[Bring Me To Life- by Evanescence(low volume)]
"full name."
"Canton Severin Alastair"
"Age?"
"Ninety eight."
"Occupation."
"Prince of Ink Blood and the heir of the throne."
Tristian and king Alastair shared a knowing look while the rest of the team were writing down the answers and the reactions.
"Who is this?" Tristian asked Canton and pointed at king Alastair.
Canton briefly glanced at his father. "The king of Ink Blood" His face was blank.
"What do you do when a human appears in front of you?"
"I kill it." Canton replied coolly.
Both Tristian and the king grinned in satisfaction.
"But what if they're innocent?" Tristian pushed.
"No human is innocent."
"Do you think they all deserve to die?"
"Yes, sir"
"What about the Inks that defy you?"
"Killed."
"Why?"
"Nobody defies the prince."
"Won't you feel guilty?"
Canton was silent for a few seconds. He looked like he was processing Tristian's words. "I do not recognize this word."
"Who are these people?" Tristian asked and showed him a picture of his mother and siblings.
Canton stared at the picture unmoving and expressionless. "Family" he paused for only a second making everyone hold their breaths. "Of slaves."
Tristian exhaled inaudibly while king Alastair chuckled lowly.
"Finally, who am I?"
Canton fixed his gaze on Tristian, his eyes emptier than ever.
Tristian was staring back at him, his expression intense, eager.
"A scientist."
Tristian kept looking at the prince, his eyes never leaving Canton's.
"Good job, Valder. Leave me alone with my son, now."
Tristian nodded and bowed his head at the king. "Your highness."
He glanced at a numb Canton one last time before he and his team walked out of the laboratory.
King Alastair was staring at Canton with a wicked smirk on his face.
"Now." He said and grabbed at Canton's chin. "I can proudly claim you as my son."
Canton kept looking at his father with a stone cold expression. "Yes, sir."
"You're everything I ever wanted you to be."
"Yes, sir."
"You made my life really hard, Canton. I was actually about to kill you." He started caressing his cheek. "Do you understand what I'm talking about?"
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Teen Fiction{ BxB, GxG } {suicidal thoughts, slavery} "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞? 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲" - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐫