The Lover Of A Powerful Prince

2. Say Or Pay.

Princess Kathrine's POV.

"Are you OK Mam?"

With that, I turn to look around. Looking at him, I thought, 'how can a man be so damn hot?'

His voice is deep and cold, like an iceberg in a lake. Chills start to run down over my body. He is everything a girl will drool over. 

His eyes, dark as night, and his face is like Hephaestus has himself sculpted it. He was tall and well built. Not muscular but well built. 

"Who are you? Leave me alone." I ask him to go away, moving my face towards the bin to puke again. I grab the dust bin from the sides and move my head inside it. My stomach twists in such a manner that I feel the need to go to the loo urgently. 

"Are you OK?" 

This person is blind or what? Turning my face towards him, I ask, "Lo-ook at-tt me-ee. Do-oo I-I loo-ook Oo-kk?" 

"Certainly not." And with that, he supports me to stand and walk properly. I am walking like a flat tire that doesn't roll in a straight direction. That doesn't mean that I am rolling, I mean that I am not walking in the straight direction. 

"Miss, let me hold you?" I could hear the urgency in his voice. 

"No, Thank you." I ignore him and just take my steps. My legs feel like jelly to me, wiggling without reason. 

I'll fall, I'll any minute now. Any minute now. Now, now, now.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms grab my waist tightly. I am so taken back by the action that I immediately push him away. Somehow, I am scared.

"He-i-yy, sta-yy aw-ww-ay fro-mm me-ee."

He disobeys me. I didn't even realize when the ground is gone from under my feet and my feet are in the air now. 

"Hey, put me down. Put me down you jerk. You don't know who I am? I am trained in martial arts. I am a black belt in karate."

"Is this is how you introduce yourself to others? I am a black belt in karate." 

Did he just mock me? Me?

"I can even give you my best introduction by kicking your balls. You want that?"

I hear a growling sound that was coming out of his throat and chest. I stare at him in horror for that moment. He still holds me in his arms which are getting tighter with each passing second. 

At this point, I feel scared because I don't know if he is a serial killer or just another stalker? Because I have many stalkers and all are super creepy.

"Why aren't you putting me down? What are you...you planning to do?" I am scared because of him and him, being calm is only increasing my fear.

"I am planning to eat you."

"I am not a potato."

I yell back at him, the moment I heard that he wants to eat me. How can he just think of me as a meal? But no, wait.....What does he mean by eating me?

"Excuse me, what do you mean by eating me?"

"You've already replied to that, don't you?" He said in the most convincing way possible and then he chuckles. I am certainly sure that his question was non-veg.

"Look, Imma not dumb, just drunk. So, you can shove your dirty dad jokes inside your bu--....Aaaahhhhh!"

I cry when my butt hits the ground with a force. For a moment, I think it's broken. 

"You, you broke my butt!" 

"Don't worry, your pelvis is fine. And your femur had most certainly didn't touch the ground."

Pelvis? What the hell is this Pelvis, and what is femur? Any new muscle? I don't know it, but I won't show it. I tried to stand up but couldn't because of my butt pain, I couldn't.

He continues to stare at me without offering me any hand. I know, I know, I ask him, to leave me, but not when I got injured and not when I got injured because of him. 

"What are you looking at? Help me."

I am looking at him and he didn't move an inch. Something is really wrong with this guy.

He looks at me again and then walked away. "Hey! suddenly you turn deaf? Hey! stop right there. Hey! where are you going?"

I kept on shouting at him and he didn't turn. Bloody son of a bachelor.

"You know, I have legs too. And my legs are sexier than your legs."

With that, I try to get up. After having two to three attempts, I stand up successfully. I threw my hands in the air and shouted, "Yoohoo! Girl Power."

I start to walk like a model, only the model was not on-ramp and was wiggling here to there. I came here to forget my sad day and I am going back with an aching butt.

"Who is Pelvis? What is Pelvis? Is his name is Pelvis? Maybe, but why did he call that 'my PELVIS is fine?' He is most certainly not mine. I just have met him."

Thinking about his words and walking at the speed of a tortoise, I reach the park gate, which was almost, almost closed. A guard sees me and comes near me.

"What are doing here? The park has already closed."

I look at him and I just want to ask what he eats to make his teeth this yellow and belly this round. Standing on his five feet and three inches of height, with chubby cheeks and a double chin, he wiggles his eyebrows at me, when he found out that I am staring at him. 

He looks adorable as a teddy bear, but with the facial expression of Voldemort.

"Well, then you must have checked that if someone is still inside. Isn't that your job?"

I mock him and he gives me the most annoying look his face could make. "OK, Fine."

"Yes! Fine." As I start to walk towards the gate, he clamps my hand and said, "Mam, Fine."

I look at him and said, "Yes, I am totally fine."

He shakes his head and said, "Mam. you have to pay the fine for violating the rules of the park." With that, the not 

"This place has rules?" 

Using my all senses, I try to figure out the rules and regulation the plants, trees, and the lake needs. But I couldn't find any.

"Yes, Mam and the rules need to be followed by everyone, strictly."

"Even for the Royals?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him and while asking. To my surprise, he moves back from me, covering his nose with his hand.

"Mam, you are so drunk."

"Yeah, I know."

"And you are talking about the Royals? How flagrant you are?"

The little, chubby guard didn't know whom he is talking to, and I, obviously not gonna tell him. 

"Oh please! you don't know anything about the royals, do you? Trust me, they are nothing but fools."

The words which I spoke were sounded enough disrespecting towards The Royals to the guard that he decided to throw me out of the park gate, harshly. 

The guard starts to drag me towards his office by grabbing my arm, while I keep yelling at him to let go of me.

"Sorry Mam, but you need to pay the fine first."

"I won't."

"That's a rule, Mam. You have to."

I stand in front of his desk and he moves towards the drawer, taking out a writing pad from it. Suddenly I start to feel that someone is growling. I look here and there to see who is growling but soon realize that it's my stomach.

And I need a loo. 

"Can I use your restroom?"

"No." 

He denies me the next second I asked him. I stare at him and with a questioning look on my face. He turns his back on me and I continue to stare at him. 

After exactly ten seconds, the guard turns back and looks at me while raising his thick eyebrows. 

"I know people like you. People like you, use these kinds of shallow excuses to get away."

"I don't know which kind of people you are surrounded with. But, trust me, I am not like anyone you know. Now, I am going to your toilet."

I honestly think that his tiny brain is done processing the words I said, but NO, his brain needs more time. He walks towards me and stands in front of me while spreading his arms.

"Do I need to hug you, for allowing me to go to your restroom?"

"No. It means you can't go before giving me the proof that you won't run away."

"Dude, does your restroom has an escape room or any way out, inside of it?"

He stares at me for long enough to figure out whether what I said was an insult or praise. Pointing out a figure at me, he said,

"Either you pay fine or give me any proof for your ID so that even if you run away, I STILL could catch you."

"The question is, 'Why and how, I will run away from your restroom?"

"You will run away because you are capable of running fast and also because you are a criminal."

What? Is this man gone totally mad? How can I be a criminal? I am confused by his words.

"Who said that I am a criminal?"

"A Sir came before you and he said that you are a pickpocket." What the f**k?

"Who said that? And was that man, taller and average looking?"

"He was tall and most certainly handsome than any other man on this planet, and YES, he informed me about you. Criminal."

"And you believe him? Tell me, Sir, how can a girl like me, who looks so hot and rich be a pickpocket? And how can YOU believe a random person saying something about the other random person?"

The Guard facial expression changes from confusion to more, and extra confusion. Confusion with extra cheese, if you know what I mean?

"OK, if you want to prove that you are not a pickpocket, then pay the fine."

I raise my both hands and wave them in the air. "I don't have any cash with me. Now, will you please let me go to the restroom?"

"No."

"Should I do it here?"

The Guard looks like he is about to faint after hearing my statement. He moves away from my path and gets on back.

"What? Why are you at my back?"

"So that you won't run?"

I sigh and made my way towards his 'PRECIOUS RESTROOM.' I get in the toilet look around. Of course, it is not big but it was clean. I remove my panty and sat on the toilet seat. Ah! Finally. Relief.

No matter from which race you are, your gender, your skin color, nothing matters more than the happiness you get on the toilet seat. The relaxation you get is worth a million dollars.

"Mam, are you done?"

I am seriously annoyed by this guard. But then, I don't want to sit in his restroom either. So less space for my long sexy legs. I walk out and see that the guard was just outside. I look at him and he walks towards his desk.

I also decide to move out when I hear from him, from my back.

"Mam, fine?"

"Yes, I am fine now."

"Pay the fine." He says while gritting his teeth. 

I am really angry now. He is asking me to pay the fine for staying late in the park. I was only thirty minutes late. Not much....right?

"Look, Sir, I am telling you, I am no pickpocket, and....OK, for proof, let me just use your phone?"

"Now you don't even have a cell phone. You better give me your ID or any proof or else I'll call the cops."

What? Earlier I was thinking that he was just doing his job, but now I think that he is paid to harass me.

"Cops? For what? For being inside the park late? Or for using your toilet? Anyways, if you call the cops, then I am sure that you will be held responsible first."

He looks at me with the burning lava inside his eyes. "And why that will happen?"

I smile and said, "Because you are responsible for taking care of the park. And in your presence, someone is staying late. Who will be held responsible?"

The guard looks like he didn't have any idea about the forthcoming situation. I am smiling at my victory cause I know this is the end. THE END OF HIS ARGUMENTS.

To my surprise, the guard passes me his one golden teeth smile and says, "You know, I can prove that you are a pickpocket, and so I held you captive. Here."

"For God Sake! I am not a pickpocket. I was drunk..I mean I am still drunk and now I want sleep. So you better let me go."

As I turn, the chubby guard walks closer to me in Ninja Speed and stands in front of me.

"I will let you go, if you pay the fine and show me your ID proof. Otherwise, there is no reason that I WOULD LET YOU GO."

What do I do now? My identity will reveal if this crazy guard called the cop and on top of it, I don't have money.