"And there they go," she muttered as she watched the two leave the castle disguised as commoners.
"Hmm, but it'll be fun if there's a little twist. What do you think, Amon?" she muttered while the young man shrugged with a smile.
Meanwhile, they hang out like the old times. He took a huge hit that made the ball fly far above the sky and based on the sound it will produce, it will determine how high it went. So the owner of the stall can decide who is going to be the winner. Evan was watching with his arms crossed; he doesn't seem to be enjoying it, thinking that they are no longer kids for such things.
But Kal still insisted, teasing him so much up until he was persuaded to play.
"Like the old times," he put his arm around his neck, showing him a big smile.
"Now let's proceed to the grownup section," he winks. He rented a small room in a resto-bar. The waiter is placing the bottles of cheap wine on their tables.
'How ironic,' Evan thought. He knew that his friend's alcohol tolerance is as low as the bass voice of the old theater actor in the capital that used to sing at traditional events.
In half a bottle, Kal turns flushed red and tipsy; within three bottles, he is already drank asleep. He put one bottle down and stared at him. It looks like he will be carrying this guy back to the castle.
Kal was just a sneaky boy who successfully passed the guards and found him locked up in his room. Someone who loves to explore because he might never be doing that again one day. A very outgoing, restricted guy. Now, here he is, breaking the rules whenever he wants to.
"How bubbly?" Amon criticizes while he enters. "That golden retriever boy has always been the opposite of you but you just let him do whatever he wants around you; maybe you were lovers in your past lives, don't you think?" he added.
A light brownish-haired young guy appeared. He does not have any living aura at all like he is an object and not a human.
"Greetings, Emperor," he stated.
"Who on earth are you and what on earth are you saying?" Evan asked, surprised that the guy knew their identity behind the disguise.
"It seems like we have been spied on," he stated. He stood up and unleashed his sacred weapon but the young man doesn't show any trace of fear.
"Such a weak vessel for a strong weapon; so you still use it even though it slowly kills you?" he stated. Evan was even more intrigue when the young man uttered things about his weapon.
Amon smiled; he successfully caught his attention and curiousity at the same time. "Well, I'm not here to tell you details. I'm here to give you a gift as requested," he remarked.
"Spill out the information," Evan commanded. The young man smirked and altered the place into another realm. It is a typical happening from his previous combat, "an eternal threader," he suspected.
He uses his sacred weapon and utters, "Fire," and fire appears and attacks his opponent.
Meanwhile, Amon wanted to play with him a little; he extended his hand, stating the same word, "fire," and fire apears as well.
The strange young man does the same attack that he did. Do they possess the same weapon? Is it a long-lost twin weapon of Whispering Paradox? Or is it an imitating weapon?
He tried to control his body, "paralyze," command by the emperor but it was useless against him.
'What's happening?' The thought clung in his head but the whispering paradox did not provide him any answers.
The young man spoke again, "Paralyze." He had tasted the same medicine that he was giving his enemies.
He fell on the floor, unable to move.
The only defeat experienced by the second prince was inflicted out of the extreme obsession of the previous emperor to oppress, intimidate, and control him and now it stung on him like poison.
"This is just conditioning you for the future," Amon stated as he walked towards him and pat his head.
"Receive our gift, emperor. Enjoy," he smiled emptily as he remarked.
The next day comes and the union ceremony for the brides and the emperor will take place soon.
The chief priest was dealing with a hangover inside his room. Everyone thought he was just sick, cancelling out the idea that the symptoms were obviously accurate on being drunk last night.
They returned even though it was raining heavily last night despite of the fact that the priest was unconscious and the emperor was in a bad mood. Evan will still continue the next day in the same state.
The union ceremony finally took place after a few cleaning and proceeded with a great grand reception.
Each bride signs the union contract and kisses the emperor's hands instead of kissing him on the lips. Such custom was applied to avoid too much contact with multiple people at the same time.
Then he shared 5 cups with each and danced with them one by one.
Everything was emotionless; everything was typically cold as usual. The sensation of lightness, warmth, peace, sweetness, longing, obsession, and adoration is not present to any of the women.
Unlike last night.
The whole capital was astonished when the sirens began to ring and warn the whole capital that there's an attack.
The emperor commanded Prince Caster to take him to the city's citadel and see who dares to attack his empire.
The prince unleash his sacred weapon and transforn into a hugebeast that flies across the sky. The emperor climb up and they flew to the citadel.
When they arrived, one of his servants gave him a telescope to see who the offenders were atthe distance and there he saw familiar faces. His half brother and his butler, the mother of the honorary lady, the eternal threader Seda and rebellious royalties, who form an alliance altogether with the enemies that he allows to escape the gullotine and live as commoners.
"KNEEL IN FRONT OF ME, YOU B*STARD. I'LL TAKE WHAT'S MINE!!!" he exclaimed his usual line.
The emperor sighed like he was all fed up with the same sh*t that's happening between him and his elder half brother.
"Is that the insane first prince?" Prince Caster commented as he changed his form back to human.
There is a huge dark cloud following them from above and spreads darkness on the land like charcoal covering the place. The words that the young man told him last night resounded in his head: "I am preparing you for the future."
From that moment he knew that there would be a war and it was not an easy one.
He turned around and with an audible voice, he alerted his people. "THERE WILL BE A WAR!!!"
Everyone went to there position and prepared for the defense.
He prepared his subordinates, including his assasins and eternal threaders and even regular soldiers.
They are evacuating the civilians into a safe.
When the enemy reaches the walls. The collision finally sparks, and since everything is in chaos, some desperate and evil civilians look for the clustered goods to be transported since they need it to survive.
The palace's stock is unfortunately empty.
"Where's the relief? Where are the tons of gold that will be transported to the branches of the empire?" A commoner shouted.
Princess Beatrice knocked the robber asleep, also wondering where are the materials that they prepared.
Princess Shannon came to where she is after taking down a few intruders; there they found Duke Oliver. "There are a lot of wounded casualties; why are the healers and enchanters limited?" The young princess asked.
A soldier who is passing overheard them, and as he pays them his salute, he also mentions the rushed command that was implemented by the emperor earlier.