Bab 194: Crown Princess Consort 5

"Why...why is he always...in the...limelight?" 

The despondent and distressed voice of Prince Noore resounded in the private room. Slumped over a couch with a lost glaze in his eyes, the prince of the Amayan Empire was surrounded by scantily dressed females and a few young masters.

"Your Highness, your goal isn't one easy to surpass. Why don't you sit back and relax instead? Or is it really that hard to discard the unachievable goal and live your life to the fullest?" Khan Boen's face scrunched up in a frown.

He couldn't understand why Prince Noore was lamenting over a responsibility that seemed too heavy of a burden, if you asked him, for him to carry. 

Wasn't it already good that he could live a luxurious life as the only son of the Regent Prince? So why was he still chasing after a throne that only slipped through his grasp the harder he tried to hold it?

"Hmph...Boen, you're not a prince, so you won't understand the feelings of a prince."