Wife of The Demon Prince
Chapter 81: Memories of the past (part 4)

Chapter 81: Memories of the past (part 4)

[Music recommendation: Polar Star _ Sung by Chen Xueran]

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Ara was beautiful when being cold, but he liked this cute and flushed side of her a lot more. "Why do you want to drink more, after you’re already this drunk?" He teased.

She pouted her lips and turned away from him, "Don’t talk to me again, If you won’t give me back my bottle." She complained.

"I told you it’s enough, am not giving you this bottle no matter what you say." Hamon had been safeguarding her ever since the first time she joined the soldiers, even though they were a lot of soldiers who tried to approach her, they backed out at the general’s deadly glares.

"Tch, You can eat the bottle then...don’t talk to me again, jerk!" Ara stood up

staggeringly.

Hamon chuckled at how different she was acting after being drunk. He followed behind her, when she almost fell back he was quick to catch her from falling,

"Ah!...don’t touch me, do you know who I am? I am a daughter of a general! The eldest daughter of the Boxton household. Now give me back my bottle, before I punish you!" She demanded.

Hamon was taken aback by her words, she had never told him her family name before, even though they’d been friends for long. And neither did she ever talk about her family or where she was from, he was quite astonished to find out that not only were they both from the same land, but she was also the daughter of one of the most loyal generals of his father.

Ara kept on murmuring words he couldn’t understand, but he didn’t think much about it as she was too drunk to make any sense. But one thing he caught from her murmuring was,

"The person I hate the most is the crown Prince of Findara, he’s a coward! He left his people in the wrong hands. I hate him, I hate him..."

Hamon had wondered what was all that about him, why does she hate him? He had never had any disputes with anyone or even someone from the Boxton household, her hatred for him left him confused, but after he heard that, he then decided not to ever tell her about his true identity and kept it a secret, if she hated the person he was in the past, at least she didn’t despise the person he currently was. But little did he know that she would find out about the truth soon.

That day he’d planned to tell her about his feelings, he’d planned to confess to her, he wanted her to know just how much she meant to him, he wanted her to know that it was all her... She had been the one to awaken his dead and broken soul, she’d given him hope, hope for this desolate dark world that had no place for him before she appeared, she’d ignited in him the desire to want to live, to look forward to a future and discover what it would bring. However before he could carry out his plans of confession, Ara had came to him with rage,

"You are back_" He began to say but...

SLAP!

She slapped him before he could talk, "Is it true?! you are the crown Prince of Findara?! She demanded in a raging tone.

"..." He wasn’t able to answer. How did she find out?

"Answer me!" She snapped.

He knew this would happen some day, but he never expected it would be this soon. "Yes. But I have my reasons for leaving_"

"Enough! I don’t want to know." She started to take a step back from him, he could see the anger and the same broken expression on her face. Why was she so angry about that?

"You are a coward! You left your people, You abandoned them!...It was all your fault they died, I hate you!..." She said through clenched teeth.

"...?" His fault? What was she saying? Who died? Hamon didn’t understand what she was saying. But he still tried to explained the reason he left, but Ara interrupted him.

"I never want to see your face again. Never!" Ara bellowed angrily. As she ran out of the small house.

_If I get separated from you, then I’ll be separated from myself, only you are my peace, my pain._

Hamon felt a bitter feeling welled up in his chest. Even though he had no idea what she was talking about, he felt pain. He almost burst into tears at that moment. He’d planned their future together, to live with her. But everything came to an end. Ara didn’t know it, but he’d been living only because of her. He’d dreamt about being happy with her.

He wanted to run after her, but he stopped himself from doing so. What was the point? She never loved him anyway. His life was meant to be spent in loneliness.

Their friendship ended right there, his untold love was killed before it was even brought to life.

_You are leaving me alone? It’s not possible my love, in my words, you’re always mentioned. In my memories I’m always worried about you. For whatever I am today, it is because of you._

After that day, Hamon never saw her again. He searched for her in the entire kingdom, but it was all in vain. She never came back. He believed if she was really meant for him, she’d come back.

The idea took root in him like a plant, it grew stronger in Hamon’s heart without sunlight or water, until it was like a huge mass of greed. He lived his life miserably in Greenwood after Ara left.

Then suddenly a few years later, he met himself back in time. Hamon still clearly remembered the night he went back in time. The time went back to the time he’d wanted to leave Findara after the battle.

The night he saw her again.

_I want you to marry me._

Who would have thought that although she had left him and probably forgotten all about him, she would suddenly ask him to marry her, on her own.

_without knowing I have loved her right from the start. She was really meant to be mine after all._

He believed the heavens really wanted them to be together, this time he would make her his. A brittle smile spread on Hamon’s face as he stared out the window.

Oliver, who had been standing quietly behind him, interrupted his thoughts in a low voice, "Your Highness, lady Boxton has arrived at the castle. I’ve told the servant to bring her here after they’re done touring the castle." He reported.

"Hmm." He hummed as he was about to turn away from the window_

Bang!

The door was flung open, and Ara strode in completely flushed in anger.