Vows of Silence

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The whole kidnapping ordeal ended with Deruth forcefully pinning the fault on the nobles. The Sten Marquessate was unable to keep up with Deruth's moves. Without concrete evidence, the Henituse cannot sue the Sten Marquessate yet.

Deruth has his ways.

Returning home from the capital, Deruth sees his twins sleeping soundly under the tree with their younger brother tucked in between them. It's a good afternoon for a nap. It's cool and bright.

"It'll soon be their ninth birthday," he said quietly. He sat near them and brought a few of his works with him.

The gray-haired and blonde princes broke the silence.

Deruth wishes to murder these two individuals right now.

"I'll be returning to the Mogoru Empire now, Lord Deruth," Adin said, smiling at the twins, "It's good they're back together..."

"I'll be returning to the capital as well," Alver said.

"Yes, please be careful on your way." And don't ever come back.

"I didn't think Rowoon's future sun would be moving as well, but thanks to you, I can rest assured that the Ubar waters will be safe with the patrol guards you hired with the Viscounty."

"How can this measly sun be compared to the great and mighty Mogoru prince; you were the first to be able to eradicate the black towers that even the underworld finds troublesome."

Deruth frowned at the shittiness displayed by these two princes.

They're both glib bastards who have abandoned their sentiments.

"You'd better keep your first wife's seat, little Sun..."

"I didn't think the Imperial Prince could be so petty... It's the only thing I'm number one in... Does being a concubine protect your pride?"

Deruth wished he could kick these two out of his territory right now.

"Sunny bastard."

"Mogo bastard."

"If you're going to fight here, get out of my damn house now," Rok said sternly. Cale frowned and moved closer to his brother, who was currently making a pillow out of Bassen.

"Husband." Alver smiled as saintly as possible.

"Tsk," Adin exhales, flicking Rok's head, "well then, I'll miss you little rock, and I'll see you soon."

"No, don't come back."

Adin snorted, but was overjoyed. He waved goodbye to Rok before departing with the rest of his men.

"I'll definitely keep the First Wife's seat," Alver said to Rok.

"You know... you should go to a mental hospital," Rok says as he pats his brothers' heads that have taken a liking to his belly right now.

Alver chuckled and walked away.

Of course, Rok turned to face his father.

"Sleep."

"I have work."

"No... I'm telling you to take a nap."

Rok ignored his father and patted the part of the blanket he used to lean on. Deruth sighed and scooted over to where Rok had directed him to sit.

Deruth was initially perplexed, but when Rok leaned on him, he realized what he was after.

It was a moment when his heart was overflowing.