《Peace Offering To The Cursed Prince》Chapter 65 - Death Wish
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Prince Sebastian's eyes snapped open a moment later and he was surprised to see a lady lying on him.
"Who dares?" he gritted his teeth as his hands went around her neck. But he paused before he tightened his grip. Why does this feel familiar? He thought. At that thought memory of his last moment played in his head.
He let go of her neck grateful that he did not snap it in a single move. "What the hell was she doing placing her head on my chest he asked himself as he relaxed back on the bed. He could not explain why he paused but he was grateful for it.
He was more grateful that the princess was unaware of his intention. He did not want her to get scared and run away from him. She was his sunshine and he will hate to see her avoid him.
Ellen on the other hand felt the grip on her neck. Although it took her a while to realize. She jumped to her feet the moment she remembered she had her head on the prince's chest.
Prince Sebastian felt her movement and not knowing how to face her, closed his eyes and pretended to still be unconscious. He knew that his hands around her neck were what must have woken her up.
Ellen held her chest grateful that the grip she felt in her neck was not real.
She looked at the bed and worried watch through her. Why on earth was he not waking up?" She asked herself. She looked around the room before looking back at him. " please wake up," Ellen whispered looking at the prince.
She was really becoming scared, especially with people like One who did not trust her. Prince Sebastian heard her, even if she almost murmured the words to herself.
"Are you worried about me sunshine," the prince asked. Of course, he did not voice it out. The fact that she cared about him, really warmed his heart and he wanted to continue the act so she could take care of him.
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As she continued to look at what ought to be his face she felt the urge to look at his actual face. 'Dont!" She scolded herself.
'Why? It not like the prince will know if I look at his face," an argument started in her head.
"Sure, but what if Jeffery walks in?" The debate continues in her mind. Ellen unconsciously looked towards the door.
"Just a quick peep, he is your husband after all. It is natural to want to see his face," she thought and with this thought, Ellen sat on the bed.
Prince Sebastian felt her moment close to him. "What are you up to now?" He asked mentally. Earlier when he realizes she was the one the feeling of their closeness made him happy.
Ellen's hands shook as she pulled off the mask from his face. The prince was surprised by Ellan's actions.
"What the hell! does she have a death wish," he thought as she pulled the mask gently from his face. He wanted to hold her hand and stop her. No, if it was someone else attempting to take off his mask he did already strangle such a person to death. But he felt helpless when it comes to the princess. Moreover, he anticipated her reaction when she sees his face. Prince Sebastian was aware of the rumor going about his appearance.
So he naturally wanted to see her reaction so he allowed her to take off the mask. Ellen gradually pulls up the mask from his face. She did it as quietly as possible in other not to wake him up.
She did not take everything off she wanted to gently returned it without getting caught.
Prince Ellen's jaw dropped open when she saw the handsome face before her. She had not expected this. She thought she might find numerous scare or hair. She was not sure what she expected but she knew she did not expect her eyes to look down on the most handsome man she has seen her entire life.
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He oddly looked familiar like she has met him before. Ellen shook her head consulting she was mistaken. She was so carried away with his looks that she unknowingly raised her hand and was about to run it on his face when something held it mid-air.
Ellen was taken by surprise so she looked at her hand to find it in the of another. What's going on, she thought looking back at his face?
Her heart almost limped out of her chest when her gaze locked in his beautiful blue eyes.
She froze unable to process the situation. Prince Sebastian looked at her, his gaze was firm and there seem to be nothing gentle about it.
I am dead," Ellen screamed in her head when she eventually realized what is going on. She wanted to say something or find an excuse but for the first time in forever, Ellen's brain seems unable to function.
Fear crip into her and she had the urge to cry but she bites back the tears. By biting in her lips so hard.
Prince Sebastian who has been watching her every much so intensely swallowed when he saw her biting on her lips. His body was reacting strangely to her movement.
"What going on with me?" Prince Sebastian asked himself. Pull it together," he scolded himself in his heart before letting go of Ellen's hand.
"Do you have a death wish?" Prince Sebastian asked. His gaze still locked with Ellen. Ellen felt her throat dried up. "I should not have done that," Ellen scold herself. Ellen blinks her eyes. Confusion washes through her as she understood the meaning of his words. "Was he going to kill me?" Ellen asked herself.
"Are you going to kill me?" princess Ellen asked. Her palm had become sweltering. She swallowed hard as she saw his piercing gaze on her. It was the type that a predictor gave its prey.
What is she talking about?" The prince wondered? He would never kill her. Even if he wanted to the prince knew she meant too much to him to hurt her.
No, I am not going to kill you but you are going to die," the prince replied.
Ellen closed her eyes, "what on earth do you mean? If you would not kill me then how would I die?" She wanted to snap at him but she only managed to open her mouth without being able to say anything.
"How?" She managed to whisper after the short pause.
How? Have you not heard the rumor? Or are you just playing dumb?" The prince questioned as he sat up on the bed.
Princess Ellen looked at the prince, feeling more confused. There were many rumors about the crown prince so she was not sure which he was talking about.
"The one that says I am cursed. Tell me why you think my face is always covered?" The prince asked. Ellen shook her head. She was not sure why.
The rumor said it was because he had indeed turned into a beast but he looked perfectly human. So what other reasons could there be?"
"Anyone that sees my face die," the prince replied. His face was looking serious so Ellen knew he was dead serious.
So am going to die?" Ellen whispered. But she never heard of such a rumor. Not even in the prince quarter.
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