Prince Diaries

"You spoiled little rich boy!" she snarled at him. "If you weren't such a fucking selfish dumbass he'd still be alive!"

"I... I never meant..."

"Fuck off! Just leave us alone! I will never forgive you."

~PD~

Dear Diary,

I had the dream again. It's been what, five years now? It still feels like yesterday. Every day feels like Rick died yesterday.

Was it really my fault? I insisted on dangerous adventures with minimal security. That was my fault. The assassin was complete surprise.

No one had threatened the crown until that day. Rick saved him, the Crown Prince, at the price of his own life. He had fled Florengald within hours, to stay under an alias with his father's friend. Eventually he became an actor, as his father was before he married the Crown Princess now Queen Juliella of Florengald. His intent was to create a persona that would not fail his people and Japan was the test run. As for the assassin, the uprising quickly died as none were interested in harming the beloved monarchs.

I have another busy day today but there is something on my mind.

The girl I met during our Royal Visit to Japan. We're coworkers now. I never told her my real identity. She's changed. She's closed off her heart to love. I begrudgingly admit I find this disappointing.

I want the full story. How could such a sweet girl become hateful? Is she really?

I know I have no business with her and this is a counter productive distraction. My time here is drawing to a close. I am expected back for my 22nd birthday and can't afford distractions. I can't afford to develop feelings for someone who will not return them if I must marry by 24.

Perhaps it is time for me to brush up on court etiquette. My obligation is to my country, not my own fancy. Rick showed me that. Florengald is my love. I must live for her alone.

With troubled heart,

Crown Prince Koun Hizuri of Florengald