The Scoundrel's Wish

"So you really used me, huh?" she bravely asked him. Marionette can't help but grit her teeth in so much bitterness. How could he make her one of his tools unknowingly, that all along, his acts were all just a pretense? She looked at him straight at his eyes. However, the man remained still, he didn't even bother to look away. Marionette can feel, that this man is not even guilty of what he did. The side of the man's lips rose before pulling her into his body. "And so? What is it to you, Rion?" "Let go of me, you lowly bastard!" Marionette tried her best to get away but in her disappointment. He didn't even flinch a little. Rather, the man leaned to kiss her ears sensually. At the sudden move, she gasped. "Lowly bastard, you say? Is that how you called the Crown Prince, I, your own brother?" She shrieked when the man, who was known as the Crown Prince, bit and licked her ears. "Stop! Stop! You can't do this to me! Stop playing with me, I'm not a tool!" The Crown Prince lowly chuckled on her. "Calm down, sweet. You're not just a mere tool for me. Remember that. You're my possession, my one and only jewel." *** Cornelius Asbjourne Throndthsen, the forsaken Crown Prince of Kingdom Narvana. He was thrown out of the Capital by the king for executing an act of political apathy. Known for being a royal family member, the Crown Prince, and the next sovereign of the whole nation, he shall not act unprejudiced with the system of the kingdom. Being thrown out of the Royal Palace and Capital, Asbjourne lived in the North for years with his heart full of disdain and abhor towards the king. Secrets piled up and truths were seen by him. He schemes out everything for his vengeance. He will do everything to grab the king's neck. Even if it means being a scoundrel and using the said king's precious daughter. Marionette Reinhilde Ivorioness. The princess without a name. The only person who will grant the scoundrel's wish. His so-called sister.