The Dagger's Rose || l.s (completed)

Twenty seven *

Warning : Mention of violence and blood

Harry was at his palace, finally after a long time. His mum was sick, crying because of his dad. She told she'll leave his dad soon. Harry didn't like the idea of their parents separating but he wanted his mum to be happy.

His sister talked to him about her life and she also asked him about his life at Beast's palace.

He wanted to tell her the worst things about him but all he could remember was his pretty eyes and sunshine smile. He told her about how Beast was ready to give up on him and hurt himself to keep him safe.

"Belle, I think he is the one for you!", his sister said.

"But Gemma, he is a Beast! How can I marry a stubborn, grumpy Beast!", Harry whined.

"But he loves you so much, doesn't he?", Gemma said with a smile.

Harry tried to deny but he couldn't stop blushing.

Suddenly he heard a voice at the back of his head, telling him to go back to the Beast.

'He is sick! He needs you right now! He messed things up with his best friend. He has no one to take care of him! Please go back to him, please', the voice said. He couldn't recognise the voice at first but then realised it sounded just like his own voice, as if his conscience was speaking to him.

He immediately waved goodbye to both his mum and sister and wore the ring. He was back at Beast's palace within seconds.

"The enchanted rose is dying, Beast won't be alive for a long time. He is twenty one now! He needs to unite with his love as soon as possible. Please take care of him! Only you can do it Belle!", Candelabrum screeched.

Harry ran towards Beast's room, holding his long gown train.

"Does he know yet?!", Harry heard someone's voice as he woke up. His hands and legs were attached to the chair. He remembered being forced into this tiny room by strong arms and he was tied to the chair immediately. He didn't ask them too many questions, nor did he cry in fear. He knew who had sent them. He knew who he had fallen in love with. He was ready to face his fate this time.

He wished Louis was there to watch him again but he was kidding himself obviously.

He had stared at the wall for few minutes and then fell asleep. The loud voices of the people near him woke him up.

"No he doesn't. It's almost impossible for him to find us. He would never think of this place", another man with covered face said.

"But I want him to see his Harry here, struggling with us, unable to escape. After all he did give me a black eye just because I didn't provide food to Harry", the boy said. He had covered his face too. Harry guessed it was the same guy who watched him two years ago when Louis was away for a week.

"But..... isn't Louis Nathan's son? Why wouldn't he listen to his own son?", the man asked.

The boy chuckled, "Nathan is heartless. He wouldn't let go of Harry easily this time. Louis can't do shit", he said, probably smirking behind the face cover.

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Louis couldn't find Harry. He called him but he didn't answer. He searched everywhere in the woods but no sign of Harry. He knew this was coming but he didn't want to think worse. He just wished that Harry was nearby and was probably pranking him for worrying too much. He screamed his name, begged him to come back to him, but no response from Harry. He suddenly saw a tiny pond at the far end of the woods and walked towards it. He saw marks of vehicle's tyres on the ground beside it. His heart started pounding in his chest.