─────── l'obsession // e. vasilios
‣ he is known to be cold, calculating, a man who cares nothing for love even. but there's a hidden secret that he hides from everyone else. one so scandalous that everyone would be against it...but when did he care...
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❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐘.❞ 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕 𝘐𝘛 𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘋𝘖𝘞𝘕 , 𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘎𝘜𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘓𝘌𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘚 ‣ act ii. laugh. ‣ cw: mentions of war.
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The days flew by with a flash. Every day the male watched the female be productive, continuously keeping an eye on who she was with and if she was being with proper intentions. At night he watched her sleep, feelings stirring inside him finding the girl enchantingly beautiful.
He watched now as Name laughed with delight at a joke the maid of hers made. A smile curling slowly from his lips as he watched focusing on her and only her. He was cautious when it came to where he was posed which was the main reason why he continued to wear dark colors.
A sound of a horse trotting by caught his attention. Someone was here to report. "What's your report?" He asked, not bothering to take his optics off the girl he had been staring at for a while now.
"They're almost defeated, Your Highness." A direct answer from the assassin assigned to watch and wait. This was enough for Eros. He loathed people who continuously talked before getting to the point.
A maniacal grin came to his lips with ease. "Good. Kill away. Leave the emperor's life spared, I have a great decision to give to him." This was going as planned. That meant another step towards his main goal. Getting the emperor's only daughter. Suddenly an image crept onto his mind that made him stop. "On second thought. Tell the men to retreat." This stunned the assassin.
Retreat? Had the prince gone mad to the point that he couldn't see the advantage they had now? "Beg your pardon, my prince? Did you say ask the men to-" "I despise repeating myself." The prince's optics blazing with loathing towards the assassin who bowed in respect and fright. "As you wish, sir." He babbled before rushing and heading back to where the battlefield was full of flames and blood.
Good riddance. Now he could watch in peace, turning back to the view of the kitchen window he was met with disappointment. Name was nowhere to be seen. Clenching his teeth with annoyance, he got off of the branch that had been carrying his weight throughout the whole ordeal, and climbed higher to another sturdy looking branch perfect for his size and assuming weight.
