90 For Good Old Days

The return of Ace’s memories has been kept as a secret. Only a handful of us knows that his memories have returned. It was all for the sake of keeping the chalice a secret to everyone as we still have no idea who’s the traitor just yet.

Therefore, Ace has to pretend that he still doesn’t have his memories.

And I have to say. I was dying inside whenever he pretended to smile and wave at the people greeting him. It was killing him on the inside that we actually have to give him some sort of stress ball just so his fuse won’t suddenly blow up.

“Stop laughing at me!” Ace hissed as we both made our way out of the meeting room the next day.

“Prince Ace.” It was Prince Gregory, who suddenly appeared behind us and grasped his shoulders. I saw Ace’s brow twitching in anger at being touched before he plastered on a fake smile and turned around to face the fairy prince.

“Hello, Prince Fuc - I mean - Gregory.” He said it is a very chirpy tone that he almost choked.