A Night With The King

“What do you have against Sophie? She doesn’t look like someone to get on your bad book, why do you seem to hate her?”

Lance couldn’t resist asking. Patrick was acting like he had a beef with Sophie and wanted her gone from his side.

“I don’t hate her, she didn’t do anything to me but she might cause trouble for you and I don’t want that, which is why I want you to send her away now that she hasn’t done anything yet; keeping her close would only bring problems to you, I don’t know why you refuse to see it,”

“What kind of trouble can she bring to me? You have to give me examples,”

Lance queried.

“Oh, Lancelot, you have a soft spot for her, let’s face it, you might not have a relationship with her right now, but give it time and you will be making love to her or even falling in love with her, that’s if you aren’t already in love with her, you just beat up a man for her,”

Patrick was out of his mind, he was talking nonsense, Lance had no plans of sleeping with or falling in love with Sophie.

“I am not going to do any of those, I beat that bastard up because he made her suffer,”

He let out.

“You said the words; now if you don’t care about her, why do you find the need to beat up a man for her? I mean she isn’t aware of it and might never know, what was the reason to beat the man up? He is already going to jail for the crimes, I heard what you told him. You said and I quote ‘This is for Sophie,’ and punched him, tell me why you would do that if you have no feeling for her,”

Patrick pressed. Lance decided he had enough, no matter what he said, Patrick was hell-bent on sticking to his theory that he had something going on with Sophie.

“I have had enough, think whatever you want,”

Lance let out. he expected Patrick to say more but the man suddenly went silent; Lance decided to just let the matter die down like that. They didn’t say anything to each other again and when they arrived back at the palace, Lance went to his chamber and sent Patrick away. He spent the rest of the day in his room alone with alcohol.

The next day was hell of hectic after the news of his wedding being canceled was made official, the panic among his people was greatly felt, it was all over the papers and numerous calls were placed to the palace which he made sure there was someone to answer the questions being asked. He spent the day in meetings, the elders and the kingmaker were pissed that he went ahead with his plans but he told them his mind and made sure they know who the king was and who made the rules, when they left the palace, they were all sulking but he didn’t care. He did what he had to do. They would get over it soon and it would be old news but if he marries Roseline, he would have to live with her for a long time and that would be worse than any outburst.

After the busy day he had yesterday, Lance canceled all his meetings for today and decided to spend time alone in his room; nope, he wasn’t just lazing around in his room, he had things to read through and sign. In fact, he was currently glassed up and reading through a deal that was to be made with the Arab king who recently visited Otano and wanted them to partner in a business that would see both kingdoms having an alliance and doing things together even though they were far from each other, so far, what he has read seem to be for the good of his dear kingdom, he already liked what he thought would be the outcome if he decides to say yes. It would favor his people if it worked out.

“Where is he? I want to speak to him right now,”

Lance lifted his eyes when he heard the voice, he recognized that voice, dropped the file he had been holding, and prepared for what was to come, he never thought that she would come all the way to Otano to confront him, actually, he thought she would not mind and would just be happy that he was the one to call it off but he was wrong, she sounded angry too. He got up from his study table and walked toward his bed area, waiting for her to show her face.

“You can’t be in the*** Sorry, Lancelot, I tried,”

Patrick said when the door to his room burst open and a very angry Roseline walked in, she charged towards him and pushed him hard.

“What the fuck did you do?”

She yelled out and pushed him again.

“Do you have to be so violent about everything?”

Lance let out.

“You can leave us, Patrick,”

Lance told his special advisor who looked very glad to be asked to leave, now he wished he hadn’t said that, they would both dealt with her screams together; anyway, it was too late to call Patrick back as the man was already out of the door the second, he told him he could leave.

“You expect me to be calm after the way you played? How could you?”

Roseline yelled, she pushed him again and this time, he landed on the bed.

“Stop,”

He let out when he got up.

“Stop? Did you stop to think when you fucking made the decision to call off our wedding two weeks to the day? Did you fucking stop to think?”

“Why are you acting like you wanted to marry me so bad? What? I did us both a favor, we don’t like each other, we can’t stand each other and we can’t even force chemistry because we don’t have any, so tell me, why should we be married?”

Lance yelled out. She was making him mad; she was acting like he didn’t try to see if things could work out between them.

“Well, you could have told me before you made it a public announcement, I deserved to know, I went back home to my people thinking everything was good and okay but then my brother called me out this morning, he and my parents think I did something that made you change your mind, I don’t like being made a fool of, I don’t want this marriage either but you should have told me before doing anything,”

She yelled out each word, okay, she was right, even Patrick told him he should have told her, maybe he should have.

“Wait, I told Patrick to call you,”

“Patrick? Your fucking assistant?”

“Special advisor, are you doing it on purpose? I have told you that he isn’t an assistant, don’t be so disrespectful,”

Lance let out.

“Is that what is important right now? I don’t fucking care what he is to you, that’s a you and his problem, I saw his call and didn’t take it because I didn’t want to listen to his nonsense again, I told you to tell him to stop calling me, didn’t I? why would I take his call again and how am I supposed to know he was calling to tell me that my wedding was canceled?”

Roseline yelled out.

“Well, you can’t blame me then, we tried to tell you but you didn’t take your call, next time, you should take your calls, you don’t know what news might be waiting for you on the other end of the phone,”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Lance told her. He could tell his words made her even angrier.