The Royal Contract

Chapter 942

Chapter 942: Getting to know each other

He eyed the front of the windshield, focusing on the sharp turn he had to make. He could barely see the road ahead, but years of cruising this course allowed his muscle memory to drive for him.

His body shook from the tremendous force of the turn, making him lean more on the other side. But his training had taught him how to handle such pressure.

The speed was the only thing that made him feel free while the rest of the world had become his prison. But it was a sentence he had willingly taken in exchange for the chance to serve his Kingdom. He believed his duty was his only purpose for being alive.

“Come on, just one more lap.” He muttered forcefully to himself, pushing his body and mind to his limit.

He knew under his condition, he should not be driving, but it was his only way of expelling his thoughts of her. It was the only way he could get rid of her from his mind.

“Aaaggghhh!” He furiously screamed as he pushed his feet harder on the pedal. It was the final leg. Then, it was over.

But frustratingly, even his only comfort could not help him as he let go of the fuel and slowly drifted the car to its pit stop. Then, gradually the vehicle slowed down until it made its full stop.

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“Are you crazy?” Rick shouted at him when the door opened. He could not believe how recklessly Lance had been behind the steering wheel. He drove like a madman on the race track.

“No. I am not.” Lance answered, but he did not move from his seat. “Come on, Camille, I don’t have all day.” He shouted over the loud noise.

Then, the woman he was about to marry who stood beside Rick moved closer to the open passenger seat. She looked hesitant to enter the vehicle.

“Are you sure that it is safe?” She asked, still having doubts about what Lance wanted her to do.

“Are you mad?” Rick was now at his wit’s end. He could not believe that Lance had every intention of putting the life of the future Queen of their land in jeopardy. “Please, Lance, stop this nonsense.”

He would not have allowed the Prince to drive in his state if he had known that he was in the tracks. But his buddy did not inform him intentionally that he was taking the car for a spin. Because Lance knew he would have stopped him.

Now, this was purely irrational. Rick could not allow this to happen. It was already madness to put the future King in this life-threatening situation, but to endanger the Queen top. That was madness.

“If you want the wedding to happen, you will enter this vehicle at this very instant,” Lance shouted louder, already in his last straw.

He knew he was acting irrational and insane, but this was his last act before he gave his life to the throne. He would like an assurance that he was doing it for the right reason.

He knew that he was a good driver despite his slight impairment. But he was not reckless. He would not put the Queen in danger but only wanted her to see his life before she decided to tie her fate with his.

Besides, if fate wanted him dead, he would have died in that car accident. “Last chance.” He looked at the woman who seemed nervous and was about to faint.

His mind thought she was nothing like Eida. Then, he quickly chastised himself for going there. He should stop comparing everyone to her. She was nothing.

When he believed she would walk away, he was surprised that she suddenly climbed inside the car and leaned on the chair. “So, what now?” She asked as she held the buckles in her hand, not knowing what to do.

“Put them on,” Lance answered without looking at her as his eyes focused on the road ahead.

“Both of you, get out of the car.” Rick stood by the door with his disapproving look. He could not believe that the future of their land was behaving like they had lost their minds.

“Either you help me with my seatbelt or move away.” Camille looked at his team captain, still shaken but seemingly determined.

“Trust me, Rick, I know what I am doing.” Lance finally said to his friend. Then, he saw him shake his head in surrender as he leaned forward to help Camille in securing her body in the seat.

“Just don’t do what you just did.” Rick reminded him as he moved away, closing the doors again.

He would pray to all the Gods if that could help this young man from killing himself. He knew what his friend was going through, but there was no way he could help him but be there for him.

Then, the car sped away. Thankfully, it was moving slower than earlier. He knew that Lance was one of the best drivers in the circuit. But what he was going through might have impaired his rationality. However, he was not losing hope in his future King.

While inside the car, Camille held tightly to anything her hands could hold on to as the car started picking up speed. She knew how to drive but only at a specific speed limit. Putting her life into a dangerous stunt was never her style.

“Hold on tightly and keep taking deep breaths,” Lance instructed as he steadily increased his speed.

He watched her closely, monitoring her movements. Of course, he was also concerned about her welfare. He did not want her to have a heart attack out of tremendous fright, although he knew she was as healthy as an ox.

“What is the purpose of this?” She asked as she held on to what remained of her bravery.

She knew she did not have to do this. But she also wanted to show Lance that he was not alone in this sacrifice. If he believed he was doing this for the Kingdom at the expense of his freedom.

Well, she was also doing the same thing.

On the other hand, if this was his ploy to make her back out of this marriage by threatening her life, he better think of something more creative than this. She did not easily break by frightening situations.

Lance finally answered her. “Getting to know each other.”