ch.11 royal house

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The walk was long, going to the royal property. Red Son was quiet, pouting. It amused Mk, making him want to tease him. But he knew better, he could sense Red Son was tired. He saw the castle, forcing his mouth close as he saw it. Still making himself act professional, he followed, a poker face.

" WELCOME. TO THE BULL HOUSE." the king said, gesturing to the castle. Mk nodded at the beauty, while Orange whistled.

" Orange Thunder, do you have an actual name?" The Queen, Princess Iron Fan asked.

" Chéng lèi." He said casually,

" And you, from what I understand, Mk is not your real name." The queen said, turning around to face Mk. Chèng lèi and Red son looked at him in astonishment, apparently not reading their profiles.

" Yes, m'lady. It's Qi Xiăotiān." Mk answer, shuddering slightly at his actual name.

" My, what a beautiful name. Though, it must be mispronounced often. I can understand why you want a shortened version." She said, voice soft and angelic. Mk only nodded, following close behind. Mk heard yelling, then saw a very familiar man. He was muscular, blue, with a long mohawk like hair. Large beads wrapped around tightly to his neck. A kind, far too kind, look in their eyes. It was the knight, the one who had sparked Mk's quest for his occupation.

" It's you!" Both men, now knights said in sinc. The taller, more muscular man laughed. Voice sounding just as kind as his eyes had shown.

" why are you here? If you don't mind me asking." He asked, eyes looking kindly at the monkey trained kid.

" I've become a knight. Or well, more right, a bodyguard." Mk said, any tension within him evaporating immediately.

" I see, for who? The prince? I heard they were looking for someone. But that would mean you would be stronger. " the old knight rambled.

" I am the prince's bodyguard." Mk said, silence....

" Wow. Seems only yesterday I inspired a curious boy. Now he is stronger than royalty." The knight laughed half heartily. Mk smiled,

" so I can presume you know eachother." Mk jumped slightly as the queen come to the two The blue knight bowed, Mk following. " Rise. It was a simple question." The queen was a warm person, it always appeared she radiated warmth. A wide glint always I her gaze her and her husband were demons, meaning they would be ruler for many, many years. And had been ruler.

" we are acquainted, your highness." The blue knight spoke.

" that is good, Sir Mk, this is Sir Sandy. He is the commander. Meaning he is in charge of you besides me, my husband, and Redson." She explained. Mk nodded, looking back at Sandy.

" I hope you well, sir." He bowed,

" Hehehe! You certainly are interesting!" Sandy laughed softly, his deep gruff voice so soft, laced with kindness. Mk smiled softly, standing straight.

" I shall go back to M'lord(Redson)." Mk told them, going back to a grumpy Redson and DBK. They made it onto the royal kitchen, Chéng lè made a noise Mk didn't recognize. A mix of amazement, and horror. It was a huge kitchen, the fridge seeming small In the room. DBK laughed, his booming voice louder from the echos of the kitchen.

" hope you can manage." The queen let out a laugh as they left the awe-struck tiger to his fantasy. They walked the halls, Redson immediately b-lining it to a room. Making Mk jump. PIF sighed, and the king and queen Lead Mk to another room on the same hall and wall.

" this shall be your room as you stay here." PIF said, gesturing to the door, it had the royal crest on it. And Mk touched the handle, a warm, burning sensation burned his chest. He noticed his mark was glowing, and in the middle of the crest his name was written with what looked like fire. When it was done, his name was written in singed wood. Smoke filling the air, Mk froze for awhile, practically hearing the king and queen smirking. He finally came to his senses, twisting the doorknob. The door creaked open, showing a bedroom.

"You may decorate it any way you desire." PIF said, her and her husband turning around and closing the door with a click. Mk sighed, looking at the bed. He wondered what was going to happen with his stuff, until a weird warping sound went and followed by a plop. Mk turned around to see all his stuff secured in a suitcase. A note on it, saying: here is you stuff, it was retrieved by a servant.- Queen Mk nodded to himself, deciding to put it all up tommorw. He climbed into the bed, not caring for his skintight outfit. As soon as the rich, warm blankets wrapped around him, he was out like a light.

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