Back to Work
I had to say that after he ascended to the throne, Desmond gave off a vibe that made him seem even more mature than before. I stared at his attractive face as I thought to myself that he would indeed make a great king, if only he wanted to be one.
Now if only that king would just keep his words and the promises that he made to me, then all would be perfect.
“What about my father? Is he going to end up being the new president of this country?" I asked directly.
"It's a surprise," Desmond replied with the response that I dreaded the most.
"I somehow knew that you would say something like that," I muttered darkly to express my disappointment.
"I have to say that your father is actively campaigning for votes now, so you should be glad that your sister is back; otherwise, you're going to be the one who needs to be out there working for him," Desmond said before letting out a dry laugh.
"I guess I have you to thank," I remarked a little sarcastically.