Note: (7/8) of the mass release.
March 28, 1096
“Where is that omega slave you bought?” Prince Eibhear appeared, taunting him.
Prince Cyn internally sighed, looking towards the ceiling while petting his horse. He stood in the stables, speaking with his horse since his father wanted him to ride the carriage instead. Appearance is important.
Anyway, his days of freedom from his idiot brother were over. After the Colosseum, Prince Wyot reeducated Prince Eibhear on why work is more essential than desire. Maybe he should “accidentally” spill more of his brother’s secrets.
“What’s the matter? Did sleeping with that slave make you stupider?” Prince Eibhear continued to goad Prince Cyn.
Prince Cyn’s fingers twitched to snap his brother’s neck. But, would that seem like mercy? Perhaps, he should calm himself.
So, he finally faced his brother, giving him one of the smiles he hated. “Brother, if sleeping with a slave makes me stupid, wouldn’t it be the same for sleeping with a prostitute?”
Prince Eibhear’s face turned red in anger, easily getting riled up. Prince Cyn internally chuckled; it took only a second to get his brother going. Such a short-tempered man; he would never make a great king. Or he would, depending on how people want to see it.
His brother stepped forward, grabbing his shirt. He pulled Prince Cyn close, raising his hand, getting ready to hit him. Prince Eibhear only knew how to speak with his fist every time he grew angry; he was a man-child.
But, he did not get far as someone appeared from the shadows, grabbing his hand in a tight grip. Prince Eibhear tried moving his hand, but it shook as it couldn’t go anywhere. The person tightly held him back, using more pressure, cracking Prince Eibhear’s knuckles in the process.
Prince Cyn looked at the figure behind them with barely concealed glee; his body practically radiated it.
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Glancing behind him, Prince Eibhear saw a guard. He could not see the guard’s face since they wore a helmet covering it. Usually, guards did not wear their helmets unless they were in battle or traveling with them. “Let go of my hand.” Prince Eibhear demanded, a vein popping out his forehead.
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If only they could fuck over his brother’s dead body. Prince Cyn internally sighed over the lost fantasy.
“Tell your guard to let me go.” Prince Eibhear continued to demand like he ruled the show.
But, unfortunately, he ruled nothing.
“Let him go.” Prince Cyn ordered. The guard let Prince Eibhear go, stepping back.
Moving away on his own while freeing Prince Cyn, Prince Eibhear grabbed his hand, rubbing it. He could already see it started to bruise. Prince Cyn looked away, knowing his brother wouldn’t tell.
What would their father say if a guard beat them outside the training ring? They are supposed to have complete control over the guards; their father would blame them if they couldn’t handle control over others.
“Brother, did you come here to wish me a safe journey, or are you concerned for my slave? Because I will never allow you to touch my slave.” Prince Cyn asked.
No one knew what he did with his slave for today. Some even wondered if he hid the omega in his room somewhere because they hadn’t seen him.
Nobody knew how close he had the slave with him.
“I would never touch that ugly omega, and I would rather drown than wish you a safe journey.” Prince Eibhear sneered, his face showing apparent disgust.
Prince Cyn looked at his brother while shaking his head. He gave a fake concerned expression, “Ah, be careful what you wish for, brother. I will hate it if something happens to you.”
It would be a beautiful tragedy if his brother drowned. But alas, wishes could only be dreams until you make it happen. And he would make most of his fantasies happen in the seeable future.
Prince Eibhear scoffed, glaring at him and the guard that remained. He walked off in anger, something that is a default with him.
Once he walked away, Prince Cyn looked towards the guard, who peered back at him. He could feel a glare radiating from the guard. “I believe no one else is coming in for the time being. You can take off the helmet, 49.”
49 grabbed his helmet, taking it off.
Earlier, Prince Cyn took a guard’s uniform and armor, handing it to 49. When they are around others, 49 will keep his helmet on. The omega will act as a new guard for Prince Cyn.
“If your brother had swung at me, I would not have gone easy on him.” 49 commented, walking over to the horse. He touched the horse’s mane, running his hand through it.
When Prince Cyn took 49 to the stables, he saw that 49 liked the horses. He would buy 49 a horse soon. “And I would not have minded if you did.”
“Aren’t you playing the loving brother?” 49 asked.
“Ah, but I am also the weak brother too. What could I have done if a guard started beating him?” Prince Cyn shrugged. If a guard did start beating his brother, all he had to do was say stop. But, why should he?
Plus, it is not like an actual guard would beat his brother.
49 ignored his question, paying attention to the horse before asking, “When will we leave?”
“When Ghost appears.”
After he spoke those words, something dropped near them, causing 49 to reach for the sword on him. Prince Cyn remained relaxed as he glanced over the area, “Now, we can go.”
Near Prince Cyn, and on one knee, was Ghost. “I apologize for the lateness.” Ghost greeted him before reaching for the bag on his shoulder. “I have collected everything on the list.”
“Good, let’s go then.” Prince Cyn wished his horse goodbye before walking out the stables.
49 put the helmet back on, following behind in silence. While Ghost moved towards the shadows, keeping up with them.
They reached the carriage as Prince Cyn’s mother (the queen) and father stood there with a few guards and warriors. His father touched his shoulder, squeezing it with strength, “Remember who you are representing.”
Prince Cyn bowed his head, hiding his annoyed expression. Plus, he did not want to look at the queen; seeing her face up close always created anger within him. “I know, father. I promise to make you proud.”
So “proud,” you will be throwing up.
“As long as you know. Have a safe journey.” His father’s voice sounded indifferent, barely any love in his tone.
Prince Cyn hummed, nodding his head before glancing at 49. He told the omega to join the other guards with his eyes. 49 listened as he walked towards the others; no one questioned his presence.
As for Ghost, he already snuck onto the carriage. Prince Cyn joined him, stepping inside as he closed the door. If only 49 could be inside with him instead. Because he knew it would be a long journey before the fun started.
And when the fun starts, chaos is sure to follow.
Thanks for the chapter~
Generally , enjoying this so far. I adore Prince Cyn, haha. I really like 49 and River as well. I totally love Prince Nabu, i hope characters evolve but don’t change too much. Can’t wait for Cyn’s havoc , so excited.Thank you so,so much. Always enjoy all of your writings so far.