"I'm in love."
Singto's confident statement shook Krist's world with a magnitude of 10. Fucking 10!
"I'm in love with someone else and I will not marry anyone other than that person." Again, the prince's words blew him away. "Serra should marry Krist."
How did the dinner he was looking forward to turn into a nightmare?
Didn't they agree they'd try to make their relationship work? So, where did this 'I'm in love' shit come from?
The king cleared his throat to ease the sudden awkwardness in the dining room. "We don't marry for love. As my heir, you should already know tha-"
"I'm sorry for cutting you off father but I beg to disagree. You married mother after all."
"That was different."
"How so?"
"When I say it's different, it is different. End of discussion!"
"No." Singto firmly answered back. "I will not marry anyone but the person I love."
The fire burning in the prince's eyes left no doubt about how serious he was. If Singto's assertion was for him, Krist would be the happiest person in the world. Unluckily, he was the fiancé the former wanted to get rid of to be with the person he loves.
Just where did that piece of junk pop up?! They must be some kind of weed that grew out of nowhere for him not to notice.
"Most of our people do not want me to take the crown. Our subjects are talking behind my back." For someone who was enumerating abhorrent things, his fiancé was rather calm. "Each of the proposals I've sent to be reviewed were denied for stupid reasons but Serra's tea parties which cost more than my feeding programs were approved. Am I really the heir here?"
The queen looked at her husband in disbelief. It was obvious Her Majesty didn't know what was going on under her nose.
"I'm in love."
One more fucking confession and Krist will-
"I don't think I'm needed here. I also don't see any reason why I should marry someone whose into my sister."
Wait. . . What?
"Serra's with child." Singto suddenly said while cutting a piece of beef on his plate as if he was talking about something mundane. "She asked that I keep it a secret but why would I do that? We all know who the father is, don't we?"
Confused, Krist looked at his friend who looked like she was about to faint. Why didn't she say anything about a lover or a possible pregnancy? They're together almost everyday. Almost every- oh shit!
When the realization of what Singto insinuated kicked in, he couldn't stop himself from calling out to Serra to explain herself.
The princess guiltily looked away while their parents were disagreeing among themselves.
When he called Serra again for her to clarify what was really going on, Singto boldly threw another rock at the center of the pile he already had which made them all look at him.
"I've purchased a house somewhere and I'll be moving out tonight. There are some documents that must be finished by the end of this year but I'm sure your next king and his queen will be able to finish them. You're good in everything right, Krist?"
It was the first time the older has ever addressed him by his first name while directly looking at him with cold eyes. It was also the first time that Singto smiled at him within the presence of their parents. But it was all wrong.
Everything's wrong!
"Pete and Kao are waiting in my- sorry, the crown prince's office. I've signed the document, Serra. You should explain this to them since this was your plan."
Again, Krist looked at the princess who he thought was a good friend of his.
"I - I-I-" Serra stuttered. She looked very pitiful with wet eyes and pale cheeks.
"Still keeping up the act." Krist heard Singto murmur beneath his breath.
Eyes wide with tears, his good friend looked at him for help but he couldn't do anything for her. What can he do? He doesn't have a clue of what's going on!
"Fine. Let me continue my role as the antagonist of your perfect fairytale."
Unwaveringly determined, Singto said; "76.34% of the royal subjects want Serra to marry Krist so he can be king and she'll be their queen. My wonderful fiancé spends all his time with her so rumors about their tragically forbidden love story would circulate. I'm presently the most hated person in our kingdom because of standing in Romeo and Juliet's way."
"Sing-" The queen started but was stopped when Singto raised his voice.
"This is not some BL drama you and auntie watch all the time!" The older male closed his eyes and Krist could swear he saw a small tear drop from his right eye. "If the royal family is this insidious, how could we govern the people efficiently?! If Serra wants Krist, let her have him. He fucking got her pregnant already!"
"I did not fucking get her pregnant!" He blurted out at the sheer momentum of the situation.
Cold eyes met his panicked ones. "I'm in love"
Fuck. Not again.
"I'm fucking in love that I'm leaving this ridiculous family. The second the king affixes his signature to the document Serra had me sign, there will be no horrible prince to stand in your way. Aren't you happy?"
Aren't I happy? "What the hell?! Is this my fault!"
"Wasn't it? You were the one who got her pregnant."
"I never tou-"
"How sure are you? We all know how serious your sexsomnia is. She wouldn't be the only one you slept with."
Shit oh shit oh shit. . .
"Congratulations to your engagement. My absence will be my wedding present."
Singto raised his glass, downed its content and continued eating like he didn't just destroy Krist's world.
If he could turn back time he'd stop using his cured sexsomnia to get close to Singto.
The king tried to reason out with his son. The queen was sobbing hard while she begged for her baby boy to stay. It was a sad send off.
It was sheer bullshit!
From the destructive dinner to the overheard dramatic discussion among his now ex-fiancé and still in-laws, everything was unbelievable.
Singto's composure was applaudable. Evidently, the older male endured everything through sheer rigorous strength and tolerance. Krist never had any idea his visits were used against his own fiancé.
Towards the man he loves.
The queen's sobs were inexhaustible. His mom could only hug her without any empty words. They all know Singto was firm with his decision.
He might never return.
Not when the royal subjects preferred him, the royal fiancé, to be king rather than their queen.
Serra must have spent a fortune to get them to her side.
"Politics is always like this." The king quietly explained in a low voice. "Singto's abilities stopped the conspiracies before but I suppose you did something underhanded."
As the receiver of the King's accusing gaze, Serra looked away. She glanced at him but he coldly stared back at her.
The mere thought of being her friend sickened him.
"I'm sure my son never touched you. His sexsomnia was cured a long time ago and he has his medication. He also sleeps in Singto's wing." Krist's father added.
"Singto doesn't know about it but it's true. We know it's not possible for our son to force himself on you unconsciously."
"I barely touch even the tip of your fingers, Serra. You're like an older sister to me.
I'd never think of you that way." Not like the way I see Singto.
Eyes wet with unshed tears, Serra toughened her resolve after realizing no one was on her side. "Singto made his choice. Losing him will be hard but Krist and I will-gah!"
His mother who was known for being mild-tempered slapped the apparent heir to the throne. "Losing him will be hard?! Do you think your parents only find it hard to lose their son?"
The queen looked as distraught as she was during dinner while the king could only look up as if asking the heavens what he had done wrong to receive such punishment.
"Mother I-"
"Watch who you are calling mother! I'll never have a bitch for a daughter-in-law. As of today, my son is not engaged to anyone." His mother said with finality.
Again, Serra helplessly looked at him.
This time, he firmly shook his head at her. "I only want Singto. If it's not him, I won't do it."
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