I walked down the hall whispers around me. It's doesn't even matter now. I left these feelings far behind. I still remember the day when my own mother slapped me and my father pushed me all down the stairs.
I can't argue with them now. I can't make them understand. But still there was one ray of hope was there for me but looks like I am not that dear to god. My love left me too alone.
I believed I am the cursed prince but still I want to be loved. I have no one left. Who is there to listen to me. I spend my all day sitting in the throne room as I am the next king in the line.
But I don't want it. I just want love. The person I am marrying, my only love doens't love me. He loves someone else. I also know he is marrying me for the throne. But I can't do anything.
Atleast I need to a be a obedient to my parents and my love. Maybe someday they are gonna love me. I have no one in this world.
But still I am the "cursed prince"
