My Boyfriend Stole My Crown for his Fake Princess Chapter 05

My Boyfriend Stole My Crown for his Fake Princess Chapter 05

Charlotte’s POV 

After Savannah says that, laughter breaks out around the room. 

I say calmly, “Since you’re not leaving, I’ll have to call the Guard. You’re trespassing. Pack law says the Guard can detain you for this.” 

I pull out my phone and start dialing the Royal Guard’s direct line. 

Carter rushes over, trying to grab it. “Charlotte, are you insane? Do you know what happens if the Guard shows up? This’ll get us all in trouble!” 

I dodge him and keep dialing. 

Carter’s eyes go wide. He moves to block the door. “If you call them today, we’re done. For good.” 

I stop and look at him. “We were already done. The day you stole from me the first time.” 

Carter laughs. “Fine. You wanna go there? Let’s break up.” 

He turns to Savannah and the others, voice rising. 

“Honestly? I’ve had enough. Acting all high and mighty, playing the perfect student, but you won’t even show up to a party. Dating you for two years. made me look bad in front of everyone.” 

People look at each other. Someone mutters, “Carter’s. been putting up with a lot.” 

I stare at him. Suddenly it’s almost funny. This guy actually thinks he’s got the moral high ground. 

Savannah says, “Carter, come on. Don’t do this. You guys have been together forever. She’s probably just having a moment.” 

“Charlotte, we’re all classmates. Why blow this up into such a huge thing? If you’re really that mad, we’ll leave now. Keep the apartment. I’m not gonna make a thing out of it.” 

She says it like she’s the one being generous, and I’m the unreasonable one. 

I head for the door. “Think whatever you want. But 

remember, this apartment’s in my name. If you’re not out by tonight, I’m having the locks changed tomorrow morning.” 

The second the door shuts, voices explode inside. 

“Carter, finally!” 

“Should’ve broken up ages ago. Charlotte never deserved you.” 

“With Savannah around, why waste time on that?” 

The next day at lunch, I sit in a corner of the cafeteria with my tray. 

Carter walks in with Savannah and a group of people, heads straight for me. 

“Charlotte.” His voice is loud enough that people turn to look. 

I look up but don’t say anything. 

“About us. I’m gonna say this to your face. I’m done. 

with you. This whole relationship was a mistake.” 

“Okay.” 

Whispers break out around us. 

“That’s her only reaction?” 

“Guess she saw it coming.” 

“Makes sense. Carter and Savannah obviously fit better together.” 

Carter pauses. “Since we’re done, we should settle 

who gets what. You remember that armguard, right? I think I should keep using it. You gave it to me so I’d train harder anyway, didn’t you?” 

I think of that armguard. 

I gave it to him for his birthday. A limited–edition Royal training guard. The only one in the entire school. I used my own clearance to get it. 

Back then I thought we’d be together forever. But later he got bored with it, lost it somewhere. I’m the one who found it and brought it back. 

I look at him for a long time. “Sure. Get on your knees and beg me for it.” 

Carter freezes. “What?” 

“Get on your knees. Beg me for the armguard.” 

His face flushes. “Charlotte, don’t push it!” 

“Push it?” I stand. “I spent three months applying for clearance to get that. Now we break up and you want to keep it? Do you not know what a gift is?” 

The whispers start up again. 

“That valuable?” 

“Royal–issue sounds legit.” 

My phone buzzes. 

A message from my father. “Three days from now, you’ll attend the Moon Ceremony. It’s time everyone met my daughter.” 

I put the phone away. “The armguard’s not happening, 

You want it, do what I said.” 

I pick up my tray and walk out. 

I leave the cafeteria and head straight for the gates. 

I don’t want to spend another second here. 

Students point and whisper as I pass. Apparently the cafeteria scene’s already spreading. 

“That’s her. The one Carter dumped.” 

“I heard she was the one who had to kneel?” 

I ignore them and keep walking. 

Outside the gates, five black sedans are lined up perfectly. Each door has a silver crescent emblem. The Royal Pack’s mark. 

My driver stands beside the first car, six black–uniformed guards behind him. 

When he sees me, he bows. Two guards unfold a banner. In gold letters: “Welcome, Your Highness.” 

Every student at the gate stops. 

Phones come out. 

“What’s going on?” 

“Did that banner just say ‘Your Highness‘?” 

“Wait, isn’t that Charlotte?” 

Carter and Savannah rush out too. 

Carter stares, then recovers fast. “Charlotte, is this your revenge? Hiring actors to put on a show?” 

He turns to the watching students. “Don’t fall for it. Charlotte’s family is Royal Pack, sure, but just regular members. This whole car thing, the banner? Totally rented.” 

Savannah smiles. “Charlotte, I get it. Breakups are rough. But this is a bit much, don’t you think? Even I go this overboard. Real royalty doesn’t need to prove themselves like this.” 

don’t go I don’t respond. 

I walk over, take the coat he offers, and get in the car. 

The convoy pulls away slowly. Behind us, students stand frozen. 

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