12th Dîsciplê Episode 44

Danica

I stared at the car as it drove in. Then, I turned back to look at Scott.

“Get out of here, Scott. I don’t want you here” I said huskily and slowly, he let go of my wrist, probably when he saw Nathan’s car stop moving.

“I need to know about that mark, Danica. Do you have any idea you might be a disciple?” He asked.

Okay; now this is getting more crappy.

“A disciple?” I chuckled. “Scott, have you gone crazy? What disciple are you talking about? Wh….What’s a disciple? This is just a mark, Scott – a birth mark – just like everyone else would have. So, I don’t understand why you’re trying to make it a big deal. If this is one of your silly games, then please, I’d ask you to quit them and leave me alone”.

Nathan was already out of his car and had been marching towards us. I quickly moved away from Scott.

“Danica?” Nathan called when he got closer to us.

“My prince” I bowed. “Y…You’re back”. I swallowed hard.

From the look on Scott’s face, it was obvious he didn’t want to pay any respect to the King. But yeah, he had to. He was standing in his premises.

“Good evening, my prince” Scott bowed, repugnance echoing in his voice.

“Is there a problem?” The prince asked, looking at me.

“N…Not at all” I shook my head immediately. “Scott here is just… he’s just someone I know ans um…my grandma sent him to me to deliver a message”.

I didn’t need to look at Scott to know he was super angry.

“Okay. Is he done with the message?” He asked.

“Yes, my prince. I…”

“I’m not done” Scott suddenly cut in, his voice sounding so hard. “we’re not done talking, Danica”.

Goodness! What’s wrong with this guy?

I glanced at the prince, then took my eyes to the floor. Why’s Scott just trying to complicate things for me?

“Danica….are you done with him or not?” Nathan asked, wanting to be more specific.

I stared at Scott, wondering what exactly his problem could be. Why was he trying to make an issue out of a common mark I’ve had with me since birth?

I knew it. He was just trying to play games on me or make me spend more time with him so he could get into my head. Well, I’m definitely not giving him that opportunity.

“I’m done with him, my prince” I answered. “my uh… My grandma was just trying to make me do something in particular that I don’t want to. So, I’m done with him”.

“Danica…” Scott gritted

“If she said she’s done with you, then you’re done. Just let her be and get out of here”.

Oh my God! Nathan was way too rude.

“Let’s go, Danica” he added and began walking away.

I glanced at Scott and turned to follow the prince, but he surprisingly held me back.

“Since I can’t have you, Danica” he whispered angrily to me. “I’m going to make sure no one else will”.

What?

And with that, he let go of my wrist roughly just before the prince would turn around to notice.

For a few seconds, I stood, staring at Scott, trying to decipher what he could possibly mean. And he walked out on me.

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Scott’s words kept ringing in my head as I followed the prince back into the kitchen.

“Since I can’t have you, I’m going to make sure no one else would”.

Was that relsly a threat? What if he’s actually planning something big – something dangerous?

Oh! Christ! How did I ever get to know this guy?

As soon as Nathan and I were alone in the sitting room, he turned and looked at me.

“Okay, Danica. I need to know the truth” he stood very close to me, his eyes displaying so much seriousness. “Who exactly is that guy?”

Huh?

My brows furrowed in surprise.

Could it be possible he actually doesn’t believe me?

“My…My prince” I stuttered. “I thought I told you already? He’s just a messenger from my grandma..”

“Yes, that was what you told me. But I don’t think that’s what your mind is saying. There’s no point hiding it from me. I don’t think it’s right for a lady to deny her man”.

What? What’s he talking about?

Disgust filled me immediately.

“My prince? He’s not my …”

“Oh! Please, Danica. Like I’m so dumb not to realise. I’m very much aware he’s your boyfriend and is probably mad at the fact you’re staying here with me. Well, you can let him know I’m just trying to be of help”. He rolled his eyes and started walking away.

“But you’re… getting it wrong. He’s just a….” He didn’t let me finish up before he climbed the stairs and got lost.

Oh crap!

I touched my hair and was almost forced to laugh. So,the prince actually thinks Scott is my….

Gross!

Well, he was my boyfriend. But hell, not anymore! I see it as a testimony that I’m finally free from that guy. I can’t even imagine myself being with him – ever again.

His threatened words came hitting at me again, but I quickly wiped it off.

They were just threats and for someone like Scott, he always made stupid threats each time he was angry.

I returned to the kitchen and tried to finish up my meal.

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Scott

I stood angrily by the road side, my hands fisted beside me.

Oh! Danica, you prolly don’t know what you’ve done, huh? You obviously don’t know.

But thinking about it – she didn’t even know what the mark meant.

Oh! Of course, she was definitely pretending – trying to cover up her @as. Why would she have such a mark and don’t even know it’s meaning? That’s totally pointless.

Well, even if it’s just a coincidence, even if I’m wrong and the mark didn’t make her the missing disciple, I guess that should be up to the Royal family to decide. I’ll only be doing my job by handing the lady with the mark over to them. I guess they should be the one to sort it out themselves and know if it’s just a coincidence or she’s truly the one

I’m sorry, Danica. I never wanted to do this. But you’ve pushed me so hard already.

I know what I did in the past was wrong, but you wouldn’t even let me make amends. Right in front of the prince, you denied me and called me a mere messenger. So, I’m really sorry, but you’ve left me no choice.

And with that, I boarded a cab.

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Danica

In a while, I was done with the meal and started taking them to the dining bit by bit.

I dropped the second tray carefully on the dining and turning around, I found the prince standing right in front of me.

“Oh!” I was startled.

Goodness! He gave me a mighty fright. I didn’t know he was standing there.

“My prince!” I called in relief.

“Did I scare you?” He asked, his face having no expression in particular.

“Y… Yes, My prince. I mean, not really. But you actually scared me”.I sighed.

He was holding a glass of drink and he sipped from it and stretched to keep it on the dining.

That way, my back was leaning against the table with the prince standing very close to me while he kept the glass. His face was almost touching mine.

He dropped the glass and just when I thought he should be moving away, he remained still instead.

Okay….

He made his hands rest on the table on each side of my waist.

“Danica….” He called calmly, his breath touching my face.

Okay… What exactly is he doing?

“I just….” He paused and bit his lower lip.

“There’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you”.

I was muted like a statue, almost unable to breathe. I couldn’t even say a word.

Slowly, I felt him move his hand from the table and place them on my waist.

Holy Christ!

“My prince!” I called with a gasp.

What’s he doing?

I felt goosebumps all over and my legs shook.

Oh! Goodness.

He moved his hand on my waist, almost playing with the tip of my shirt and in the process, he brought his lips so close to mine. My eyes were nearly bulging out.

Suddenly, the door went wide open and someone barged in.

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TBC.