Capítulo 41: | First Encounter |
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| The Kingdom of Azalon ~ 17 years ago |
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| Day 1 |
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°Here goes nothing!° A man pushed on the door, entering the building.
The stench of alcohol drenching his senses, taking an available stool, "Excuse me!" He called the attention of the waitress.
Swaying her hips, the waitress walked towards him, "To what can I offer a handsome young man like you?" She leaned in, placing her elbows on the table, resting her head on her palms which only accentuated her cleavage.
Looking away, focusing his attention on anything but her, the man coughed in embarrassment, "I just need a room to spend few nights."
"That would be 60 Azals per night!" She licked her lips.
Putting his hand into his pocket, he slammed his hand right back on the table, "Would this be enough for 3 nights?" He raised his hands, revealing the payment.
Scooping the Azals, the waitress shamelessly began counting it, "Pardon me, but I have to make sure it's complete." She flashed a grin.
"So tell me, who rules this Kingdom?" The man whispered into the ear of the waitress.
The waitress hand stilled at the question, looking around her just to make sure, "You aren't from these part, now are you?" She smirked knowingly.
"..."
"What makes you think I'm not?" The man raised a brow in challenge.
"No one in their flipping mind would not know about the happenings of the Kingdom," She counted the last Azal, "except they are not from these parts." She narrowed her eyes at the man.
"I assume it's complete now," the man desperately wanted to change the topic of discussion. "Could you show me to my room?"
"hmm..." The waitress looked at him suspiciously for awhile, "I'll show you to your room then."
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| Day 3 |
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Walking in the busy street, maneuvering his way amongst the crowd, the man happily waved at those who diligently worked in their shop.
"Keep up the good work!" He gave a thumbs up to a cobbler.
"Very much appreciated, kind Sir." The cobbler smiled in response.
°All I need to do is find him soon° The man studied his surrounding, pulling out of his pockets a piece of folded white paper.
A drawing representation of whom he was looking for, present on it, "I'll find you, even if it takes everything in me." He vowed.
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| Castle Grounds |
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Using tied clothes as a rope, little legs climbed down the window with the make-up rope.
"Hehe," A little boy laughed.
°Let's see how you plan on keeping me locked in the castle, Father!° He looked up at his window one more time.
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"Sire!!!" The Royal Advisor trembled.
"What is it?" King Ragan rubbed his temples, "It better be important, or else!" He shot a death glare.
"Y-yes Sire, w- wel a... about t- t- that." The Royal Advisor was in a total mess.
"Speak!" King Ragan's voice thundered with much vigor.
"The Prince is g- gone." The Royal Advisor croaked.
"When was this noticed?" King Ragan sat up, his attention fully alert now.
"This afternoon, Sire." The Royal Advisor trembled in fear.
"Where is Mill?" King Ragan questioned.
"He's asleep in his chambers, Sire." The Royal Advisor's took a step back in fear.
"Hmmm..." King Ragan gave the situation a thought.
°How do I stop him from doing anything foolish?° King Ragan rubbed his chin in thought.
"You may leave." King Ragan ordered.
°Is he just going to let me go?° The Royal Advisor sweatdropped.
"Thanky-" A pain shot up from his chest, forcing him to look down at the cause.
There it was, a sharp dagger had pierced his stomach, deep enough for him to see it it's tip protruding.
°The Infernals? Were they lurking in the shadows?° With trembling hands, the Royal Advisor touched his blood soaked body.
"Oh!" King Ragan blew on his finger, "I hope you didn't expect you would be let go that easily? I never said you would leave alive." He taunted.
°Mark my words King Ragan! You would die a miserable death!!° The Royal Advisor's eyes burned in hatred.
"Y-" The Royal Advisor fell to the ground in a pool of his own blood, coughing out more from his mouth.
"Take him away," King Ragan brought out his tongue in disgust. "He just defiled my Royal carpet."
"As you wish, Sire." Knight Commander Arnald bowed in obedience.
"Ha ha ha!" King Ragan laughed in a crazed frenzy, "I like that! That's why I chose you to be in charge, you obey instructions well." He wiped stray tears from his eyes.
"Find me Zane!" King Ragan's mood dropping drastically as he hit his armrest in anger.
"I will send the rest of my squad to look for the Prince." Knight Commander Arnald saluted.
°My work is getting more and more complicated° Sir Arnald shook his head, dragging behind him, the corpse of the Royal Advisor.
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| Market Square |
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"Excuse me, have you seen a boy this age?" The man flashed the paper at a vendor, pointing at the drawing.
"I'm sorry no, I haven't seen anyone with this description." The vendor shook his head.
"Oh!" The man's hand dropped in despair.
"Watch it Sir!" A little voice reprimanded.
"To whom do I owe an apology?" The man looked down at the child. "What's your name?"
"Zane!" The hooded boy smiled, bringing out his hand.
"Hal!" The man replied warmly, shaking his hand, but he was wrong about the gesture as the boy pulled him towards a corner, hiding behind a building.
"What's going on?" Hal whispered, his chest heaving, "You got some strength for a little one."
"Shhh!" Prince Zane reprimanded, "They might hear us."
"Who might hear us?" Hal whispered, bringing his head out to have a peek of what the boy was referring to.
"No!" Prince Zane hissed, pulling him back just in time before some of the Infernals could spot them.
"What trouble did you get yourself into?" Hal looked down in disappointment at Zane. He wanted nothing more than to lay low and look for the boy in his vision but here he was hiding from fierce looking people who were dressed in armor.
"Who says anything about trouble?" Prince Zane grinned.
"Well there are people who definitely look like they could kill us on sight!" Hal hissed.
"Don't you worry they wouldn't do that," Prince Zane blurted out, "but I can't say the same for you though."
"And what makes you so confident that they would spare you?" Hal challenged.
°Everyone loves me!° Prince Zane grinned mischievously to his own thought.
"What's with that thing going on, on your face?" Hal gestured at Zane's face.
"Let's just say, I'm a precious commodity they wouldn't dare damage." Prince Zane chuckled.
"Right!" Hal decided not to pry further, the less he knew, the better he would be by not being dragged in this boy's mess.
"Do you have a place to stay?" Prince Zane eyes looked hopeful.
"I don't suppose you would want to stay with me." Hal looked in horror at the boy who batted his lashes.
"Just for a few hours!" Prince Zane clasped his hands, with a puppy dog expression.
"For a few hours!" Hal sighed in defeat, "I don't suppose you have a family or a place to stay, do you?"
"Nope!" Prince Zane lied, looking anywhere but the man standing in front of him.
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"Is this where you stay?" Prince Zane choked on the stench of alcohol, using his hand to peg his nose, with the other fanning away the stench to no avail.
"I did bring you here, so yes, it's the one I could afford," Hal sighed with a heavy heart. "Tonight is actually my last night here."
"Oh!" Prince Zane dropped his hand, placing an arm on Hal's shoulder, he patted slightly, "It would be alright, you'll see!"
°I'm sure father wouldn't mind a few treasures going missing!° Prince Zane smiled in mischief.
"Come with me, to my place." Prince Zane cringed at his slip.
"I thought you said you had no place to stay." Hal narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "And I suppose, you might also have a family."
"Well..." Prince Zane's began. "I just don't consider family, well family and my home is somewhat where if you love taking orders with no defiance, then good for you!" He raised his thumbs with a grin.
"Strange home." Hal shook his head.
"It would even stranger when you see it for yourself tomorrow." Prince Zane offered.
"But if you do say you have a home, wouldn't your parents be worried sick about you?" Hal panicked.
"Worried sick?" Prince Zane burst into laughter, "I wish! Ever since my mother died, all my father cares about is his pride, I'm just a trophy son who should live by his sick rules." He sneered on the memory.
"Let's get some sleep," Hal pulled off his shoes, aiding Zane with his.
"No," Zane rejected the offer, "let me!" He pulled off his shoes himself, carefully placing it beside Hal's shoes.
°You seem like a good kid, what could have made you run away from home?° Hal caressed Zane's hair as he drifted to sleep.
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Bloom759 Who would have thought Zane had met the twins father? Well not me (≧▽≦)
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