The Tale of the Two Princes : Benevolent Sacrifice │ Part 10
"Your Highness!!" The gatekeepers hastened open the gate as they recognized Prince William outside.
The seneschal received the brief but important message and promptly went to the vestibule to verify the information provided by the royal gatekeepers.
"Prince William! What happened to you? Where is Prince Nathan?" the seneschal was perplexed. Looking at the dreadful prince dressed in rug-like clothing and escorted by a teenage boy he had never seen before.
"He arrives just as I am ready to enter Oizys' Mountain. The wind at the entryway won't allow me pass through for some reason, so Nathan sent me here to the palace and went into the mountain by himself." Prince William explained.
"He's Percy. Take care of him because he saves me," the prince said as he headed directly to the queen's bedroom after a month of traveling back to the palace to check on his ailing mother.
Prince William was walking along the west wing when he heard a familiar voice calling him from behind. Suddenly, it appears like euphoric chemicals are coursing through his veins, causing his heart to race as if it were going to burst at any moment.
"Y-you're back," Princess Amelie said, "but where is Prince Nathan?" Touching the diamond on her ring finger.
"I sincerely apologize, Princess. Let us just hope he comes back safely. If you'll excuse me."
He entered the queen's bedroom and leaned against the door, ripping his heart out as the princess wailed on the other side. He wishes he could console her, embrace her, and make her feel less alone, but seeing her in this state because of his brother pains him even more.
In the dark realm.
"You've had the audacity to come here with a weak heart, even after being warned by the tales about me, and now you're pleading for help?" said an unknown sinister voice resonating across the realm.
"O-Oizys? I-Is that you? W-Where are you?" Prince Nathan said, startled.
"Oh, you know me. Knowing that I am known as a minor goddess, a malevolent spirit with no followers or worshippers, maybe because they felt that I have bad intentions towards humans beyond creating misery and distress, which is accurate." Oizys stated, smirking.
"Enough of my depressing thoughts and sentiments; what do you want, young man?" she asked.
"Please, cure my mother. I would do everything, just cure her," Prince Nathan begged.
"It always surprises me how a royalty is pleading just to seek my help when people like you treat yourselves like gods in your magnificent castles," Oizys remarked.
"I can't help you, and the good news is that you'll be trapped here forever," she added, her voice booming down the hole.
"Oizys! Wait. Come back! Oizys!!—" yelled Prince Nathan, but he received no response.
Three months had passed in the human world, but felt like minutes in the dark realm. There is no such thing as day and night. There is no winter, spring, summer, or fall, or even rain or sun, Prince Nathan has lost track of everything.
"Why is this happening to me? Did I deserve this? It seems like I am always the sacrificial one. The one who should always understands. I seem fine and strong so they don't bother asking me if I'm already hurting. I'm smiling but inside of me is slowly tearing apart.
I let myself be bound by royal etiquette that I had not chosen to begin with. I am a good son and a caring brother. I did not kill or maim anyone. I did everything in my power to help my people. So why? " he thought to himself.
Yello! 💛
Eyy! I'm back beeping in your feed!
I've been gone for five days because my immune system is acting up, and I'm still recovering. The bebuu forbids me from drinking cold drinks, so no iced coffee for me until I'm fully recovered. *crying in silence*
Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this, and I'd appreciate it if you could stay for the last few installments of this series.
Stay safe always! Santé.
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I’m always in awe on how you put every character of yours accurately, whether your story is fantasy or medieval era like this one. That’s just means that you just don’t write, but you actually made everything close to reality. Hehe great job pumpkin!