I don't understand the rule of the world how do they work,so I don't really know what the purpose of my life.
Every seconds of my life repeated that I remember every chats and I will know what will happened everytime so I assumed it was the same for everyone.
Until I found out, I was the only one that have memories that are forgotten so asking them what they don't remember will either made them angry, or they just let you be.
I rediscover, It wasn't me that came from the future, It wasn't their fault for not remembering incident involving them, It was my fault for seeking in to the fufure myself.
I saw mother's doubt, I couldn't figured out why she is being restless these days sighing all the time because I stopped having those unreasonable dream for a year.
The last moment I saw through a peek into near future was a reflection of a sad woman, my mother standing in front of the mirror without budging and the dream stays the same so we ended up staring at each other.
My mother is the prettiest woman I have ever seen, I am happy when people praises me for looking like her because I know I will be a fine man when I grow up.
But now I don't, because that beauty was torturing me like it did to my mother. Her reflection saying so much how she slowly turning into a hideous monster, envolving into a demon she ignored.
Eliot nodding his head following the rhythm echoed in his mind. Dancing to every line of the songs unbothered my giggling servants feeling ticklish to his cute behavior.
"good evening your highness, where are you headed to? Need a company?" there only a few servants in the west wing of the palace where he and his mother stay.
So he recognized all of the servant under his mother. So is this kitchen helper that was on his way with a pile of dirty plates.
The crown prince politely bowed to him saying hello then shaking his head as a no. The kitchen helper touched by his manner so he obliged to the crown prince's decision.
"He might be a half blood, but he is a good kid I hope nothings bad will happen to the crown prince" says someone from the corner of the hall.
"I like Her Grace though, I thought she was like that of a woman that seduce a wealthy man and mess around, I regret saying that."
It is known, a marriage of different status possible though it's rarely done. Who would have though the king would have a half blood son from his first relationship.
Tons of marriages with different backgrounds ended with failure because the partner of the lower status would often cheated after becoming a noble.
A firstborn of those couples would often neglect to the point they are starved to death because they wouldn't be call a noble birth as one of the parents is a commoner.
A firstborn is a half born, while the second will be a pure blood since the commoner parent is now a noble after sometimes.
Unless a king did that, not only his son is a half blood he is supposed to die at birth, he's not supposed to exist. It not official yet, but the king adored his first born and began to call him the crown prince.
Even Marcus disagree, but what can he do Lukas already broke the tradition by making Thalia as his queen. He had enemies before he ascended the throne now he's making more with Eliot as his heir to the throne.
"a living hell indeed" since there weren't many people his voice echoed. The servants were looking at each other scared the cute little prince spend too much time with the king's brother or his uncle now that he knew how to curse.
The crown prince quit humming now that he is reaching his destination. Only his shoes clacking in that empty corridor.
Srikkk,
The crown prince stopped his walking. His eyeball moving around with a heavy breath. He wanted to move but he is worried. If he move something will follow him from behind.
Something limling would approached the crown prince dragging him somewhere unknown. How did he know that? He don't know as well. I might be he have been there before, or seeing the glimpse of it in his dream.
"A living hell" His lips trembled.
Just 20 more steps, if he ran and dash in to her grace door nothing would happen as he is sure his mother knew what to do. And yet, he started to numb hearing the upcoming limping sounds.
"son" a soft voice calling him.
Very close to the ear as if the limping body was beside him the whole time. His teeth began clattering and thr crown prince clasped his fist together.
'mother is in the room, this is not her'
"come" she said it again. A cold wet palm tucking inside of the clasped finger, succeeded she grinned and took the crown prince away.
Blank mind, he nodded accepting the invitation without a fuss, he is walking backwards so he couldn't see the face of the woman.
"Good boy"
His head dropped, he wasn't walking he was being dragged instead like a worn out puppet he listened to limping sound better now that he didn't think of anything.
A cold breeze slip through the opened window blewing off every candles in the halls. Chill run down his spine so his eyebrows twitched.
'if I recalled, the windows are supposed to keep tight after 8, and why is it not?' who dare to disobey his mother now that woman is no longer a comoner?
'shadow?'
'no?!'
They come to far into a darkened path that his shadows vanished no one will realized his state. No one will take him away into a safe place. He forgot how to breath.
'This isn't a hallucinations right? Is this a dream?'
To justify the helder of his palm is indeedd the queen, he took the courage to squeeze the hands and it felt hard as a rock, no heat coming out of the skin of that woman like every living creature.
"aaa..." he let out a whimp, however somethjng seemed to stucked in his throat enabling him to talk.
'becareful in the dark my prince, if you are alone don't dwell for too long it's dangerous'
Is this why his mother told him that? Was it not because crimes often done in the dark where it was hidden in human blind spot?
Was it because skmething invisible preying him when there's nobody around!
'why didn't I noticed there weren't any lights when I came? Was it why the kitchen helper wanted to help me?
'I am scared'
A strong scent of Magnolia tree outside of the window got into his nose trills, that was how his mother smells like.
How could he let this rotten smell got him carried away and snatched him away like it was intentional.
A quick response the crown prince covered his mouth and nose due to the awful stench.
"hmm?"
He isn't supposed to have a drastic movement. Judging om how he lifted his hand to his face, he is nt longer bound to the creature's enhancement.
"kekekekeke" through the corner of his eyes, the crown prince could be a tall woman whom he saught to be a giant laughing out loud along with her shoulders.
Trough the reflection on balcony windows, that woman was laughing while immersing the crown prince reaction. She was close to Eliot, or to be exact her head is next to him.
"hihihi" the laugh shifted from the left to the right side of his ear this time.the creature did that after stretching out her head like a rubber to tease the crown prince.
Crack,
Resting her cold harded face on Eliot's face, a cracking bones through her shifting movements vanished.
"Sam?" it was dim. A guy is pressing his back on the wall with a crossed arms watching the entire thing. He even yawned now that his whereabouts is known.
Tch,
The crown prince recognised this knight. He is his father personal attenant who will stick ti his majesty every hour.
So, is his father near?
"sir Samuel" he whispers his name.
Can't he see this? Can't he see the size of this being that dragging him into somewhere that people wouldn't even know exist.
Is it because he isn't an official heir yet that Samuel let him be refused to lend a hand? Samuel walked closer, he thought that knight would help him. Unfortunately, he came closer to see clearly it to see how the unooficial crown prince would save himself.
Is this what the tradition call of? I won't get any help to justify how good or great I am if I can't help myself in this situation?
Is this woman, or tall being kn of the obstacles made by the firet emperor?
"help me" he plead.
The boy pointed his little arm toward the knight, and the knight keep on staring at him with a dumb face as if he's not willing to take any action. It would be different if the person in front of him is his father, Samuel would have unsheated his sword and slay this impudent being as he dare to prey on the king's son.
Samuel eyes shifed above Eliot's head, the being that tangling on to him were staring at the knight underneath him. They were like that like a couple of second acknowledging each other's presence.
Until samuel nodded his head at the tall being and grinned. Later on, Sameul stand staright with a menancing face the confront the being.
Hisss!
"you are hers!" the tall being stomped her feets and decided to flee along with Eliot because she knew she will lose if she challenged the shrimp knight.
"sam?" then again, Samuel dissappeared. He isn't there anymore. His feet were cold his heart pounding crazily.
"samuel!" He cried for help but his plead responsed with a total silence. Occupied with sadness he closed his eyes,
"I don't want to die, mother"
He hope Thalia would open the door and rescued him. A mother wouldn't abandoned his son right? His mother loved him the most off all people among her circle he is sure of that!