Chapter 6 — Faye's POV
I was sitting in the carriage, parked just outside the village. I wasn't supposed to be seen,because of my half monster issue and also my new look pink hai ... , so I sat with Regis's three Musketeers—
Wait… what were their names again?
Hector.
Clavis.
Bob.
Right.
Bob was shaking like a leaf, trying (and failing) to look calm. The other two sat frozen like statues, just watching me like I was some kind of dangerous animal.
Then, BANG—the carriage door flew open.
Regis threw himself inside, collapsing next to me. He was crying. Not dignified king crying. No, this was ugly, full-on baby crying. I didn't even laugh—not because I'm kind, but because I was just too confused.
"Wait… Regis, why are you crying?"
Sniff. Sniff. He lowered his head, embarrassed.
Clavis stood up. "My king! Tell us what happened! I'll kill whoever made you cry myself!"
Hector added, "I swear on my life!"
Then Bob, voice flat: "Tell me too, but… yeah, not giving my life. I'm not crazy."
The other two stared at him like he'd grown horns.
Finally, Regis forced the words out between sobs. "B-Bom…"
Clavis and Hector stood instantly. "WE'LL KILL HIM."
Bob just burst out laughing. "He'll kill you, idiots."
Regis blurted it out between sobs:
"HE—HE KISSED ME! ON THE LIPS!"
Silence.
Hector and Clavis looked like they'd been slapped.
Bob covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking.
I froze for half a second… then I lost it.
I couldn't hold it anymore. I tried to stay respectful—but the moment Bob and I locked eyes… we lost it.
Laughter. Pure chaos. I was almost choking. I could barely breathe. "BOM—kissed—you?!"
Bob leaned close. "On the lips too."
Even Hector whispered, "Isn't she supposed to be his fiancée?"
Clavis answered, "It's Bom. Why would she be jealous of him?, its Bom ..."
Meanwhile, Regis was screaming, "Just give me water! I need water!"
Hector ran outside, came back with a whole basin, like we were about to wash a horse or something. Regis shoved his entire head inside, butt in the air.
Bob was crying laughing. So was I.
And then…
Bom showed up.
He stood by the door, removing his blonde wig, smirking like the disaster he was.
"Regis… Your ass is practically waving at us right now."
Regis ripped his head out of the water. "Don't even look at me, you lunatic!"
Bom chuckled. "What a drama king. the Night Terror run away because of you . Happy now?"
Regis glared. "You didn't have to kiss me!"
Bom shrugged. "I had to sell the part. He thought I was Faye."
Bob nodded, chewing popcorn again. "Fair enough. Saved your life, my king."
Hector and Clavis glared death at him.
Regis roared, "Next time, do it WITHOUT kissing me!"
Bom winked. "Can't promise that."
"I will KILL YOU!"
"You can't. You know that."
I was done. "Can we go now before someone sees the fake me in a wig next to the real one? Seriously."
Regis sighed. "Yeah… you're right, baby. Let's move."
Bom was still chuckling like he owned the world.
Then Bob leaned over to him, whispering, "Next time, tell me first. I need to see that live."
I groaned, throwing my head back. "BOB!"