The Perfect Boyfriend [Daragon]

Chapter 19

"Dad? Ansel, my son, what is happening here? Yunji?" The king was the first one who reacted, his voice croaking with shock and was somehow opposite of his calm, regal face.

"Dad-" My father started, but it looks like he can't form his own words.

"Wait, am I hearing things?" The queen said with an erratic behavior, placing her hands on her head overdramatically, "My dear Ansel, am I hearing things?"

"Mom-" My father started again, and he looked frustrated for not being able to form his words, his face flustered.

"For god's sake, Ansel, I thought you were gay all this time!" The queen shouted, and it was followed by a hearty laugh. "I-Every time I introduce you to different princesses all across the globe you won't even show any slight interest and then here I hear that you have a daughter! My god, Ansel what have you done you sly child!"

My father blushed. "Mom, this is not the time!"

My great grandmother scoffed, trying to stifle her laughs and courtly, bowed. "Milady, please remain calm."

"How can I stay calm Yunji?" The queen asked, slapping her armchair. "My son's gender preference is different from what I expected!"

"Dear, that's so rash." The king commented, bashful.

"Mom!" My father again shouted, his face turning into a deeper shade of red.

Jiyong whispered from beside me, squeezing my hand, "The Queen's rather, um, interesting?"

I whispered back, joking. "Flirt with my grandmother and I'll kill you."

"She doesn't even have gray hair." Jiyong said. "So kill me."

"Ansel you're so sly!" The queen shouted again, cupping both of her cheeks and closed her eyes, and dreamily said, "You're really your father's son! He got me pregnant and I didn't know it."

Jiyong wolf-whistled, a perverted grin plastered on his face. "That's a great idea."

I hastily elbowed his ribs.

My father shouts, "Mom, calm down!"

The queen started to shake her head, her hands on either side of her head and she looked like a fangirl sitting in VIP in a concert. "I can't calm down! I can't calm down! It's the heir rush!"

My father groans and rolls his eyes. "Not this again."

"It's like sugar rush but better." The queen erratically said, nodding her head rapidly.

"Weirder." The king corrected.

"Worse-er?" My father added.

"I want to know the all the details starting from the bottom up to the top!" The queen now stood up from her seat, almost like jumping up from her seat and started to bombard my father. I couldn't see her as weird as the others see her, mainly because my grandmother looks so beautiful and young that being erratic sort of suits her. She isn't any regal or calm like how Disney portrays queens. She sort of reminds me more of the right-hand of the queen or her erratic children perhaps.

The king sighed, massaging his creased forehead with his thumb and index finger and ordered, "Yunji, can you get her calming pills?"

My great grandmother bowed dutifully. "Yes, milord." Then she went off towards the carpeted staircase.

The queen turned to Jiyong, which taking him and me aback in surprise, and said, "You have to do that to her too, okay?"

Jiyong bowed, and said with a perverted smirk, "It's my pleasure."