The Crown Prince's Love

Two hours flew by in a blur of breakfast delights, a refreshing bath, and the swift changing of our clothes.

When we were alone, Randy talked about what happened the previous night.

"Desmond," he called, and I turned to face him, giving a questioning look. "What happened last night. Could we not tell Uncle Marcus please?"

I raised my brows in confusion and then smiled at him, remembering that a lot had happened the previous night. "Which one are you referring to? The sex or the after sex?"

He chuckled and slapped my shoulder playfully. "I am not talking about either of those," he said and heaved a deep sigh.

"Desmond, this is about the dream. If Uncle Marcus finds out about this and my parent also do, it won't be great. They would want to know everything that had happened and even though we just came here, I have to admit that this place is better because there are a lot of people who don't know us and they wont care about what we are," he said and I nodded in response. "of course Randy, I won't do that to you. I will always make sure that I cherish what we have and wont even dare tell anybody, my love," I assured him and hugged him tightly.noveldrama

"All alright," he said and we both headed out of the room. Once we got down, Marcus was standing by the door already waiting for us.

"shall we take our leave now?" he asked.

Randy and I exchanged looks, and then we nodded our heads in response.

Taking the elevator down, I held Randy's hand pretty tight and when he looked at me, I smiled at him, but deep down, I couldn't stop thinking about the things that he had said the previous night.

Was I going to die? I thought, when he woke up and told me that everything was going to be fine, I was glad because, at last, I wouldn't have to worry about anything, but now, I do need to start planning my goodbyes because, in two weeks, I was going to celebrate my birthday.

"hey Desmond, you alright?" Randy called my attention when I didn't make any move to come out of the elevator. I had been so deep in my thoughts that I didn't remember that I was supposed to come out of the elevator and so when I did, I heaved a deep sigh and nodded in response.

"yes, everything is fine," I assured him and we both headed out of the elevator. As we stepped into the waiting limousine, I couldn't help but marvel at the stark contrast between the this country and ours. It was an intriguing and somewhat overwhelming experience.

This country had a lot of beautiful things on its own, and they were things that looked so pretty to look at.

I glanced at Randy, my excitement evident as I gestured enthusiastically toward the surroundings from the car. "Look at that," I exclaimed, pointing to the towering trees lining the streets. "In our country, trees hold a different kind of power and presence, but here, they stand tall in their unique way, don't they?" I questioned.

Randy nodded in response as he also looked outside the car with me. "you are right about that," he said and chuckled.

"They each have their unique ways."

The rest of the drive was in silence and for a few minutes, nobody said anything until we reached the front of a skyscraper.

"maralexa," I commented as I pointed at the name in the center of the building.

"My mother and Uncle Marcus used to work as chefs when we were younger," Randy said and pointed toward the name. "it had been her dream to be able to build something like this and so when she became the queen, Uncle Marcus helped her achieve her goal."

"Awesome," I commented and laughed.

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"This is such a lovely thing to witness," I said and heaved a deep sigh.

"come one into Maralexa," Marcus announced as he pointed in, and we followed after him.

"Maralexa," I murmured, the name resonating with a deeper meaning now. It wasn't merely a restaurant; it was a heartfelt homage, a place where 's dreams were being fulfilled.

As Randy and I settled into the vibrant ambiance of Marlexa, it became evident that the restaurant was thriving.

The air buzzed with an energetic hum, a melodic symphony of conversations, laughter, and the clinking of cutlery.

The bustling dining area was abuzz with activity. Every table was adorned with people engrossed in different discussions, their faces illuminated by the warm glow of the softly lit surroundings.

The servers, clad in professional black attire, walked through the crowded space with seamless grace, attending to the customers' needs with efficiency and a friendly demeanor.

The open kitchen was a whirlwind of culinary mastery. Chefs moved in synchronized harmony, creating exquisite dishes with precision and skill. The tantalizing aromas wafting from the kitchen mingled with the ambient scents, teasing the senses and eliciting anticipation from the eager customers, and also the same with me.

The bar area was no less different from the restaurant itself. Bartenders expertly crafted cocktails, their hands moving deftly as they mixed and poured, creating libations that reflected both artistry and taste. People seated at the bar engaged in lively conversations, adding to the convivial atmosphere of the restaurant. It was beautiful to watch everyone moving around with a smile on their faces.

"This place is more beautiful now," Randy commented.

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Marcus laughed. "it is all the idea of my wife. Come now, and I will show you how beautiful the place is now, he said as he led us to a white room exuding an air of exclusivity and refinement. The ambiance here was serene, a stark contrast to the lively buzz of the main dining area.

"Meet my wife, Sophia," Marcus announced as a red haired woman stood in front of us. Sophia, his wife, a beacon of grace and elegance. Her welcoming demeanor radiated a quiet strength, complementing Marcus's vibrant presence perfectly. "Welcome Randy, it has been a long time," she said and hugged Randy. "well hello dear Desmond," she hugged me tightly too as if she had known me for years. "I must say that it felt surreal seeing you two here, but you are welcome anyway."

"Thank you," I said to her and looked beside her looking at the twins who seemed to be in their teenage years. just like their mother, they both had red hair but carried their fathers blue eyes.

"Meet Mary and Mason," Marcus introduced the children. Mary, with her bright eyes and infectious smile, exuded youthful enthusiasm, while Mason, the epitome of curiosity and charm, carried himself with an air of quiet confidence.

Tyler was at least an inch taller than me and he smiled brightly as his eyes landed on Randy he was happy to see him. Randy on the other hand smiled brightly and rushed to hug him.

"Tyler," he said and chuckled. "you have grown so well."

"hello," they both said at once and waved at us.

I waved back while Randy rushed to hug them. "I have to admit that you both are

much bigger than when I saw you the last time," he commented.

Marcus chuckled and pointed behind us.

"well, what do you have to say about Tyler," he said and chuckled.