Chapter 62 - The Ghost That Taunts Me (part Two)

"What was that?" she asked me.

"I was just telling the servant to stop it. She is packing my clothes all wrong, isn't her name Francine?" I asked.

"Oh, alright," she said and moved to pack my belongings herself. I released a sigh of relief for escaping such a close death. My life would be easier without this annoying ghost, I thought.

The tea was good but it is just a distraction to keep my mind away from the fact that I would be living home soon. Going to school is not a problem for me as I love studying, the only problem is the curse that forces me to turn into a dragon on a full moon. It is once a month and on other days transformation is completely by free will.

"All done," my mother announced and made her way back to me. "I have packed all your belongings and some snacks for the trip," she said to me sweetly.

"If only you weren't sending me far away from you then I would praise you," I told in a pout.

"You know that I am doing this only for you. I want you to become a great king and for that, you need proper education my darling," she said taking a seat next to me. "I love so much and everyone else loves you too," she added.

"I love you too."

The servants moved my belongings to the chariot, mother escorted me to out of the palace and bid me farewell. Entering the chariot I wave to my mother one more time before we leave.

"Hello Annak," I greeted.

"Greetings my prince," she greeted back. She is my governess, a great witch at that. She has been tasked to take care of me for as long as I can remember. She goes wherever I go especially when I leave the palace.

"Are you excited about school?" she asks and I nod my head to her.

"I am, it will be good for me to be away from the palace for a while," I say. 'It will allow me to explore the school library for information about the past.'

"It will be nice to make friends too. In school you can just be you without worry," she said and I smiled.

"I will rest for a while before we get there," I informed her and closed my eyes to sleep.

Leaning back I closed my eyes to sleep, it is very difficult to sleep at night with a ghost beside my ear asking if I have fallen asleep every five seconds. This is a good time as any for me to sleep as I have a lot to do when I get to school. A school for magic sounds cool.

"Hello Francis," I heard Annak say right before I fell into slumber. My mind became alert and I listened.

"Hello whisperer," Francis greeted. "How are you?"

"I am fine. I would ask you how you are but the answer would be the same as usual. But don't worry things will get better," she said to comfort him.

"How is he doing?"

"Blaming himself for your death, the guilt of your death eats him up every day. He misses you so much," she replied.

"How I wish that I could show myself in front of him. He doesn't deserve to hold himself responsible for something that wasn't his doing. And as long as Ander doesn't release me, I am stuck here," he said in a pained voice.

"You will reunite soon. Your love story is still incomplete and it will be completed when the two of you reunite."

"I wish for that more than anything but sadly I have long lost hope that happening. There is a reason that the prince shattered me without killing me. I think that he is planning something but in all these years of being around him he has never once spoken about it," Francis said and sighed.

"Everything will be fine, after we get you back everything else will fall into place," she assured him.

"Or the opposite could happen. Many lives might be ruined by my return."

I listened to hear who they were talking about but they stopped talking. The conversation was about me in the end but who was the man they spoke about at the beginning. Who is that man and why did Francis speak as though insinuating that I was the one who killed him.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked out the window. Watching the trees was relaxing and it kept me from thinking too much into the weird conversation. Being proven wrong is not something I enjoy but I think I just met someone who can see and speak to the ghost. And she seems to know about his past but like others, she will surely not tell me what she knows even if I ask her.

The ride to the school as long as the school was located in the outskirts of the kingdom. The royal chariot traveled the land with two dragons flying above us to ensure my safety. It is heartwarming to see how my mother takes care of me. She dotes on me as though I am a baby even though I am a fully grown man.

The subjects of Arimelari bow their heads as we ride past them. The formality is not needed but since it is a custom that has been there for ages who am I to question it and say anything.

"We are almost there," Annak informed me.

"Sure."

I had my hand outside the window, the wind felt so nice on my skin. I closed my eyes to enjoy this magical feeling of having my skin kissed by the breeze when I felt a brush against my hand. Opening my eyes I glanced at my hand and realized that my bracelet was missing.

"Stop," I ordered with gritted teeth, the chariot stopped. 'How dare someone steal from,' I thought as I jumped down from the chariot. Taking a quick sniff of the air I got the scent of the person who stole my bracelet.

"What is wrong your Highness?" I heard Annak ask but I had already started running after the thief so I couldn't answer him. Running through the marketplace and past the dusty streets, I chase the scent at full speed.

'I am so going to hurt this thief. How dare he make a prince run, doesn't he/she know that a prince should never run,' I thought as I continued to chase after the bracelet thief.

One thing was for sure, the thief was so going to regret stealing from me. Because of him, I have apologized for who knows how many people that I have run into while chasing him and it is not good for a prince to apologize. Especially if that prince is me.

I track the scent down to a dark alley, taking deeps breaths I make one step at a time into the dark alley. The place seemed deserted and abandoned but the thief came this way so that is where am going. The bracelet was a gift from my father, my grandmother told me that it belonged to him and he wished for me to have it. So no matter what come may, I will get that bracelet back and whoever took it should pray to their gods for mercy.

I had some movements at a distance, it sounded like someone was being beaten up. I rushed to the scene to see what was going on to five a boy who seems to be my age beating up a couple of older men.

"What are you doing?" I asked confused as to how such a small boy can beat up men as well built as Malcolm and Marcel. The boy turns around and faces me, he looks mad.

"And who might you be?" he asked me. His voice deep and husky, he stood with his hand to his waist. And he is wearing my bracelet in his hand.

"The one whose bracelet you stole. Give it back," I said reaching out my hand to collect my bracelet from him but the boy had the nerve to slap my hand away. I glared at him and glared back at me.

"And if I don't?" he asks with a sense of arrogance. It irritates me how much in just this few minutes he reminds me so much of that ghost. Speaking of which where is that ghost.

I looked around for him and found him leaning on the wall watching us like this was some entertaining show. "Help me," I say to him.

"Why should I?"

"If you help me then I will free you," I tell to him.

"I would but I don't think you know how to free me so I won't waste my energy on an empty promise. And it looks like you got this under control so I will just watch," he said.

"I am so never freeing you from me," I said angrily and turn my attention back to the boy who stole my bracelet and found that he was gone.

"You probably shouldn't have turned your back to him," Francis remarked. I so wish he was human, I would have burned him to ashes by now.