Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
The servants knew they couldn’t entice her with chocolates and sweeties since she had access to all those in the palace. What then could they do? The king would kill them if his precious daughter was still up there by the time he returned.
“Princess -“
“Let me try,” Akim said to the servant who had tried desperately hard to get her off the tree.
He came to stand at the front, staring up at the high tree. He couldn’t help but admired her, she would be a talented climber. Unfortunately, those qualities were useless on a princess.
“Get off the tree, Jasmine,” He told her.
“No,” She stood her ground, “Even you can’t change my mind. I like it here,”
“Really?” Akim knew she was lying, “You like the wet, uncomfortable, rough bark?”
The girl looked down at the branch, biting the inside of her mouth unsure. She simply shook her head, unable to come up with an excuse anymore.
“I’ll take you to the upcoming festival outside the palace,” Akim said and the girl’s features lit up at once.
“You will?!” She was hopeful.
“Yes,”
Suddenly, she narrowed her gaze at him and shook her head, “No, you’re just trying to get me off the tree. You’re lying to me,”
“Have I ever lied to you?” Akim fixed her gaze on her.
Jasmine pulsed her lips, fidgeting with her hands, “No?”
“Then trust me as you’ve always done,”
“You would really take me to the festival?”
“Yes, I will,”
“Cross your heart?”
“Yes, cross my heart,” Akim promised her, “Now get down,”
“Sure,” The girl stood from the branch, clearing the back of her skirt and before anyone could guess what, jumped from the tree.
Akim’s eyes widened at once and instinctively reached out his hands to catch her, her weight bringing them both to the ground. He groaned softly, the air knocked out of his lungs because of his sister’s weight and the momentum of her jump.
“My prince! My princess!” the servants rushed to their aid. By the time Akim got to his feet and realized he was okay, he was as furious as hell.
“What did you do that for?! You could have killed yourself or even me?!” He bellowed at her.
Jasmine pouted her lips and blinked innocently saying, “You told me to get down,”
The third point of view:
Ailee?slammed her locker door?closed and turned around, almost bumping into someone.
“Jesus christ!” She explained, taking a step back.
“Hi,” He waved then said immediately, “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” The boy apologized.
“Well, nice to know that,” Ailee said, then raised a questioning brow as if saying, “So… ?”
“Ah, yeah,” He immediately reached for his backpack and brought out a textbook – her textbook by the looks of it.
“You lend me your textbook last week,” He said to her with a friendly expression,”I’m kind of done with it,”
“I did?” Ailee kept up with her questions while receiving the book from him.. No wonder, she has been looking for that textbook for her assignment.
“Yes, you did. Don’t you remember?” he pressed his lips together, expecting a positive response from her.
Oh boy, Ailee scratched the back of her head awkwardly. How and where did she know him? She didn’t want to disappoint the poor boy, he looked kind of cute and humble.
“Eh… The thing is that my mind sometimes comes and leaves -“
“You don’t remember me,” He saw through her.
“Yep,” Ailee told the truth, it was useless lying to the poor boy when he seemed pretty smart.
“It’s no problem,” He covered up the hurt in his eyes, “I was not expecting you to remember me anyway – I’m not in the league of people you communicate with. It’s quite surprising you even lend me your textbook by the way,”
“Hey, don’t say that,” Ailee retorted, he was making her feel guilty. Who said she was unapproachable, she was not some fucking princess.
“Don’t say what?”
“The way you say it, it almost seems like we’re practicing a caste system,” Ailee pointed out.
“Isn’t that the case? The powerful here are determined by the family they’re born into -“
“Or their ability,” Ailee interrupted him, “If you don’t come from a wealthy home, then make it up with your skills and knowledge. You claim we are already powerful from wealthy family, do you think the money is all that there is to us. We work twice as hard as the average human to keep up to that high expectations set for us.
“Moreover, this is a dog eat dog world. The survival of the weakest and only the strongest?would stand at the top of the food chain. So sorry, if I don’t agree with your reasoning,”
The boy blinked, surpised at her response. Obviously, he had wanted to play the role of a victim but it backfired at him.
“You’re right, then,” He chuckled awkwardly, “I shouldn’t have said that,” preparing to leave.