My Emotionless Goddess

The mission was a success and Justin proved to be very useful. Using his sniper skills, he managed to take on several sneak attacks while Miranda protected Scorpion and brought her to safety. Miranda had resulted in luring the enemy away from the civilians in order to avoid casualties.

After successfully rescuing the little woman who was trembling all over, Miranda instructed his head man to transport her to the base. She will be questioned the following day. Just then, the King called Miranda. Justin and her were heading back home in one car after she instructed someone to drive the other back to the villa.

” Greetings your highness!” She said upon receiving the call. Before being a father, he was a king so despite the blood relations, she ought to be formal with him. ” My dear, I heard about the attack in the city, are you alright?” The king’s frantic sound could be heard. Judging from the tone of voice, you could hear the worry deeply etched in it. But Miranda was alien to that emotion. Fear and worry. That’s something her grandfather or should she say old man Lambert trained her to fight against.

” Thanks for your concern, your highness, everything is fine.” Her emotionless self was back yet again. Justin couldn’t help but wonder why the king was calling Miranda personally. ” Is Justin there with you?” The king asked after a Long pregnant pause.

” Yes your highness, Prince Justin is here with me.” Miranda replied honestly. Even after learning the truth about his and her identity, Miranda still addresses him as the prince. He was the prince whether of royal blood or not. He was also the prince of her heart.

” I think we should talk to him now, we have to hasten the plan otherwise things might go south.”

” Do you think this is the right time for that?” Miranda couldn’t help but ask and turn to look at Justin. She hadn’t yet accomplished her mission, she was afraid of his reaction. She was an insecure woman who suffered from separation anxiety. If Justin ended up cutting all ties with her, she wasn’t sure if she’d still survive. She was attached to him already.

” I think the earlier, the better. We can’t delay this any longer. I will do the talking, you can pretend not to know anything about it if you are afraid of his reaction to the news.” Her father understood her worries. They were valid, of course he knew about her separation anxiety disorder so he could relate it to the reluctancy. But things were getting out of hand and had to be solved with immediate effect.

” No need, I’ll stay by his side.” She said and they said their goodbyes.

” Let’s go to the castle, the King is waiting for us.” Miranda turned to say, smiling sweetly at him. Justin frowned. Something was weird here. He could feel it. His sixth sense was telling him that today something will happen that will change his life but he had no idea what. Her Sweet smile was also overdid. What was she hiding from him? Miranda saw him frown and chastised herself. Did she overdo it? She was not one to smile a lot, maybe that gave her away. But she was nervous! Nervous on how he would react to the news.

The two drove silently, thirty minutes later, they were already at the castle gates that served as the Palace. They were granted entrance easily since it was the prince. Today, Justin did not bring his entourage. He felt that it wasn’t needed. Ever since he met her, he has been in her company alone rather than having countless vehicles following behind him. He understood that it was a protocol but he found it unnecessary.

After they stepped out of the car, Miranda held Justin’s hand into hers. Countless emotions invading her heart. Looking directly into his silver eyes, age enunciated every word. ” No matter what happens, always remember that without you I am nothing.” She said seriously, hoping he understood the message she tried to convey. She wanted Justin to know that nothing will ever change in her. She will ALWAYS need him in her boring life. He was the flicker of light that illuminated her rather dark and desolate world. For him, she was willing to Open up her heart which had been closed for years. For him, she could face the whole world head on just to secure him. She could do the unthinkable to keep him by her side.

Justin’s heart started beating erratically. If he had suspicions earlier, then words confirmed everything. What was it that she knew and he didn’t know? He wondered. He opted not to reply and squeezed her palm in his. That was enough for Miranda, at least he heard her words. They walked hand in hand not caring about whoever saw them. That did not matter to the two.

The King’s butler cum secretary welcomed them to the office. ” Greeting princess, my prince!” He was respectful. Justin caught a change on how Miranda was addressed but shrugged it. Maybe she earned the title of princess after they got engaged. Yes! That should be it. He reasoned inwardly.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The king was not sitting on his throne today, rather, he occupied one of the sofas in his study room. When the two arrived, he stood and hugged the two of them. Something Justin felt like it’s weird but ended up shrugging it yet again. Two servants arrived carrying refreshments. After they served the three people in the room, they left after being dismissed.

” Miranda dear, I prepared your favourites, have a taste and see if they’re to your liking.” The King said endearingly. His eyes spoke of the immeasurable gentleness that was depicted even in his actions. Not standing on the ceremony, Miranda took a bite of the desert, letting the sweetness caress her palate.

” How is it?” The King asked anxiously. It’s the first time he treated his daughter to a dessert. He had made sure it was well prepared personally.

” It’s good.” She replied and turned to look at Justin who was looking at them weirdly. Why do I think that they are closer than before? He questioned himself.

” Justin, the coffee is to your liking, try it.” The king then shifted his attention to his adopted son. He was feeling remorseful at this point for caging him with the title of a crown prince.