Chapter 51

*sometimes life can be insensitive *

Somewhere in France

Prince william Obazee was seated on a bench outside the hospital garden , warm head cover occluded his scraped head where the bandages had been removed, he was clad in long sweater and joggers with light palms, somehow he managed to walk with the aid of a walking stick due to the slight limp on his left leg that was yet to heal.

He was sick and tired of the hospital smells and the female nurses who threw advances shamelessly at him, the serenity of the garden was just what he needed , the quite breeze that danced around him somehow calmed the storms in his head.

It was another dream that had woken him up , this had driven him to leave the confines of his hospital bed , he racked his brains to remember the events that had unfold in his dreams

He saw her again in his dream it was still blurry but it was him making a promise to her

'I don't make promises princess but when I do I make sure its what I can keep'