Chapter 4: Bom's POV
Regis kicked me. Hard. Then he kicked me again. And again and again ! .
But, of course, I felt nothing. So, naturally, I laughed. That only made him
angrier.
Now he was mad. Like, really Really mad.
I grinned. "Oh? Getting frustrated, Your Majesty my apologies ?"
His glare could have set me on fire. Instead of waiting for his next move, I
did what any brilliant and genius person would do—I ran. Around Faye's
bed. In circles.like it was a marathon.
Regis chased after me, his eyes burning with rage. The guards? They just
stood there, watching the most ridiculous scene ever. And Bob? My beloved
popcorn-delivering friend Bob? Still munching away, completely unbothered by
the madness unfolding before him.
Then, suddenly, a soft, confused voice cut through the chaos.
"Why are you running? Who are you? Where am I?"
Silence. Complete, absolute silence.
Imagine waking up from the dead, only to see a king and a ridiculously
handsome doctor—aka me , playing cat and mouse around your Amazing ,Iconic,
truly.
I skidded to a stop and turned toward her. With a dramatic flair, I leaned
in, gently lifted her chin, and smirked.
"Welcome back, pretty, Faye."
She blinked, looking dazed. "Faye?who is Faye"
Before I could answer, something—or rather, someone—sent me flying
across the room. I crashed against the wall with an impressive thud.
A deep, furious voice followed.
"Guess who?
1) The tall guard,
2) Bob, or
3) Regis?
You have ten seconds—tick, tock—time's up!"
Right answer? Regis, of course! Obvious answer !
Regis' POV
I had been running after that infuriating man, my patience thinner
than a sword's edge, when I heard a familiar voice.
Her voice.
I turned, heart pounding. And there she was—my fiancee Faye. Awake. Alive.
Something was different, though. Her golden blonde hair had turned a soft
shade of pink. But she was breathing. She was looking at me. That was all that
mattered to me .
I ran to her, pulling her into my arms. Holding her as tightly as I could, I
whispered, "Finally, my love. Never leave me again never"
She stiffened.
Then she asked the one question that shattered my world.
"Who are you?"
I froze.
I pulled back slightly, searching her eyes. "What did you say,
Faye?"
She looked at me, confusion etched across her delicate features. "I
said Who are you? And… who is Faye?"
My heart plummeted.
She didn't remember.
Faye's eyes darted around the room, desperate for
something—anything—familiar. Panic flickered across her face. My hands trembled
as I cupped her cheeks, but before I could say anything, a familiar, irritating
voice chimed in.
"Oopsie," Bom muttered. "I forgot something in the candy. Or
maybe... I can fix it for a little extra payment who knows?"
I turned to him, rage bubbling inside me. "What are you talking about?
What candy?! You kissed in front of me ! her to bring her back to life! I
don't even want to remember that"
Bom's face lit up with amusement. He threw his head back played with his
hair and laughed. "Oh, you thought the kiss brought her back?
Maybe I should summon the seven dwarves while I'm at it!", he laught again.
I clenched my fists. "Bom—"
He waved a hand dismissively. "Relax, Your Highness. The kiss was for dramatic
effect for Show . What actually revived her was the candy I had in my
mouth. A special one, crafted from Roktár, Diamómdia, and a bit of gold.
Though, oopsie—looks like I forgot the dragon blood. That explains the memory
loss. My bad sorry !"
I stared at him, absolutely livid. "You forgot the dragon
blood and you kissed her for show ?!"
Bom gave me an exaggerated puppy-eyed look. "Oopsie again my king ?"
I saw red. He was messing with me.
I couldn't handle it anymore…
I lunged at him, but of course, the bastard took off again. And
where did he run?
Around Faye's bed. Again.
Faye, still in shock, just watched in confusion as I chased Bom in circles,
trying to strangle him but he was too fast .
Bob casually stepped up beside her, holding out his popcorn. "Want some
popcorn, Lady Faye?"
And that was the moment I truly lost my sanity.