บท 101: What has he done to me?

Storm

What the hell is wrong with me?

I angrily tugged my hair, feeling irritated with myself for the feeling coursing through me. I don't know what it is about that man with purple eyes that makes me wish to envelop him in a hug.

"Damn it!" I threw my throwing knife at the board, just above my head guard's head. He flinched but didn't say a word, used to my way of randomly throwing things whenever I'm pissed.

Right now, I have this urge to match over to my room and strangle that beautiful man, but somehow, I can't get my legs to move.

Whenever I tried to get rid of him, it felt like a part of me didn't wish for that. Most times, it feels like I'm somehow fighting with myself, which doesn't make any sense at all! How can someone fight with themselves?

"My prince."

A knock on my door interrupted me from my thoughts. Phil, the head of my guard, gave me a look before he turned, to open the door.