The Prince Is Actually a Princess?!
Chapter 17
[Adrian sits in his study, furiously scribbling nonsense onto a document, his mind completely elsewhere. His jaw is tense, his ears tinged pink, and the moment anyone even breathes near the door—]
Adrian Elivara ( Crown prince/mc)
Cedric Valmont (General/mc right- hand)
(leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed) Oh, this is going to be fun.
Adrian Elivara ( Crown prince/mc)
(snaps his head up, scowling) No, it’s not. Leave.
Cedric Valmont (General/mc right- hand)
(strolling in, plopping onto a chair) I mean, I was going to, but then I saw your face.
Adrian Elivara ( Crown prince/mc)
(warning tone) Cedric.
Cedric Valmont (General/mc right- hand)
It’s just… (tilts head, studying him) I’ve never seen you look like this before. Flustered. Distracted. Red.
Adrian Elivara ( Crown prince/mc)
I am not red.
Cedric Valmont (General/mc right- hand)
(grinning) Oh, you are. In fact, I’d say you’re positively glowing.
Adrian Elivara ( Crown prince/mc)
(grits teeth, throwing a pen at Cedric) GET OUT.
Cedric Valmont (General/mc right- hand)
(dodges effortlessly, laughing) First Isla acts like she suddenly finds you fascinating, and now YOU’RE over here blushing like a lovestruck idiot? (groans dramatically) Gods, I’m so done with you both.
Adrian Elivara ( Crown prince/mc)
(muttering, running a hand through his hair) So am I…
[Helena sits across from Isla, clutching her teacup like it’s the only thing anchoring her to reality. Across from her, Isla looks unbothered. No, worse—she looks smug.]
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
(staring, voice monotone) I’m going to ask you one time.
Isla Rosewood (princess/fl)
(pleasantly) Go on.
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
Are you possessed?
Isla Rosewood (princess/fl)
No.
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
Is this a bet? A trick? Are you trying to emotionally devastate him before stabbing him in the heart?
Isla Rosewood (princess/fl)
(laughing lightly) Why would you think that?
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
Because there is no other reasonable explanation for the way you were acting earlier.
Isla Rosewood (princess/fl)
(sipping her tea) Oh, Helena. You think too much.
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
(glaring) And you—YOU have lost your mind.
[Helena slams her cup down, looking like she’s having an existential crisis. Meanwhile, Isla calmly refills her tea, utterly at peace.]
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
(whispering to herself) This is worse than an assassination attempt.
Isla Rosewood (princess/fl)
(smirking) You should try enjoying the moment.
Helena Astoria (fl bff)
You know what I’m enjoying? The thought of shaking some sense into you.
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