PRINCE KLOUD’S POV

I woke up to an empty bed. I expected it after being an a*s to Prince Ulysses. 

I stood outside the bathroom door and listened to his muffled sobs. My pride would not let me comfort him as I walked out of the bedroom and went for a run. 

When I returned to the room, Prince Ulysses was still in bed. I pretended not to care, got in bed, and closed my eyes. I felt him toss and turn for hours until he finally gave up. I listened to ...