March 28, 1096
After Ghost finished his tasks for Prince Cyn, he wandered around, knowing Prince Cyn would be busy with his omega slave.
He looked around at the different shops, finding one that sells ink, colors, and paper. He thought of buying some for Kiyt. Ghost noticed how much Kiyt is enjoying writing and drawing.
Walking into a dark alley, he entered as Ghost, only to leave as River.
River entered the shop, looking around at the different materials. He walked over to the paper, looking at the different types. As he gazed at them, a kid walked over to him.
“Is there anything you need help with, mister?” The child asked.
Looking towards the clean child with two missing teeth made him think about his son. He internally sighed as he already felt the hole of missing Kiyt. He looked away from the child, shaking his head, “No, there isn’t, thank you.”
The child nodded before stepping away. But he stayed near in case River needed help with anything. River went back to the paper, picking up a stack of white and beige tones. Then, he went towards the inks and colors, wondering what would be best for Kiyt.
He will be four soon, and River wanted to buy something nice for him—for his birthday and something to use now.
Although River already knew what his son truly wanted—Prince Nabu to stay without ever leaving again. But, no matter how much River wants to give everything to Kiyt, he could never grant that.
Even though Kiyt doesn’t know that Prince Nabu is a prince or what that means, it is not easy. Prince Nabu cannot leave like it is nothing. River is pretty sure his family would send people to look for him, turning territories upside down.
But then again, River doesn’t know if the family will. Prince Nabu never talks about his family, completely cutting them away. And River would never ask because, wouldn’t that make things real for them?
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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The child backed off once again, seeing that River did not need any help.
As River reached for the colors, two people walked in, loudly whispering; well, more gossiping.
“It is crazy: do you believe Prince Nabu is a traitor?” The woman started, shaking her head as she moved towards the papers.
Hearing those words had River pausing while tuning into the conversation.
The man next to her worriedly looked around before saying in a lower voice (which is useless in a quiet store), “Be careful. No one is supposed to hear about this since the event is happening. And there is no proof yet; I overheard the family talking about investigating when the event is over.”
The woman shook the man’s concerns away, “You talk about me, but you are listening in on the family. You are asking for them to kill you more than me. And even if there isn’t proof, I cannot help but see it. I mean, where is the prince disappearing to?”
“Sneaking off should not mean a person is guilty.”
“It does if he still won’t admit to where he goes. He guards that secret too tightly. I used to be his caretaker last year, and he would always disappear and return smelling weird.”
“How weird?” The man seemed to throw caution to the wind, getting interested in what the woman was saying.
The woman shrugged, “I don’t know how to describe it. Anyway, hopefully, being in jail would get him talking. Because traitors always end up dead.”
River could not hear anymore. He went to the counter, dropping his items on it. “Can you ring me up quickly, please?” He asked the child.
The child quickly did as River paid him before walking out with a sick stomach. He walked towards the side of the building, hitting the back of his head on the wall. Stupid fucking man! River screamed in his head.
Why is Prince Nabu playing with his life in this way? He knew it was never good to agree to Prince Nabu seeing their son. But, contrary to popular belief, River is not cruel. He could never take Kiyt away from Prince Nabu.
But what would there be left if Prince Nabu dies? How could he ever explain that to their son?
Fuck, even if Prince Nabu never talked about his family or life, River knew he would never betray his people.
Running his hand through his hair, River thought about what to do. He could not abruptly leave Prince Cyn’s side, or he would seem like a traitor himself. And he knew that would lead to Prince Cyn instantly killing him without a passing thought.
But, he could not let anything happen to Prince Nabu. Kiyt needed him, and deep down, River wanted to fucking drown with the man dragging out every possible emotion within him.
Thinking back to how Prince Nabu spoke before leaving, River felt stupid for not taking it more seriously.
“If I don’t come back, would you care?”
Would he care? Yes, he would. He knew from the moment he had Kiyt; he would fucking care.
River held a baby in his arms, rocking back and forward on the chair while humming. The baby peacefully slept as River stared down at him, tenderly smiling. He had never felt love so strongly before. He had tried with his master, but his master would care for him, only to push away each time.
And now, holding this beautiful boy in his arms, what more could River ask for?
“He is so beautiful.” A voice spoke, moving closer as they sat on the arm of the chair, reaching their hand out. The hand touched the tiny curled hand.
River followed the hand to an arm and finally to the face of Prince Nabu. The alpha held the same expression as him. They ignored the torture of the outside world and focused on the baby that they created together. Here, everything was peaceful.
Forget that one was an assassin and the other a prince to another territory. Here, they are two fathers with a beautifully born son.
“He is.” River finally answered while looking back down as he felt his heart pounding. For the first time, River wanted to leave it all. He wanted to stay here with this weirdly created family.
But, things can never be easy like that.
One, Prince Nabu and him are not together and could never be. Two, he could not leave being an assassin; it meant death. And Prince Nabu could not just walk away from being a prince. Lastly, they both were not supposed to have Kiyt—River because he is an assassin, and Prince Nabu is supposed to marry an alpha and have children with them.
The reality hitting him almost had River choking, “Nabu, we can play the perfect life for him, but we will crash faster than a flimsily built house. So, promise me that you would never leave him one day.”
Prince Nabu looked at their son, then at him with clear, resolved eyes, “I promise never to leave both of you.”
And that became the first sign of River’s dam cracking as water seeped through the cracks.
If I ignore that I am the author and take this from a reader’s point of view, Ghost and Prince Nabu break my heart; they always have me in tears. Or that could just be me; I am a sucker for sad shit. (My blind self, writing with tears in my eyes is so fun). Am I getting the emotions across to y’all correctly?
Yes you are 😭😭
Yeah and you’re doing it perfectly 🙁😕
Thanks for the chapter ♥️♥️
You are doing a great job, I just want to save them both and let them live happily in the forest with their son and Grandma.😊