Killan's POV

I couldn't take my eyes off her, and all I saw in her eyes was fear. 'What was she so scared of?' I kept asking myself that but still haven't found an explanation.

Perhaps it was me. Was it my presence that scared her this much? I chuckled at the thought.

"Prince Killan.." she paused.

Her voice excited me, my heart leapt even when she called my name, "Cute" I muttered barely audible so she wouldn't hear.

"I'd leave first" she mumbled then got up from the bed. "Where to?" I asked, with my brows raised.

She gave me a strange glare then replied, "The maid's quarters". That made me chuckle. Like..the audacity!

"I still have unfinished business with you, and that's to take you round the Kingdom" I scoffed at her face.

"I know my way around, please don't bother" she replied and I clenched my fist.

Seems I was too nice with her, who the heck does she think she is to order me around and to make decisions for me? "If you take one more step" I gritted my teeth angrily.

Poema staggered. It was quite strange that I love seeing her this way, I love when I frighten her guts so badly.

After she slumped, I rushed to carry her even before others could. I saw her fears before she even slumped…perhaps, she knew she would but was scared of her pregnancy being discovered and that, I was able to see.

Although, that wasn't me. It wasn't the Killan I know. The Killan I know would have just shrugged his shoulders unbothered and left like nothing happened.

But at that moment, I just couldn't, I felt this guilt and attachment towards her that I couldn't explain.

Even as I ran to carry her unconscious body, I still found it amusing and I know my family would too.

I carried her in my arms bridal style like I did that night; then I took her to the hospital to be attended to. "Leave" I ordered the nurses who were there to attend to her.

"B-but she's not well" one of them said and I hissed in annoyance.

Guts- I hate and detest that so bad, "Get the hell out!" I yelled at them.

Thankfully, I had little knowledge about emergency situations like this. I just caressed her forehead with water and after waiting a few minutes later, she finally woke up and here she is looking at me with unexplainable glares.

"So you would have sex with me again?" She asked me, her expression sad. I was taken aback by her question and I wondered why.

Since when did people's thoughts about me matter? Who knows, maybe I was just imagining things but I know better..this wasn't my imagination, it was darn real.

My heart ached as she looked at me as one who has caused her pain..ruin..suffering and sadness. But hold up! Those are all the things I want to cause to every lady that crosses my path.

I want to ruin them, their lives, their dreams and everything they so much care about. I want to make them suffer from pain and sadness but now, I feel guilty.

My hands were too heavy too move, my eyes, how on earth are they tearing up? 'Killan!' I screamed my name in my head.

This totally isn't me, 'Killan!' I screamed. I then felt a surge of relief run down my spine, it was a different sensation..far from the guilt I felt before, now this is me!

"I'd rather give my dick to dogs, they are more worthy" I slammed at her face and oh boy, she began sobbing.

"Are you always this evil?" She hits my chest continuously.

"Let's leave" I pulled her hands out of the ward then headed straight to my quarters. I stopped at my stable, it's been a while since I last came here, it was exactly a year ago when a tragic incident occurred.

I still can't fathom why I came here or why I even brought her to this place. My heart was racing, I could hear the riotous sound it made. I let go of her as my hands kept shivering, this was my only fear..this place...this stable.

Sweat covered my body and I could tell my cloth was already soaked. All I saw was blurry as I took a step backwards. "Prince Killan" I heard someone call my name..it was so faint that I couldn't even pinpoint who called me.

I took another step backwards until a hand grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward. The hand was soft and I knew it was Poema instantly.

"Look, your horses are beautiful, can we go for a ride?" She asked me and my eyes widened in rage. I quickly yanked off my hands from her and she staggered almost falling.

"I shouldn't have brought you here" I yelled at her, she shivered on the spot.

"I'm sorry, but it's just one ride," she protested.

My eyes darkened as I raised my hand ready to hit her but stopped for some reasons I don't understand. "Argh" she muttered in fear.

"Don't ever think of riding on any of the horses here, and don't even come close to this place" I warned and she just nodded.

"I'm sorry" she lowered her gaze. "I hate that word" I replied nonchalantly.

I calmed myself, my harsh tone softened "I should take you round the Kingdom now" I added icily then motioned for her to follow me and she did, after nodding her head.

Her steps were slow, skeptical and filled with untold fears. I ignored watching her steps as my gaze drifted somewhere else entirely. As I turned back to face her, Poema was way ahead of me, I chuckled, "Stop!" I yelped.

She stopped walking but did not turn back to face me, I felt a sting in my heart as I scurried towards her. "Your steps are way too fast," I muttered.