Chapitre 28: Chapter 28

~Celestial Realm~

~Golden Castle~

Reqiel chose to pretend to remain asleep, it was the only option he had at that moment and soon enough his father and older brothers took their leave. As soon as he was sure that they were all gone, he shot upright with wide eyes.

Sarell was just hurrying back in at that moment, his robes and wings askew. He had escorted the King and Princes out of the Golden Castle and immediately hurried back to Reqiel.

"Did you hear all that the King said?" He blurted as soon as he got to Reqiel's bedside.

"How could I not?" Reqiel turned to him, his eyes still wide in shock.

Sarell went silent like he was still trying to process just what had happened. There was no doubting the King's words because his Royal Majesty's words were the law, everyone knew that.

"Am I really going to Earth, Sarell?" Reqiel whispered with a fragile expression, like if he spoke too loud, his dreams would shatter.

"Well you heard the King." Sarell replied, helping the Prince out of bed and insisting he lean his weight on him. "But that is not for you to worry about now, first you must get better or the King won't let you leave." He threatened lightly, leading the way to the bathrooms for the shaken up Prince to get cleaned up in.

Reqiel gasped tragically, fully believing his personal attendant's words.

Sarell knew very well that there was no changing the King's mind and even if Reqiel didn't recover fully in time, the journey would still happen on the appointed time.

Reqiel didn't need to know that though, it was the perfect tool to get his charge to do the needful things. Sarell didn't mind using his newfound tip to get him to eat well, as well as go to bed early.

After the Prince was safely tucked in his bed, the castle was in a flurry of motions although they didn't even need to pack up much, considering that fashion down on Earth was vastly different from the Celestial Realm. And where they would go down on Earth had already been contacted to provide what would be necessary.

King Rinon must have been aware that his third son was wide awake and merely pretending because he had waited till they were out of the room to give the full details to Sarell.

They would be leaving at first light the next day, arrangements had already been made and only Sarell would be required to follow along.

Sarell had been relieved by that bit of information because he couldn't live with himself if Reqiel was to go down to earth all by himself just a day after he woke up from a coma.

He knew why the King had kept the information from Reqiel, because knowing the excitable Prince, he wouldn't be able to sit still until they left for earth.

Packing was done not too long after and before retiring to his room for the night, Sarell made sure to check up on Reqiel, he couldn't be too careful.

Fortunately, Reqiel was already fast asleep, and a quick check showed that his complexion was rosy and he was peacefully sleeping. The glow to his skin had returned and other than looking a bit tired, he looked just as he did before but the gnarly scar on his side begged to differ.

'Would things ever go back to the way they used to be?'

Reqiel was woken up the next morning long before dawn and his expression soured at this. "I thought you were going on about me getting enough rest?" He accused his personal attendant, displeased.

"Well, you will have to make this time an exception, your Grace." Sarell said patronizingly, helping Reqiel off his bed even though he protested.

"And why is that? If anything, I should order for your head to be lopped off." He muttered darkly, squinting so hard that his eyes were two slits.

Sarell hid his smile, this was what he was accustomed too, having a mini war just to get the Prince out of bed.

"I did think you really wanted to go to Earth but I suppose not." Sarell said markedly, shaking his head.

Reqiel immediately perked up at this, his deep blue eyes lighting up. "What was that about going to earth?" He asked enthusiastically, letting Sarell carefully help him off the bed.

"Well, clean up and then I'll tell you." The red-haired Angel stalled.

Telling Reqiel now could backfire because he would become too hyper and then they wouldn't be able to get anything done.

Reqiel considered this offer gravely, 'was it worth his sleep?' "Fine." He accepted grudgingly, letting himself be led off to the bathroom.

He kept a grumpy expression on his face the entire time, his dark mood worsening when Sarell made him eat first before he told him what he wanted to know. "Now, what is this all about?" He prompted impatiently when he was all done eating.

"We're going to Earth, you and I, right now." Sarell said bluntly without mincing his words.

Reqiel could only gape, freezing up that Sarell had to take his hand to help him up.

"A special carriage is already waiting outside the palace grounds, there is no time to waste." He hurried him.

Reqiel knew something was off when he was woken up so early with so much pressure in the air only to be cleaned up and worn informal clothes.

But he could never have guessed all of this.

"What?!" He exclaimed, finally finding his voice.

They were already hurrying down the main hallways, no one ever had their wings out in his castle so it wouldn't be an issue for them down on Earth.

"Right now?" He repeated, slowly processing Sarell's words.

He wouldn't get to say goodbye to the King and his older brothers? He shouldn't have faked sleeping the day before. He had a lot of questions but the urgency in the air didn't give a chance for it.

They got outside and a strange carriage was waiting outside, not the usual one that he always rode. Now that he thought about it, he had no idea how they were going to get down to Earth.

Could they just ride a carriage there? Was it really that easy?

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