The Unwanted Prince

Chapter 1

SOMEONE'S POV

I was alone, looking out of the small window of my room. I saw my family eating and laughing together in the garden because my cousin was celebrating her 17th birthday. We share the same day and month for our birthdays, but not the year, because I'm older than her. I guess they've forgotten about me.

I watched them for a long time until someone knocked on my door.

"Beloved princess, please open your door," my maid said.

When I opened the door, a smiling face greeted me.

"Happy birthday, beloved princess," she said, handing me a small bread roll with a candle lit on it.

I let her in, and we sat on my small bed.

"Thank you so much, Elisha," I said sadly.

"Don't be sad, beloved princess," she replied with a smile while arranging the forks and spoons.

I stared at the spoon Elisha was holding. She held the bread up to my face.

"Blow it out, beloved princess, and make a wish," she said.

I did what Elisha said. I closed my eyes, blew out the candle, and wished, "I wish that someday I can feel the feeling of being loved."

When I opened my eyes, I saw Elisha smiling at me, so I smiled back.

"Elisha."

"Yes, beloved princess?"

"Can you please get me some water?"

"Of course, beloved princess. I'm sorry I forgot to bring some," she said, her head bowed.

"It's okay, Elisha," I replied.

As she stepped out the door, I slowly grasped the spoon and moved closer to the window. A tear slowly escaped my eyes as I looked at them. My vision blurred, and I glanced at my hand to see the knife. I slowly pressed it against my chest and stabbed it where my heart was located.

My white dress slowly turned red from the blood flowing from my chest. I remembered the pain when they hurt me, both physically and emotionally.

"You're just a disgrace of a daughter."

"You're powerless."

"I don't love you! Look at yourself; you're disgusting."

"We don't have a sister like you."

"Just die."

My eyelids grew heavier, and I fell to the cold floor, darkness swallowing me. Finally, I would be able to sleep.

EVE POV

I woke up because I heard someone crying. As I opened my eyes, I saw someone closing the door.

Am I alive?

I checked my body-no scars, but there was a bandage on my chest. I remember being shot in the neck, not in the chest.

Where am I? This is not my room.

I scanned the four corners of the room. All I can say is that it's clean but cramped.

I managed to sit up when someone opened the door. She walked straight to a small table and placed the basin she was holding on it.

Shock was written on her face when her gaze landed on me.

"M-Mahal na princesa, g-gising ka na," she said tearfully.

"Who are you?" I asked coldly.

She trembled as she looked at me. I could see fear and sadness in her eyes while she kept calling me "princess."

Why does she keep calling me princess? I'm not a princess; I'm an empress.

"AGAIN, I SAID, WHO ARE YOU?!?!" I shouted dangerously at her.

She fell to the floor, weakly stood up, and tremblingly reached for the doorknob. She ran out while saying, "Kailangan malaman ito ng mahal na reyna."

I frustratedly brushed my hair because of annoyance. Is she crazy? Why does she keep saying worthless words? "Mahal na princesa"? "Mahal na reyna"? Is she out of her mind? Tss, nonsense.

I looked at the door because I heard footsteps. The door burst open violently. Are they going to break the door?

I looked at the people who entered the room. A girl in a maid's uniform, along with a man and a woman over 40 years old, both dressed in royal attire and gowns, wearing crowns atop their heads. I think they're a couple.