Imprisoned

Chapter # 32

"You are so dead, Prince!"

A scowl escaped my lips, holding the vase, targeting Prince who was holding the pillow to defend himself from my assault.

"I told you, I am sorry! Please..!" He said breathlessly, peeking from the pillow.

"Asshole, You could have told me Nathaniel is my brother instead of making things complicated!" I growled, moving to the side, finding the right spot to hit him.

"Hey! The vase will hit, put it down." He said, trying to convince me but to no avail.

"I am sorry, It's just him and I are not on good terms." He tried to reason but I got on top of bed.

"You could have told me!" I hissed throwing the vase but he managed to dodge it,

"Even I have never raised my hands against you, woman!" He shouted, covering himself with the pillow.

"It doesn't matter! What else are you hiding from me, huh?" I snarled, getting down and grabbing another vase.

"L-Love, please try to understand... He is far more lethal-"

"Stop your excuses!" I was about to throw the vase but Prince ducked and ran out of the room.

"Come back here, Prince!" I shouted, going after him but the moment he ran to the corridor, he stumbled upon Nathaniel as they both fell down.

I was standing in the middle of the corridor with everyone, holding a vase and veins popping out from my skin in fury.

"Your sister has lost it." Prince whispered hurriedly, getting away from him and moving back.

Nathaniel noticed Prince holding a pillow and me a vase as he smirked and said, "Pinched you when I was doing it in your stead."

He teased me but I wasn't in the mood for games, constantly growling at him. If he had told me before I would be mentally prepared to meet my sibling but no...

"That asshole never told me straight about you. And I always wondered why you care for me so much." I hissed, coming closer but Prince moved back and everyone was amused but I wasn't enlivened by it.

"I can understand. He shot me after all." Nathaniel shrugged, chuckling a little.

"Huh? When? You even shot my Brother?!" I yelled at Prince, jaw dropping to think what else he was hiding from me.

"Now you are taking his side? You just met him." Prince argued.

I stopped, turning to him. He laughed a little and turned to look at Prince with a vile expression.

"That was long ago. I wanted to take revenge but don't wanna give your beloved a scar or make you window- especially after seeing your love for him or else..."

Nathaniel trailed off, putting his hand in his trouser and moving close to Prince, giving him a vile look.

"You don't have to mention it over and over again." Prince muttered and I threw the vase again.

"What the hell, Cinzel?!" Prince gasped, barely dodging it.

"It is entertaining to see the Almighty Prince being frightened of his a decade and half younger bride." Nathaniel smirked but it irked me. The word young has begun to get on my nerves as I glared at him.

"What?" Nathaniel shrugged, I wanted to hit him for calling me young too but he was scary so I didn't. Rolling my eyes, I turned to Prince again.

"It could hit me, Love."

"You- You-" Growling, I tried to think of something to do to him and then an idea struck me.

He tried to reason but a dark smirk came to my lips, coming closer but it alarmed him about my intention.