“The war is over, Prince. Just— Relax.” Cal smiles at me, but I don’t smile back. As I repeat My father— my king’s last Words to me. To his Unwanted heir. “You must be Perfect, Prince.”
I wish I could say, that you’re the one I love. Maybe one day, I’ll be brave But for now, I can only pray That you stay with me Even if just one more day But like a dove You fly away...