Chapter 63: A Final Plea
*Ciana*
I didn’t have a response for Theo when he said I must want to marry Warren. His cold words had taken their toll on me, and I was done.
“You know what, Your Highness? It’s been a long day and you‘ re right, I should go.”
With that, I turned around and walked away from the three of them, even though Warren shouted my name for me to come back.
I was done playing this game with Theo. He continued to baffle and confuse me at every turn, and I just couldn’t take
much more.
I walked back to my room and my initial plan was to start packing–I needed to go check on the situation in my own pack anyway, but I found myself sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking about Theo.
A sharp knock on the door got my attention. It wouldn’t be Brook, because even her knock was gentle. I walked over and flung it open, not really wanting to put up with anyone else at the moment.
I was a little surprised to see Sophia standing there, but only because she had knocked. It seemed to be more like her to just barge in. “What do you want?” I asked her.
However, if I hadn’t heard it with my own ears, I would never have imagined those words were from her mouth in my wildest dreams.
“You should give Prince Theo another chance,” she blurted out. “I think he likes you.”
With my eyes bulging, all I could do was raise an eyebrow and stare at her for a second before a sarcastic laugh bubbled up and out of my lips.
“Why do you say that? Didn’t you just overhear what he said to me in the garden?” She was right there with us!
“Yes, I was there,” she admitted. I went back to my bed and pulled out my suitcase.
Sophia bringing up the situation from her perspective only made me feel more inclined to pack and leave. After all, Theo certainly wasn’t interested in me. He’d made himself clear more than once, and I was sick and tired of being his punching bag.
Sophia followed me into the room and stood at the foot of my bed while I threw my clothes into my bags.
“Listen, Ciana, it’s not what you think it is,” she said.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean… the only time he ever wants me around is when you‘ re there. He summons me whenever he knows you’re going to see the two of us together, and then he pretends like he might be interested in me. But the moment you’re gone, he discards me without a care in the world.”
I stared at Sophia for a long moment, not sure what to make of her statement. It didn’t seem to me like it could possibly be the truth. After all, this wasn’t the first time Theo chose her over me as his attendant anyway.
She made it sound like he was intentionally trying to make me jealous, but that didn’t make any sense to me at all.
I continued to toss my clothes into my luggage, not knowing how to respond to her absurd comments. But then I realized, she wasn’t here out of concern for me or for Theo.
“What do you want me to do, Sophia? And why would you want me to do it?”
She swallowed so hard, I could see the lump in her throat. “I want you to try and win Prince Theo over, get him to admit he has feelings for you, so that Prince Warren gives up on you and doesn’t try to pursue you. Especially now that the king has given Prince Warren permission to choose a woman as well.”
“And…” I began, “why in the world would you want me to do that?” I already knew the answer to my own question, of course, but I had to ask anyway. I wanted to hear it from her own mouth.
She wasn’t so quick to tell me the truth and answered my question with another question.
“Prince Warren is wasting his time on you if you already like Prince Theo, isn’t he? Why would you want to torture a good man like that?”
I smirked at her. “Sophia, tell me the truth or else you can
forget about me doing anything except for packing up and catching the next train out of here to go back to my own pack. After all, it’s not like I owe you anything.”
She grunted and shook her head.
“Fine,” she said. “Prince Theo is… cold. He’s aloof. I can’t get him to open up to me no matter how hard I try. But Warren… Prince Warren is different.”
I knew exactly what she was talking about, of course. Theo never let his walls down for anyone, whereas Warren was an open book. He was always willing to open up and talk about anything, including his feelings. They were quite opposite to
one another.
But I still hadn’t gotten an adequate response from her. “So why does it matter to you that the two brothers are different?”
“Well, because… I want Prince Warren to give up on you.”
“Let me get this straight.” I watched her eyes shift uncomfortably under my scrutiny. “You, Sophia, the girl who has everything, who barks orders at us right and left… you’re interested in the gentle and mild Prince Warren but not the bold and powerful Prince Theo?”
She narrowed her eyes at me, and I thought I was about to get a taste of the attitude I’d just reminded her of.
But she lifted up her chin and looked me firmly in the eye. “Yes, I like Warren,” she confessed bravely.
Her honesty surprised me. I would’ve thought Sophia was the type to go after power, yet, here she was, admitting her
feelings in front of someone she never got along with.
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Really oh fn....off another weak heroine roll, her pack hated her, she was abused, why would she do this .... pfghhj off at another cliche novel. .... Nope...