Chapter 18: Chapter 18

Zamiel's POV

"Are you still upset with me?" I asked Imogen over breakfast, and she just kept chewing her food loudly, as if trying to prevent herself from hearing me.

Even if she made it seem.like she wasn't doing anything wrong, I felt really hurt. I never liked her anger towards me, it really had its way of tearing my heart apart.

"I have already apologized to you, I said I am sorry" I pleaded with her, but she just kept silent. She didn't even act like I was talking to her, she pretended like I wasn't even there, like I didn't exist.

A strong pleasant scent suddenly hit me, and I raised my head to see who it was.

Heaven was happily walking down the stairs with a big smile on her face. I looked at the way her eyes darted everywhere.

At one point, it felt like she was looking for someone, but she rolled her eyes and continued her journey to the dining table.

With that smile glued to her face, she pulled out a seat and joined us for breakfast.

The moment she sat down, Imogen left the dining table at once. It really changed the atmosphere, and made things even more complicated than they already were.

Heaven's smile suddenly faded, and I could see that she was just struggling to eat her food. I would act in the same manner as well.

I understood what she was feeling. Imogen had this way of making your heart feel so heavy, whenever you offended her or managed to get on her bad side.

"Are you ready?" I asked her when she dropped her spoon, and was about to leave. I needed to divert her thinking from the atmosphere.

"Yes, I left my bag upstairs, I'll just go get it quickly, and then we can leave together" she smiled and ran up the stairs. I couldn't help but wonder what had made her so happy.

It was really strange that her attitude just changed immediately when she remembered her bag.

She seemed really down last night, and today, she is smiling so much.

Heaven's POV

I ran to my room as quickly as I could, to get my bag. And just as I was about to leave, I met Imogen on the way out. It was as if she had been waiting for me, it didn't seem like a complete coincidence to me.

I wanted to avoid her, she didn't seem happy last night, and I wasn't ready to be a victim of circumstances just yet.

In fact, this morning, she seemed more upset than last night. She didn't say a word to me, but it was all over her attitude. She needed to do no talking about it. It was already crystal clear.

"So that's it? You are walking away just like that?" She drew my attention, just when I wanted to escape from her.

It was my fault anyways, instead of me to just turn away, and leave immediately, I stayed back, and my mind drifted off to somewhere else.

I turned around to look at her, as she cat walked to where I stood.

"Do you think it would be so easy for you to just come here?. And try to take possession of what is not yours?" She raised her voice at me.

What did I do to her now?.

Possession of what exactly?

Is she really talking to me, or to somebody behind me?.

Because, as far as I know, I haven't taken anything that belonged to her. I have barely touched anything of hers, not like I know where she keeps her stuff to go mess with them.

"Excuse me" were the only sensible words I could think of. My brain was completely blank, it had gone on a journey without me.

"Oh! You Are not excused my dear" her eyes flickered, folding her arms and resting them on her chest. What ever it was, she was talking about, I was in for a lot of trouble. And to her, it didn't matter whether I was at fault or not.

"I don't understand you, please tell me what I did wrong" I was getting tired of her childish anger…at least that was how I saw her attitude towards me. Plus, I was getting late for work.

"Why would you understand? You don't seem to understand anything, and sometimes I wonder if you even have a brain to help you understand.

Now listen to me!" She sounded firm, as she took a pause. Probably because she saw the confusion on my face. Did she just call me dumb, and completely brainless?.

Wow! I don't think I have ever been so insulted in my entire life, and that too from a princess.

"I am going to say this very slowly, so that empty skull of yours can understand, '' she added, and before I could say anything she interrupted.

"Stay…away…from…my…brother'' she dragged her statement so slowly, and for some reason, it felt like an insult and a big slap on my face.

"You are already married to a prince.

And yet, you are not satisfied. So you think it's best if you go after his cousin right?" She paused to see my expression, and I guess with a little hope, that I was going to give her an answer.

"If you cannot keep that thing in between your legs closed, and you wish to jump form one man to another. Then, it is best you get a job at a strip club, or better still become a full time pr*stitute.

Not only will it quench your urge. It will also suit you better" she forced a smile on her face. As she kept on talking non stop, it was even more sad that I couldn't even talk for myself.

I was tongue tied

"I am not going to sit back, and watch you mess around with my brother, so take your eyes off him.

And you better stay away from Zamiel or else…" she warned, and ended her threat there, before walking away from me.

I didn't even realize I had begun crying until I felt something wet drop on my leg. And looked down to see that it was my own tears.

I wiped my tears, I wasn't going to let her ruin my day. If she wants me to stay away from Zamiel, then I will do exactly just that. There was no need for her to talk to me like that.

"What took you so long??" Zamiel questioned, when he noticed that I had successfully climbed down the stairs.

"It's nothing" I shook my head, and then looked at Imogen. The look she gave me, was more deadly than the look of a tigress…though no tigress had ever stared at me before. I could imagine the way it would stare at me, just by looking at Imogen.

" Let's go" he turned around, taking two steps forward, but soon stopped when he realized that I wasn't following him.

He lowered his eyebrows and he needed not to say anything, I already knew what he was going to ask me.

"I think it would be best if I just get a taxi, '' I suggested.

"You are not going to get a taxi anywhere near this castle" he reminded me, raising an eyebrow.

"Then, I think I'll just let one of the guards drive me to work. If it is possible" I looked at the ground, I didn't want to look at him..if I did then I wouldn't be able to keep up with the act.

I didn't want him to know that his sister, was fully responsible for my sudden change of attitude towards him.

"Is that what you want?" He came closer to me, and I could feel his breath on my skin.

"Ye…ye..yes" I stammered, taking a few steps backwards, away from him.

"Alright then, suit yourself" he shrugged and called a guard.

"He will be the one to drive you to work today, and in case you want to return on your own.

He will bring you back" he handed the car keys over to the guard, and headed towards the stairs.

"Where are you going? Aren't you also going to work?" I asked him, it was weird that he had dressed up, and then returned to his room all of a sudden.

"If you can decide as a princess that you want to be driven to work by a guard, instead of a prince. Then why can't I decide as a prince, that I am not going to work today" he raised an eyebrow and left me speechless.

He stood at the bottom of the stairs, for a few seconds, and when he noticed that I had no response. He climbed upstairs.

I could tell that I had made him upset. And it got me wondering if I did the right thing, I saw the unending smile on Imogen's face. At least she is happy now.

"Shall we, my princess?" the guard asked, and I nodded my head as a yes, because I couldn't get myself to say any more words.