239 Tiny Thing

"You're totally gone, Cyan," piped the girl beside her.

"Hush, Violet!" Cyan hissed, her eyes on the television as she was transfixed by the young man that was on the screen in front of her.

She had always liked the 'cold' type of boys and the Crown Prince fit that to a 'T'. He did not show any sort of emotion on his face, and one couldn't tell if he was annoyed, bored, or just plain disinterested.

An avid reader of all those 'Cold-type CEOs who are only warm and doting to their wife' flashed across her little heart and she could already imagine those eyes upon her, looking at her lovingly.

She sighed.

All her life, she had been told about the marriage contract between her and the missing Crown Prince. She had thought it was utterly ridiculous, not because there was such a marriage contract existed but for the fact that it was still valid when the groom was missing!

Since birth!

And had been missing for years before she was even born!