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Another Royal Frog

River and Lily have been, or rather had been, friends for almost all their lives until a one nightstand ruined any semblance of a friendship between them. Lily would strongly like to blame the fact that she was foolish on that night and River, well, he doesn't look like he has a lot to say or think about the night in question. Now, four years down the line, after one isolating the other and another still being bitter hurt over the events that succeeded that particular night, Lily is called in for a royal favor. With River's coronation as king drawing near, she has to keep his rather, messy, to be lightly put, record on a clean squeaky plate. How to do that you ask? Well, obviously by avoiding him and being professional to a fault. But the ignorant blind fool doesn't get the memo. In fact, to her, it looks like River is doing anything other than being professional and distant. ☆¤☆¤☆¤☆ "I was going to ruin you!" he shouts in exasperation and I eye him for a moment, watching his chest rise and fall rapidly until he calms down. "I was already ruined. I fail to see any sort of damage that could have outdone what I've gone through." I shrug and pick up my folder from the bed. ☆¤☆¤☆¤☆ Lily has no much to think about during the summer but if there's something she's certain of, it's that she is not ready to be the reason River's crown topples off his head no matter how much he wants to be the problem in her course.

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chapter forty six

River stares at me for a long moment, saying nothing other than roaming his eyes over me.

It is unnerving to say the least, to say the most, my heart can't beat in the right rhythm and my palms are sweaty. There's no need to start in how fried my brain is.

When he speaks, his voice is calm and expectant, as if he genuinely just wants to understand everything.

"Why would you think I was dating her right after I told you I liked you?" He asks, eyes never leaving mine.

"Well," I look away, scratching the surface of my emotions is already worse, telling him how I feel while he is watching me intently is not a risk I want to take. "We stopped talking and by then there were all sorts of rumors about you two. I assumed the reason you didn't talk to me was to distance yourself and you didn't know how to tell me what was going on."