Chapter 61: Women are scary...
Bro grimaced when he looked at the bloody lump that was once his cute and teasable teary toy.
Bro wasn't a scum, he might be a sadist but he wasn't a bad person. He even went all the way to get himself dirty and sticky with blood to carry Frozen Milk to the beauty laying on another bed.
Bro carefully laid Frozen Milk on the bed and walked to the other side to wake the beauty up. He put a small sachet under her nose and the smell got rid of the sleeping incense inside her body.
The moment she opened her eyes, she jerked up and grabbed Bro. He held his hands up in defence.
"You," she started but he quickly pointed to Frozen Milk next to her.
Her piercing eyes softened and she immediately, without any care for herself, checked his condition and started healing him.
Bro's eyes twitched when he saw Frozen Milk lying on her lap but he couldn't do anything about it.
"This is too severe," Holbe sighed with regret and worry.
Bro couldn't see what she saw but he also knew Frozen Milk wasn't in a good situation.
"We have time to talk, so tell me," when she looked at him, the rage and hatred in her eyes reappeared.
Bro shuddered a bit and thought that women were truly scary. He, however, loved to court death and pretended not to understand,
"Tell what?"
"You should be glad, I'm focusing all my power on healing my hubby or else I would've ground you along the floor until you become ground meat."
"Hubby?" Bro perplexed watched them.
"Yes, my husband."
Bro thought back when he caught Frozen Milk peeing and how small his thing was. He shook his head, Frozen Milk couldn't satisfy any woman, on the opposite, it was Frozen Milk who should be on the receiving end or else why would his thing be so small?
"You're not my brother's lover?" Bro suddenly caught on.
"I have no clue who you are talking about or who you are or what you did with my hubby but-"
"I'll explain," Bro sat down, next to Frozen Milk much to Holbe's frustration.
"The brusque, tall and ugly guy you came with is my brother."
"Who? Oh... you mean Vil?"
They were on a mutual understanding. Any guy that wasn't Frozen Milk was ugly in Holbe's eyes.
"Yes, Vil, my dear brother."
"If he is so dear why do you seem like you want to murder him?"
"Because that's precisely what I want to do," Bro was full of smiles.
Holbe understood his sentiment, she also had to be nice to the fools around Frozen Milk.
"I see. And why was I kidnapped?"
"I misunderstood and thought you were my dear brother's lover. Using you as a hostage to make him give up the throne and kill him then, was my intention but I was wrong."
If Frozen Milk heard this he would instantly call out this stupid antagonist who just blabbered about his plan without event trying to keep it a fucking secret! Unbelievable.
"Well, you are wrong. I'm not that...'s lover," Holbe had a disgusted face and Bro knew with 'that' she meant his brother. He liked her more and more.
Holbe's face only then returned gently and beautiful when she looked at Frozen Milk again.
"Maybe I should've left him on his own," Bro's gaze lingered on Frozen Milk and Holbe immediately embraced her lover.
"You dare and-"
"Don't worry, I came here and brought him to you, didn't I? But I wouldn't have guessed you could heal."
"If anything were to happen to my hubby, tha- your brother would have ripped you to pieces. I don't want to admit but Frozen Milk is very important to him too."
"Aren't you his wife?"
"I- I am but the other tha- the others always want to take him from me," Holbe huffed out and put more power into healing her hubby.
"Ok," Bro didn't understand at all. It seemed like his brother was also crazy after Frozen Milk.
He made the right decision to save Frozen Milk, he could now use him as a hostage against his brother. However, he wasn't surprised that this young crying kid was his brother's sweetheart. Bro felt a bit envious and a sour feeling grew. He was currently stomaching the vinegar he drank.
He didn't really care for Frozen Milk but at the same time, he kind of did. It was complicated and he had no idea how to sort out his own feelings.
"Heal him and then-"
"Don't order me around," Holbe hissed and sent a glare at Bro.
Bro wasn't happy at all about that. He was a prince! Was his brother also treated like this? If so then he didn't envy his brother at all!
"How long do you need to heal him?" Bro was back at acting as a high and mighty prince.
"Cut me some slack," Holbe turned crude, Bro just swallowed 'women are really scary!' down.
"You first kidnap me, put me to eternal sleep, woke me up with a disgusting stench and almost killed my hubby and now expect me, after a coma, to heal him with a snap of my finger?" Holbe spoke very clear and calm but Bro felt an icy fist grabbing his body and slowly squeezing him dry of his honey.
"I'm sorry," Bro meekly said and sat there without moving and so half an hour passed in silence.
Holbe basically ignored his existence and forgot he was even present and put all effort into healing Frozen Milk, removing the threads and replenish his blood.
Holbe was also exhausted, she just woke up and the only reason she could immediately move was because of the adrenaline rushing to her head and the extreme anger she felt at this person.
They were already held off because of the presence and now they had to deal with this clown first before they could settle the other matter.
"Are you finished?" Bro spoke up again, this time he deliberately not looked at Holbe, in fear to get one of her stares again and stood up,
"If so, let's go. You can either peacefully come with me or I'll force you."
"Do you-"
"You just used up all your power to heal him, didn't you? It won't be hard to take care of you and don't forget," he grabbed her,
"I still have soldiers everywhere, do you think you can fight us all?"
Chapter 62: You can have his life, it doesn't matter
As if an electric shock went through the soldiers and private force, they all instantly stopped the fighting and told their opponents that the prince was waiting for them in the throne hall.
Frozen Milk and Holbe would also be present.
Prota, Vil, Glimpse Water and Oppoa hurried to the entrance of the throne hall. When Vil saw Oppoa he narrowed his eyes and grabbed him by the neck, "Where were you?"
Vil's low magnetic voice caused Oppoa to grin nervously.
"Your Highness! You're picking on me unfairly, I was fighting with my brother here!" Oppoa pointed at Glimpse Water.
Don't call me brother! Glimpse Water wanted to scream but just nodded his head. Vil was appeased and let poor Oppoa go. Oppoa hugged Glimpse Water.
"Go away, only father can do it!" Glimpse Water had a hard time peeling Oppoa off him and wondered if Frozen Milk felt the same way every time they clung onto him.
The door opened and inside the hall, they instantly saw Frozen Milk's unconscious form on the ground with Holbe holding his hand. On the throne, Bro sat with an arrogant smirk.
"You came? How obedient. I apologise," Bro's words shook everyone, "I mistook her as your lover when in fact it's him."
So many protests from Glimpse Water and Prota were thrown at Bro. This honey prince was almost deaf. He really didn't know who Frozen Milk offended to suffer such a fate. All these men after his hole, who could endure this?
"Ok, settle down," Bro had to be cautious with his words, every wrong move set off an explosive trap for him, "Either way, he's important to all of you."
"If you want the throne you can have it, give my Lord back," Vil deliberately called Frozen Milk 'my Lord' just because he could.
"You always had the habit to exert your dominance over things you really wanted, dear brother," Bro shifted on the throne and his gaze fell on Frozen Milk.
"I not only want the throne but also your life but-" Bro continued, "I am willing to spare you and your friends' life if you give me him."
"You can have their lives, I don't care but my Lord is mine," Vil didn't even need a second to say this. He just threw everyone else's lives away like flinging bogey from his nose.
"I have a better option, you can have Vil's life but give Frozen Milk back," Prota stepped forward and his power leaked.
Bro acknowledged him.
"I got a better idea, you can have both Prota's and Vil's life but father belongs to me," Glimpse Water also stepped forward.
The word 'father' was too strong for Bro, he also acknowledged Glimpse Water.
Frozen Milk was too terrifying, he actually was able to tame those people? Forget who he offended! Who did he lick up to?
However, all of this made Bro want his little toy even more.
"I saved his life-" Bro started but drowned in the storm of curses and attacks.
"Saved him my ass! You were the damn reason why father got hurt in the first place!"
"You have the face to say this? Frozen Milk is too good for the likes of you."
"Bro I should've exterminated you when you turned crooked as a five-year-old."
Exterminate? Was he a damn reptile or what?
Holbe quietly sat there and bathed in the bliss of holding Frozen Milk, but she was also slowly focusing all her energy and power back into her body. In case a fight broke out, she had to be in her best condition.
But the fingers in her hands twitched. Frozen Milk's eyes stared into hers and she was mesmerised.
"Hubby," she softly whispered with so much affection that Frozen Milk thought he woke up in the wrong world. Was this the game 'heaven's beautiful angels all to your service?'
Frozen Milk bathed in the illusion until a cold laugh cut his dream into pieces and Frozen Milk watched with a bitter heart how the pieces floated onto the ground, never to be glued together again.
Bro's sharp laugh sent everyone into a state of delusion.
"Dear brother, have you forgotten why father abandoned me? It was because I was too strong for my own good. You think you can exterminate me?"
Confusion spread around Frozen Milk's head and Holbe caught it and stuffed it back into him.
"Don't worry," she whispered and brushed his hair out of his face.
"I'm sorry," Frozen Milk weakly replied, "It was my fault you got caught up and now you healed me again-"
"It is ok," Holbe smiled with tears in her eyes.
Frozen Milk was petrified. What did he do to make her cry all of a sudden? He was a scum!
"It is nothing," Holbe wiped her tears away, "I am just happy you care for me."
Ah... Frozen Milk felt bad, just a little affection of him towards his characters and they were happy for the rest of their lives. This was sweet yet also sad.
They had to go through a lot, experienced a lot for them to act this way if kindness is shown or a hand reached out to them. Frozen Milk understood because he was the same.
Frozen Milk took her hands and wiped her tears away himself and kissed her on the forehead. This action stunned everyone, "Thank you."
With that, he stood up and faced Bro.
Frozen Milk held his hand up because he knew his characters would go crazy over what he did, so he wanted to shut them up.
With a complicated look, Frozen Milk stared at Bro. This was his character. A character he created off himself.
This was how it was supposed to go but of course, like every other character in his story, in this world, they were all real human beings. They had their own lives and experiences from what Frozen Milk wrote for them, things he never knew and could never be a part of anymore.
They were all living and breathing and weren't just puppets that danced after his pen's trail. They had feelings, thoughts and expectations of their own. Frozen Milk acknowledged that.
This was why it was even harder for him to feel malice towards Bro. Everyone was struggling to live, struggling with issues, problems no one else knew of. They all sought to get rid of things that made them unhappy, find a solution, find a way to cope with life.
So, what right did he have to determine what they should do? Just because he was their creator? Just because he thought he had the authority as an author?
He had no right to judge them and decide that their pain was nothing in comparison to someone else's but what he could do was to apologise for what he did.
"I'm sorry," Frozen Milk told Bro, "I really am."
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