Change is hard to accept for someone who is used to things going their way at all times. The crown prince was seated at the breakfast table staring at his plate. Looking past the food on his plate, he could see his reflection in the plate.
The short hair he saw melted the ice in his heart, he tried so hard to convince himself that it was a dream that he would wake up to but that was not to be. The reality was a lot harsher than he wanted to believe. His hair was gone all for reasons that wasn't even valid. All because the prince of Xeris believed him to be after some woman, Sashina.
Ever since prince Nedryn came to Aphidia, he had been under the impression that he Davion Draleon Blakemore was interested in this woman. His obsession with the girl is the reason for the choices that the prince had made.
He grabbed hold of the knife beside his plate and held it tightly in his hand. The knife cut through his hand but he didn't even flinch. He yearned for Jason's blood. He wanted to hang the head of the culprit over his head to look at every morning before he started the day and every night before he went to sleep.
He shot his gaze from his plate to Jason. His blood shot eyes threatening him without the prince opening his mouth. Jason looked up feeling the piercing gaze on himself. He gulped meeting the crown prince's eyes. He knew the reason for that glare, it is for the crime that he had committed against the male.
He had thought that it was no big deal what he had done because of the reaction that the prince had when they met in the morning but that was not to be. It turned out that it was a big deal and he was affected. The prince looked very mad that his blood shivered from the thought of the things that the male would do to him.
He looked away from the prince but even then he could still feel his eyes burying holes in his skin. He swallowed hard.
He thought that he could ignore the crown prince but it wasn't possible. The table was full of people, all of which were quite not daring to open their mouths to talk and make conversation. The air around was thick with fear and anger.
The crown prince's anger and mood was affecting everyone, even the king was not in a mood to say what he had called the meeting for. He might always seem brave have the courage to throw a shoe at his son and joke around with him but it is only depending on his mood. And his current mood was not call for jokes, he was angry.
"I have lost my appetite," Jason announced to the people seated on the table. He walked out of the room with sweat trickling down his forehead. He had this intense fear in his gut that he had made a very big mistake by cutting the prince's hair. And that the male was just waiting for the right moment to strike at him and when he did then he will be helpless to stop it.
"Father," the prince spoke. Everyone at the table raised their heads and paid him attention when he spoke. "I want to go to the border and see if I can contain the problem there," he uttered.
Everyone drew their breaths, what he mentioned was to actually go to the Seam of the underworld. The source of the shadows that terrorize the world. The Seam was the most dangerous place in the world, day by day they lose soldiers to the monsters that sneak past the Seam and into their and there he was the crown prince of Aphidia volunteering to go there to defend the fronts of Aphidia.
They all waited to hear the king refuse him and explain the dangers of going to the Seam. "That sounds like a good idea," the king started to say surprising everyone who expected him to turn the prince down. "When would you like to depart?" the king added.
"Today, as soon my letter arrives," he said.
"Letter?" the king inquired. The sudden change in his son was confusing and he couldn't say that he didn't fear for his life sending him to the seam. But the prince not in a negotiating mood. Whether he gave his permission or not, the man would go there anyway. So he gave his permission, he would feel better knowing he was that guessing.
"It is nothing, you don't need to worry about it," he informed to the king. He didn't touch his food and walked out of the room, his movements were steady and unmoved. His appearance was calm but he was burning with anger underneath it all.
"Your letter has arrived," Winrus informed to him. The crown prince's lips curled u into an evil smile. Winrus moved from his line of sight and let him open the letter.
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He read above the letter and smirked. He folded the letter and matched in the direction of Nerdyn's room. He wanted to deliver the news to the prince personally. Winrus walked behind him feeling sorry for the soul that the prince was about to crush. He was well aware of the smile that the prince wore and what it meant.
They made to the room, without bothering to knock, he let himself into the room. Jason and Zanir were talking to each other when the crown prince's arrival startled both of them.
"Crown p…"
"Spare me the formalities snake charmer," Davion rudely interrupted his greetings. He had not come there to chit chat; he came to break Jason's heart. He handed the letter he had to Zanir, Jason nervously played with his fingers curious of what was contained in the letter than the prince brought.
He watched Zanir's face fell and his brows furrowed. Whatever was written in the letter, he was sure that he wouldn't like it one bit.
"It's a letter from your father," Zanir spoke directing to Jason. "You have been ordered to join crown prince Davion to the Seam. And are hereby placed under his command and you are expected to do and say only as the prince says," Zanir added.
Jason felt his heart tighten, his fear had come true. He had no idea what the seam was as it was not in the original plan but for Zanir to be shaken by it then it couldn't be good. "This is going to be fun," the prince uttered coldly. "We leave in half an hour," he added and left the room.