Lance POV
Like I’ve been doing for the last few days, I march into the hospital and towards the private room. People scurry out of my way as my heavy footsteps echo through the halls.
Just like every other time, the closer I get to Trinity’s room my frustrations and anger slowly melt away.
I still can’t explain what is happening to me, but I know for sure I’m not liking it. My cold exterior is what I use to put fear into others. If I don’t have that, how can I rule as the king. A king should be feared by all. My father is.
As I approach the nurse’s station, a young nurse dashes towards me. “Prince! Something has happened!”
I immediately stop and whip my focus around towards her and bark, “What?”
Fear flashes across her face, and she stumbles to a stop. Quickly, she lowers her head
