Charles started to tighten his his hand into a firm grip. " the nerve of that idiot .." he said. He knew he was right about thing,he needed to toughen up if he wanted to beat the other prince." Fine..I'll accpet his challenge. He's going to regret it and I'll show him that im no wuss." He looked at the girl and stepped on the flowers. Phillip had hit an nerve." Helping me wont be needed. "

( going to bed..)