Chapter 52

The time was just a few minutes past ten that night and the Prince, Rowan was home but not in full peace. He was drunk. He couldn't get a hold of himself at the event since he had a lot going on his mind. Reminiscing all through he decided to have some bottles of hard alcoholic drink which calms his nerves down.

He laid on his bed like a lifeless being before the door had someone knock on it.

“Who the fuck is it?”

“It's me, Beatrice”.

“The door's open, open up”.

She walked in right through the door and realized he was nothing but a mess.

“What the hell is all these about?”

“Are you mad?”

“What?”

“Is that the best way to say a welcome to your king?”

“Rowan you're drunk, like can't you see that?”

“You're the one who's drunk, and hey, for the record, I love your blouse. It's so nice and you look so sexy in them”.

“Hmm, you need to have a thorough bath and also have this place cleaned up”.