บท 52: Honey Bro
Frozen Milk couldn't act reckless, so he just nodded his head.
It was fine, Frozen Milk had trust in his characters that this could be settled and no one would be hurt. He wanted to avoid violence to the best of his abilities, the image of his precious characters recovering because Frozen Milk acted recklessly and tried to save Porta alone was still vividly engraved in his mind.
Frozen Milk never wanted to see them hurt again.
"Put them on," Vil's order surprised the soldiers. They were even more stunned because the crown prince listened to an unknown man.
Frozen Milk told Prota to let him down. Prota only reluctantly complied. Afterwards, each of them were handcuffed before they were finally able to enter the castle.
The castle was already massive from the outside and everyone apart from Vil wondered just how in the world the trees could carry this weight or how in humanity it was possible to build this on trees.
Once inside the castle, the handcuffed group was led by the poor soldiers who trembled while Vil walked behind them. The hallways were twice the size of Vil's mansion. It was covered in gold and the ground was a red carpet. However, nothing hung on the walls. It was an empty and sad sight.
In the mayor's mansion every empty space that could be filled was plastered with his daughter's face yet here it seemed like not a single soul resided in the castle.
Frozen Milk found it too sad and lonely, he wished he could turn back time and write a happy background story for each of his characters.
The hallway was long and about every few metres, there was a door or another hallway. They took a few turns until they stopped in front of a large door- no, was it a gate?
Either way the humongous entrance to the throne hall was opened and inside the hall, on a majestic and sole seat in the entire place, sat an exceptionally handsome youth.
If that youth could be described as the sun and sky, then Vil was the moon and night. They were polar opposites. One shone brightly in beautiful light and the other one was dark and mysteriously attracting.
Frozen Milk was perplexed as he knelt in front of this youth who presented himself as if he was the king of the nature side. The youth moved on the chair and he supported his head with his hand. His honey locks fell over his face and he just smiled as he looked at the subservient position of Vil.
"It's been a long time, my dear brother," his voice was also smooth. If Frozen Milk had to describe this person in one word, it would be honey.
And this honey just called his villain 'dear brother'. Oh dear brother, oh dear brother my ass! Where did this honey brother come from? Illegitimate? Complex? Spawned just like the presence?
Glimpse Water nudged Frozen Milk. Frozen Milk's eyes met his and screamed, violently raged, 'I also have no idea! Don't fucking ask me! Who knows how the old king magically was able to get a mother-son without my permission! And he doesn't even look anything like Vil! Are you sure it wasn't yours?'
Glimpse Water's eyes didn't want to lose this unfair battle and defended, 'I don't know father! It ain't me! Can you please trust me a lil more? I feel hurt! Do my looks pale in comparison to his?'
Paled! Paled! Completely paled!
However, Frozen Milk had to admit this honey brother's look were quite sticky and thick on the eyes, Glimpse Water was more simple and easier to look at. If he had to choose, he would say Glimpse Water was miles better.
"Did you miss me?" this honey was exceptionally arrogant.
"Stop this farce and return what you've stolen."
"My, my. We haven't met for so long and you already don't want to see me. My heart hurts," so the honey says but his smile was cold and taunting.
Vil didn't say anything.
"Shouldn't you be begging me right now?" sure enough this honey was narcissistic and had a sadistic side to it. The bees wouldn't be happy about this.
"Your lover is quite exquisite. If you don't hurry, then who knows what will happen to your dear lover, dear brother."
"He is quite exquisite. For once you say something useful," Vil glanced at Frozen Milk and Frozen Milk instantly knew there was a huge misunderstanding here!
Honey brother thought Holbe was Vil's lover and kidnapped her, but Vil on the other hand thought Frozen Milk was his lover! What was wrong?
EVERYTHING!
"He? You mean she, don't you? I think I've misheard," honey brother was perplexed but recovered quickly and his small smile was unfazed.
No, no, brother you heard right. Your dear brother meant me!
"Bro, what do you want?" Vil ignored honey brother's comment and got straight to the point.
Frozen Milk was stunned as if the imaginary bees around honey brother came and stung him. Vil suddenly called his brother 'Bro'? It didn't seem like they were on good terms, so what was that?
"It's been long you called me by name, Vil."
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Frozen Milk, you bastard! Frozen Milk cursed himself.
Bro.
Frozen Milk had endure and endure.
This was too shameful for a prince. His face, his body were perfect but his name, let alone his personality was just downright trash. Frozen Milk silently lit a candle for Bro. May you rest in peace fellow sufferer.
Out of all ridiculous names, this was just the top of the creme. The creme de la creme. Glimpse Water on the other hand was trying hard not to laugh and was instantly caught by Bro.
"What is so funny?" Bro got out of his throne and approached them.
"Nothing," Glimpse Water choked out, hoping he wouldn't have to die from laughter.
"Nothing, Bro," Glimpse Water had the audacity to tease this prince!
He was courting death like it was natural! Glimpse Water, my dear author, are you stupid? If you court death with honey, it will stick to you forever!
"Insolence!" Bro got furious, "A lowlife like you has no right to call me by name. Know your place."
Bro waved with his hand and a soldier came to press Glimpse Water down, but the latter just couldn't stop laughing.
Bro seemed to be angry but he had to carry the bearing of a prince and ignored it for the sake of his own reputation. He carried on with the conversation as if nothing was wrong.
"Simple. Give up your throne to me."
Those words stung like bees. This honey really had a thick face.
'Give up your throne to me' these words were oddly familiar and Frozen Milk almost fainted.
"Frozen Milk are you alright?" Prota was worried and scooted closer to Frozen Milk.
"Yeah..." Frozen Milk weakly replied.
He sensed it, he sensed the dreadful event coming and cursed his system.
The hateful and most agonising plot device that should never be used but was a fan favourite of authors. Now Frozen Milk had to endure that shit.
A flashback!
His system was showing him an unnecessary flashback!
May Lord have mercy on him.
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