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KAPINGA POV

I woke up extra chirpy today which was odd considering the fact that I was about to go say goodbye and officially resign from my job. I honestly had no idea what was ahead for me but somehow I was excited for what is to come.

After my talk with Aunt Martha yesterday, I went to bed. However, I failed to fall asleep. The decision that I had taken was a big one. I also thought about the whole incident with Prince Muamba. He clearly hated me. I just couldn't understand why though. I spent hours going through all our encounters to figure out how exactly, I had offended him but I had nothing. So, I decided that today I was going to find him and ask him why he hates me so much. The last thing, I needed was to live in a kingdom where the king personally hated me. He had the power to ruin my life and I couldn't have that happening. I was going to find out what it was today and fix it. Even if it meant sucking up to him.

"Let's go guys," Aunt Martha shouted from outside our door. Yes, Mica and I shared a room. I was surprised that Aunt Martha had two rooms considering she lived alone. But I guess it worked well for us now that we lived with her.

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When I got the palace, I first headed to the maid chambers. I helped Aunt Martha where I could to set up everything before the royals woke up. "I need someone to go check on the gym!" Aunt Martha shouted. There was some flu that was going around in the maid quarters, so many of the maids where actually sick. Thus, Aunt Martha was currently short on staff. "I don't mind going," I said after I realised that no one was going to respond to Aunt Martha's request. She looked at me and hesitated. She then asked again for someone to go there as if I just didn't volunteer. This had me pretty annoyed. I wanted to withdraw my offer to help since she clearly hadn't thought me capable of doing such an easy task.

"Fine, Kapinga please go 3 staircases down. The gym is the first door to the left. Just make sure that everything seems intact. Then get out as soon as you are done. Understood?" She asked me looking directly into my eyes. I couldn't understand why she thought that I was incapable of completing such a small task. I must have had a look of annoyance on my face because she started to explain, "Look I don't have time to explain right now so go now and we will talk later!" With that she turned around and scurried off somewhere else. As if her pants were on fire.

I started my way to the gym completely irritated with Aunt Martha's distrust of me. The only reason I heeded to the request still was simply because I lived with the woman. Yes, I am actually a bit too angry at her right now to address her as Aunt Martha. I didn't even realise that I had gone three staircases down until I heard music coming from the left. I then followed the music and found that it was coming from the gym. There was someone already in the gym.

I started panicking. Aunt Marth had not told me that there was going to be someone in the gym so early. I was in the middle of deciding whether I should still go in or make a run for it. Whoever was inside was clearly an intruder and I was not about to risk my life for some silly task. Besides, I saw no guards here so I was truly all alone. I then turned around and began to make my way back to the stairs to find a guard when the gym door opened.

"What are you doing here?" the voice of Prince Muamba asked. Oh God please let it not be him. I can't believe Aunt Martha let me go down here. I turned around and it was really the Prince in all his handsome glory. He was only wearing a pair of shorts and was glistening with sweat from his gym session. At least it wasn't an intruder. When I looked up at him to greet him, I saw it. The prince's face was contoured into one of pure hatred and his voice that I loved so much was laced with a hint of annoyance when he had spoken.

"Why do you hate me so much?" I asked before I could stop myself. I tried to keep my voice neutral and strong but, oh what a terrible fail that was. My voice was filled with hurt and I know for a fact that my face wasn't hiding my emotions either. My mother always said that I had an open face. No matter how hard I tried to hide my emotions, my face always gave it away. I hate this fact about myself. But my mother said that it was good because that way, people could see how I felt and if they truly cared they would fix it. I knew he didn't care. But I needed to know why he didn't just not care but also hated me.

He seemed taken aback from my question. I was pretty direct. Well, I don't know whether it was from my question or from the emotion behind it, but he was stunned. Standing right in front of him so close that we shared oxygen, I could finally see his eyes. They were stormy grey with tiny specks of what seemed to be brown. This was the first time I ever saw grey eyes and damn they were beautiful. Everything about this boy blew my breath away.

"I don't hate you," he said after regaining his composure ultimately pulling me out of my trance. Then he ran away. Yes, he actually ran away from me. 

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QOC: how do you reject somone nicely? Give examples of what you would say

Ps: this extra chapter release is dedicated to friskriel for always being the first to vote for my chapters. I hope you enjoyed this one

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