Lucas's POV:
I told her my real identity. I thought she would hate me or loathe me, but she asked me if it was true and then smiled. What the hell?
"Yes, it’s me. I’m the runaway prince of France after the death of my family," I said, and my eyes started to well up, remembering how I became a devil from the sweet prince of France.
I remembered the past, standing at the age of 16 in court, accused of killing my own family while their ashes were in my hands. The whole country was against me, and no one was there to trust me. How could I kill my own family when I loved them with all my heart?
Remembering my family, my eyes suddenly teared which made me understood that my family's small kid was still inside me waiting for their love. Maybe, I have their blessings with me that why I'm no
