Chapter 143: (143): A Gift

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~ Bolingtone

"Whoa! Isn't it a gown box?" Karim asked, taking a dig of his pipe.

"Stop smoking that sh*ty weed!"

Winston growled, he had bought a new weed that disgusted this man.

Karim shrugged, "when you drag yours no one protests!"

"Did the prince order it for Lady Luna? The girl must be scared of seeing those men in the palace."

Asked Raphael.

"Are you gossiping like some fools?"

Huxley was in the doorway.

The rest of the captains who presented in the hall turned to him whose footsteps were getting closer.

The prince came after him with his new pupil.

"Where is Rave? I couldn't see him lately." Questioned Nicolas.

"Possibly fooling in the taverns."

Winston replied him.

"What is that?"

Wilmore directed to the box.

The men were surprised, if he didn't order it then who had sent a woman's gown to the knights' station.

"Maybe someone sent it to the wrong address." Shrugged Karim.

"Where did it come from?"

Eliot had some ideas, the box had the scent of Elizabeth James perfume.

"Riva, it is for the prince." Karim notified, stepping away.

Wilmore shot him an aggressive glare, the man flinched, appeared that the weed smoke offended his prince too. He couldn't insult this one who was ready always to feed his sword.

Picking the Box, Wilmore peeked at Karim, "keep dragging this sh*t if you want to say hail to the devil, tonight!"

Karim swallowed and the pipe parted from his lips,  dropped in his hand. Coughing!

"You two come with me, perhaps I must dress Karim in a woman gown to force him!"

The men in the hall burst out laughing. Karim dropped the pipe off his palm and shattered it under his feet, putting stress on his gritting words answered, "As you command your grace."

He turned on his heels and went outside, slamming the door behind. His pride was pricked.

They ascended the stairs and went to the prince's chamber. His mind was left with the girl who didn't want to see anyone. As he heard from Natasha she just followed her sessions' ladyship. He had some inane feelings, ran hapless.

He placed the box on the table, "Could Rave settle in the tavern?"

"Yes, your majesty! He has been sweeping and mopping the floor."

The prince smirked but his eyes drifted on stern Eliot. Something had happened to him.

He turned back, ignoring the box that he was so curious about.

"Do we have unsettled stuff that I am unaware of it?"

He directed Eliot instead Huxley dropped his head with shame. The prince frowned, thus, something serious had arisen so it made them like this.

"Speak, kid! I want to know whose tongue in my family stung someone."

"My mother!"

Hux shot out the word.

"And princess Livia!" Eliot added. Huxley was unaware of this one.

"Well, I am all ears."

He folded his arms in his chest. 

"Mrs. Bolingtone noted that her daughter should not walk around with a slave and a day after that, Princess Livia summoned me, asking me to keep my distance away from her."

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"It was why you were ignoring her, wasn't it?"

Eliot couldn't say a word as his heart was flaring and he was pricked by the back.

"Because of me, they did it also for her blood, it doesn't amount to something either way! Ignore them if you want not to regret your emotions. Otherwise, go back to Phola."

Wilmore told him out of the blue. The kid looked to be at his wit's end. He wanted him beside Natasha, to keep her alive.

"What do you mean!"

"Keep it hidden, my sister never was touched by a man, she rarely smiled and her obsession used to torment us but since we returned from Phola, she nagged less at our ass. Besides, she committed suicide last year because of my mother, she was close to beheading herself."

Huxley's hand landed on his shivering shoulder. He couldn't say that they were cursed as it was Natasha's optional choice to let the kid know.

"What if they notice and harm her?" He was dying inside, while his days and nights were passing to leave Phola and would find her, she was about to take her own life.

"Then protect her."

Wilmore's eyes rolled upon him from the floor.

"I will give my life her."

"Stay alive for her and become our brother," Hux added, "Your majesty, don't you open the box?"

He nodded and got back to the box,  removing the lid, he saw wrapped envelopes. He held them in his hand and stared at the majestic gown that appeared from nowhere. Why didn't he think of buying a gift for the girl?

"Wow! Cousin, this is what we needed to spark the conversation with the girls."

"The girls? This is for Lady Luna! Huxley."

"Yes, I was meaning that."

Eliot smirked, "sir Huxley might mean princess Aya!"

Huxley shot him a glare.

"Perhaps, I prefer to take out that tongue of yours."

Wilmore chuckled. "Stop arguing! Let's see what is this notebook."

He picked it up and showed them, putting back the lid.

He began unwrapping the tie and the first page started with an imp drawing that had leading fletchers and notes.

"Lord James is impressive."

He grinned widely. Huxley and Eliot couldn't kill their curiosity and ducked their heads to snatch a look.

"Huh? Which part of an imp drawing it cool?"

Huxley growled.

"What a beautiful handwriting." Eliot complimented.

"Fine!" Wilmore flipped to the next page, shot the notebook after reading the next notice on the second page, he continued, "I will read it and inform you, not every physician would like to slay an imp to study its body."

"I would never wish to witness one!" Hux somewhat wanted to kill them but butchering to learn about their bodies was not in his dish.

"I am going to the palace, who is coming?"

Hux and Eliot exchanged a glance, "shall we go quit the sulk?"

"Lady Natasha did not come back here because of me. I think I must apologize to her." Eliot replied.

"Stop wasting my time, jump at the chance." The prince nagged, snatching a book from his library.

Wilmore shrugged, drawing his path holding the box while the envelopes were trusted in his vest's pockets. He couldn't get an opportunity to give her back the book.

They headed out and galloped to the palace. They didn't drag the path to a distraction and straightforward went to the tower. It was evening and the ladies returned from their sessions. 

The men moved up the tower and saw Nemo coming out of his chamber to change his shift with another guard.

He bowed to the prince and his brother, "I want to see Lady Luna!"

"Lady Aya and my sister are with her. Let me announce it."

Wilmore waited there, grasping the smirk on Eliot's face and the blushed Huxley. 

Hux was with many girls but Wilmore never saw this man blushing while hearing a Lady's name. Hux was fond of the girl who came here to become the prince's mistress.. That was why he was holding himself back, Wilmore didn't want it. 

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