Mary's POV

My heart was beating fast to hear what my prince was going to say. I looked at him intensely in the face, at his dreamy eyes which were getting swayed by confusion. His lips mumbled. I guess he wasn't sure if to say this or not.

"What's it honey?" I beat both hands on his chest, grabbing his shirt. I feigned a cry, twisting my face. I was exhibiting all the girlish tactics I could to make sure he spit out what was bothering him in his mind.

"I think I'm going to leave the royal family." My jaw dropped with horror.

"What did you just say?" I...