Two months before Prince Scot turned twenty one, the Royal academy was buzzing with activity. First it was the talent show where different departments had to showcase their skills to sponsors and recruiters. This was a job opportunity for the exiting students as different companies attended in their numbers. Meryln was uneasy and suspicious that Prince Scot did not object to her dancing nor did he intimidate her dancing partners like he always did.
“What are you up to Scot?” she asked him, suspicions.
Prince Scot chuckled “I trust you, isn’t that what you wanted?” he asked, amused.
“You are not planning on abducting my partners on the day, are you?” she asked, still suspicious. He was just too calm for her liking.
“That’s a good idea, I might just do that” he teased.
“Scot!” she
