The Tears of a Prince
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Was death a suiting punishment for a horrid crime? Lun had thought about that when Kai allowed Philip to bite him. Wasn't death too simple? Maybe an escape even from the hunting reality. He had closed his eyes, thinking he was going to make it out of this whole situation easily. He would simply die while Aira would remain here, all alone and cold after she realized his death wouldn't change a thing. It was almost as if he was choosing to punish her, even though he had no intention to.
In those mere seconds the vampire asked so many questions to no one in particular but when you stand alone before your end, suddenly you don't feel so smart. Orelse you would have been able to avoid it. So, did Lun really deserve to die? Who decided that in the first place anyways? He wondered, a grin on his face. He was laughing at himself that even at times like this he always wanted to know why. Why did things end up this way? Why did he have to do it and why did he end up bearing all the guilt alone? Why…why…why…
It was very unpleasant, he realized dejected. He didn't like this sensation, this wave of guilt that was suddenly drowning him. It happened so long ago he was close to forgetting it. The pain he had felt, the fear and the disgust. He had hated himself. He had wished he could turn back time and now after everything all these thoughts were remerging like the corpses of his dead enemies, zombies of his mind that were not after his brain but his soul.
Underneath him existed just the void, an endless darkness. It was the first time that the shadows and their horrors were associated with his doom. Somehow everything seemed so fragile, life itself began to have the slightest meaning. Why was it that when you were about to lose something you considered a given you end up realizing how much you need it.
As Lun was being swayed like a baby in its mother's embrace, tangled in the strong roots Aira was looking at him, her eyes burning with hatred as she blamed him for the horrid that she had called her life. She raised her arm, filled with tattoos, a witch's mark, her coven's and a sign of her position. Her body, a canvas. Her palm was facing the werewolf and Lun struggled, pulling his arms and shaking his legs to get out of this death trap.
"You don't want to do this." he told her and the woman smirked, her eyes void of life.
"I do, I always wanted to and now that the gods gave me this chance, I won't waste it. Die and meet our son in hell, fall on your knees and apologize!" She screamed at him, the air becoming stronger, pushing back her wild hair. She closed her palm, creating a fist of pale fingers pointing at the roots that began to loosen. Lun found himself in the air for a few split seconds. He had never felt like that before, so….alive but at the same time so scared to lose that.
He began falling, the smell of the soil invading his nostrils. Where was he going to end up? Was there going to be a bottom where he crushed, his bones shattering? Then maybe Aira would close the hole, leaving him there to remain for all eternity, trapped in this enchanted forest.
That was what Lun believed would happen. He wouldn't die, he would actually be restrained in eternal torment. This witch was good, he told himself and a scoff escaped his lips.
His predictions though ended up being false. The vampire did not fall, he did not crush in the hard ground nor felt his bones break one by one. He simply kept swaying there, his body dangling actually, supported by something.
The man opened his eyes wide, feeling someone wrap an arm around his wrist and under the strong moonlight he found Xan, standing there on his knees, keeping him barely alive…again. He blinked, thinking that maybe it was one of Aira's tricks. It would be a very good plan to make him feel saved just to kill his hope. The illusion did not scatter, the prince was actually there, saving him.
The white haired man groaned, pulling him up with difficulty. He didn't look so well. He was tired and his body was tense, as if he had pulled all his muscles. He threw Lun down, maybe a little bit more roughly than he had to and the man coughed, as he felt his ribcage vibrate from the collision.
"Sorry to ruin this little, oh so bitter moment but this drama has turned sappy and I am busy." Xan said as he got up. He looked over to his clothes, seeing now not only blood but dirt too and from his lips escaped a disgusted sound. The prince looked over at Aira, she was stupefied, not expecting anyone to have the ability to enter this forest without being allowed to.
"How…How did you get in? Only people who are invited can get into this forest." she mumbled and Xan grinned, filled with confidence.
"I've said it a lot of times. I am not like the rest." he told her. "I didn't need to be invited, I just flashed in."
"You wouldn't be able to. The…the forest is…"
"The forest is charmed, yes I know. But guess what, when the caster loses their composure well…the magic weakens." he told her, a cold expression on his face.
"You shouldn't intervene." Aira said between gritted teeth and her vines emerged once more from the ground, intending to restrain the crown prince. Xan fixed his glasses, not seeming scared at all.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." he said completely calmly. Aira's wines stop, standing mid air like cobras waiting to attack. The witch stared at him, confused. "My last name is Avger." he told her and her green eyes widened, his face struck with anger. "You wouldn't want my family to cause a fuss right? I mean, you are not dealing with a mere mafia boss here." he continued.
"I…I won't let him leave." She said, obviously affected by Xan's last name.
"Oh you will, because if you don't you're going to have a very angry queen on your coven's back. But be my guest, kill him" he told her and moved to the side, revealing Lun who had been tossed to the ground. "Then you will have a very angry prince on your back too. But not only in yours and your coven's. On everyone you've ever loved, on your family even the people you have smiled at in the street. Hell I will bring you dead baby back and kill it again if I have to. Am I clear?" he asked her.
"One day, when you don't have the prince I will find you." She said and with a snap of her fingers the two vampires were out of the forest.
"Get up, you pest." The crown prince told Lun. The vampire slowly stood on his feet, his eyes avoiding him.
Xan began walking, seeing the park car the charmed human had left behind he headed towards it. The keys were still inside, the doors wide open. Apparently the witches didn't really care that much about their belongings.
"Aren't you going to ask me anything?" Lun asked the prince. They were standing right in front of each other, the car separating them as they stood at the sides of the doors. Xan frowned, seeming to be perplexed. He took a few seconds to himself, thinking about what he should say.
"You did the right thing. Ending his life." The prince told him and Lun parted his lips, gasping, aghast.
"I did the right thing by taking my own son's life?" he asked.
"You know that this baby would have been hunted down anyways. The royal family, the Bloody People even would have sent assassins after it. You've seen it happen. It is better to have a peaceful death by someone who loves you than get cut into pieces and examined. It might hurt but you…you managed to bear a heavy burden." Xan said.
Lun looked as if he was in the brim of tears. He looked down, unable to meet his eyes and nodded, getting into the car in a hurry. He didn't want Xan to see him cry, even though it had happened before. The crown prince followed, turning on the engine and taking them away from the enchanted forest.
"Thank you." Lun mumbled.
"For what?" Xan asked him as they got back into the road. The sun would rise soon, the sky a beautiful color above their heads and Lun smiled.
"For saving me, again and again. Even though you don't like me."
Xan scoffed, his eyes glued to the road as he spoke.
"Well who would have thought, I am not that heartless after all." he said and the vampire seated next to him laughed.
"You were never heartless. Just a snob prick who is getting on everyone's nerves. Spoiled, ill mannered, ill mouthed, you know all the good stuff."
"I won't be saving you again, I swear."
"Let's hope you won't have to." Lun said and fell back on his seat, relaxing a beat. His eyes followed the disappearing moon and the image of the prince, framed by the moonlight as he saved him flashed before his eyes, making his heart flutter. A small smile appeared on his handsome face. "You know, back there, in the forest. You really looked amazing. The moon was behind you, like a crown and you stood there, your hand on me, my last hope. All I could think of was wow, he really is a prince." Lun complimented him but Xan didn't answer him.
The brown haired vampire had his eyes closed, slowly dozing off, not managing to see Xan, gripping on the steering wheel, a pink shade on his face as he shook his head.
He had been saved once more, by his light.
Xan turned his head, looking at him.
"What an airhead.." he mumbled.
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Chapter 123: 122
Was death a suiting punishment for a horrid crime? Lun had thought about that when Kai allowed Philip to bite him. Wasn't death too simple? Maybe an escape even from the hunting reality. He had closed his eyes, thinking he was going to make it out of this whole situation easily. He would simply die while Aira would remain here, all alone and cold after she realized his death wouldn't change a thing. It was almost as if he was choosing to punish her, even though he had no intention to.
In those mere seconds the vampire asked so many questions to no one in particular but when you stand alone before your end, suddenly you don't feel so smart. Orelse you would have been able to avoid it. So, did Lun really deserve to die? Who decided that in the first place anyways? He wondered, a grin on his face. He was laughing at himself that even at times like this he always wanted to know why. Why did things end up this way? Why did he have to do it and why did he end up bearing all the guilt alone? Why…why…why…
It was very unpleasant, he realized dejected. He didn't like this sensation, this wave of guilt that was suddenly drowning him. It happened so long ago he was close to forgetting it. The pain he had felt, the fear and the disgust. He had hated himself. He had wished he could turn back time and now after everything all these thoughts were remerging like the corpses of his dead enemies, zombies of his mind that were not after his brain but his soul.
Underneath him existed just the void, an endless darkness. It was the first time that the shadows and their horrors were associated with his doom. Somehow everything seemed so fragile, life itself began to have the slightest meaning. Why was it that when you were about to lose something you considered a given you end up realizing how much you need it.
As Lun was being swayed like a baby in its mother's embrace, tangled in the strong roots Aira was looking at him, her eyes burning with hatred as she blamed him for the horrid that she had called her life. She raised her arm, filled with tattoos, a witch's mark, her coven's and a sign of her position. Her body, a canvas. Her palm was facing the werewolf and Lun struggled, pulling his arms and shaking his legs to get out of this death trap.
"You don't want to do this." he told her and the woman smirked, her eyes void of life.
"I do, I always wanted to and now that the gods gave me this chance, I won't waste it. Die and meet our son in hell, fall on your knees and apologize!" She screamed at him, the air becoming stronger, pushing back her wild hair. She closed her palm, creating a fist of pale fingers pointing at the roots that began to loosen. Lun found himself in the air for a few split seconds. He had never felt like that before, so….alive but at the same time so scared to lose that.
He began falling, the smell of the soil invading his nostrils. Where was he going to end up? Was there going to be a bottom where he crushed, his bones shattering? Then maybe Aira would close the hole, leaving him there to remain for all eternity, trapped in this enchanted forest.
That was what Lun believed would happen. He wouldn't die, he would actually be restrained in eternal torment. This witch was good, he told himself and a scoff escaped his lips.
His predictions though ended up being false. The vampire did not fall, he did not crush in the hard ground nor felt his bones break one by one. He simply kept swaying there, his body dangling actually, supported by something.
The man opened his eyes wide, feeling someone wrap an arm around his wrist and under the strong moonlight he found Xan, standing there on his knees, keeping him barely alive…again. He blinked, thinking that maybe it was one of Aira's tricks. It would be a very good plan to make him feel saved just to kill his hope. The illusion did not scatter, the prince was actually there, saving him.
The white haired man groaned, pulling him up with difficulty. He didn't look so well. He was tired and his body was tense, as if he had pulled all his muscles. He threw Lun down, maybe a little bit more roughly than he had to and the man coughed, as he felt his ribcage vibrate from the collision.
"Sorry to ruin this little, oh so bitter moment but this drama has turned sappy and I am busy." Xan said as he got up. He looked over to his clothes, seeing now not only blood but dirt too and from his lips escaped a disgusted sound. The prince looked over at Aira, she was stupefied, not expecting anyone to have the ability to enter this forest without being allowed to.
"How…How did you get in? Only people who are invited can get into this forest." she mumbled and Xan grinned, filled with confidence.
"I've said it a lot of times. I am not like the rest." he told her. "I didn't need to be invited, I just flashed in."
"You wouldn't be able to. The…the forest is…"
"The forest is charmed, yes I know. But guess what, when the caster loses their composure well…the magic weakens." he told her, a cold expression on his face.
"You shouldn't intervene." Aira said between gritted teeth and her vines emerged once more from the ground, intending to restrain the crown prince. Xan fixed his glasses, not seeming scared at all.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." he said completely calmly. Aira's wines stop, standing mid air like cobras waiting to attack. The witch stared at him, confused. "My last name is Avger." he told her and her green eyes widened, his face struck with anger. "You wouldn't want my family to cause a fuss right? I mean, you are not dealing with a mere mafia boss here." he continued.
"Oh you will, because if you don't you're going to have a very angry queen on your coven's back. But be my guest, kill him" he told her and moved to the side, revealing Lun who had been tossed to the ground. "Then you will have a very angry prince on your back too. But not only in yours and your coven's. On everyone you've ever loved, on your family even the people you have smiled at in the street. Hell I will bring you dead baby back and kill it again if I have to. Am I clear?" he asked her.
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Aira took a step back, terrified by his formidable aura. Every part of her body was telling her to run just because she was standing in front of him. Xan locked eyes with her, making her blood freeze and Aira stared at Lun, her firsts tightly closed on her sides."One day, when you don't have the prince I will find you." She said and with a snap of her fingers the two vampires were out of the forest.
"Get up, you pest." The crown prince told Lun. The vampire slowly stood on his feet, his eyes avoiding him.
Xan began walking, seeing the park car the charmed human had left behind he headed towards it. The keys were still inside, the doors wide open. Apparently the witches didn't really care that much about their belongings.
"Aren't you going to ask me anything?" Lun asked the prince. They were standing right in front of each other, the car separating them as they stood at the sides of the doors. Xan frowned, seeming to be perplexed. He took a few seconds to himself, thinking about what he should say.
"You did the right thing. Ending his life." The prince told him and Lun parted his lips, gasping, aghast.
"I did the right thing by taking my own son's life?" he asked.
"You know that this baby would have been hunted down anyways. The royal family, the Bloody People even would have sent assassins after it. You've seen it happen. It is better to have a peaceful death by someone who loves you than get cut into pieces and examined. It might hurt but you…you managed to bear a heavy burden." Xan said.
Lun looked as if he was in the brim of tears. He looked down, unable to meet his eyes and nodded, getting into the car in a hurry. He didn't want Xan to see him cry, even though it had happened before. The crown prince followed, turning on the engine and taking them away from the enchanted forest.
"Thank you." Lun mumbled.
"For what?" Xan asked him as they got back into the road. The sun would rise soon, the sky a beautiful color above their heads and Lun smiled.
"For saving me, again and again. Even though you don't like me."
Xan scoffed, his eyes glued to the road as he spoke.
"Well who would have thought, I am not that heartless after all." he said and the vampire seated next to him laughed.
"You were never heartless. Just a snob prick who is getting on everyone's nerves. Spoiled, ill mannered, ill mouthed, you know all the good stuff."
"I won't be saving you again, I swear."
"Let's hope you won't have to." Lun said and fell back on his seat, relaxing a beat. His eyes followed the disappearing moon and the image of the prince, framed by the moonlight as he saved him flashed before his eyes, making his heart flutter. A small smile appeared on his handsome face. "You know, back there, in the forest. You really looked amazing. The moon was behind you, like a crown and you stood there, your hand on me, my last hope. All I could think of was wow, he really is a prince." Lun complimented him but Xan didn't answer him.
The brown haired vampire had his eyes closed, slowly dozing off, not managing to see Xan, gripping on the steering wheel, a pink shade on his face as he shook his head.
Xan turned his head, looking at him.
"What an airhead.." he mumbled.
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