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Dilemma

Porchay was looking through his windows at the gorgeous garden of the palace. He could draw with his eyes the peaceful image he had always loved to walk through. The boy would often take a flower out of it and give it to his mother who would tell him to not give any to his father because he wouldn't like to see dead flowers. It was their little secret, between him and his mother, between him and the memory of the woman who couldn't be held anymore. Porchay never ever understood how his mother could be found dead in her room. As a little boy he began to be scared of the palace because it might bring another disaster in his life. He wouldn't sleep and was giving a hard time to the domestic until his brother tried everything to bring back comfort in his everydays. Porsche was the only one Porchay trusted and the only one he loved this much. More than his father. More than any special diamond he could find on his jewelry. He didn't like all of that money but he wouldn't reject his life. He was conscient of the chance he had to be born in the royal family but at the same time he wished for a little more of softness. His brother was his only cloud. The domestics couldn't be more than this because his father was really violent about the place they should have. His father wasn't a soft and caring one. Only his cat was more fluffy than his brother. Joy was now sitting next to the window too, looking at his man with lovely eyes. Porchay began to have tears in his own, he was just mourning the fact that he would need to leave soon, far away, with Joy only and he thought that he should never come back for his brother's safety.

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His father came one day, a big smile on his horrible face. It smelled that he had made some pacts and was waiting for success and money to come. But Porchay wasn't this happy because it depended from his own despair.

"You will get married! And that's not something you can change!" He said losing his composure after his son's protest.

"But father! How can I go without Porsche, Joy?"

"You can take that animal..." He said with an indifferent expression. "But you will definitely marry in that family."

"I don't know the person!"

"Do you think that I knew your mother?"

Mother. Not wife. Porchay noted.

"But I want to know!"

"And I want those lands !" He screamed, punching his hand against the table.

"I-...I won't go..." He murmured suddenly, really scared.

"Then...you will have to mourn your brother..." He spoke in a dark voice and Porchay wondered if it was funny for him to put on an act.

"Wh-...what does this mean...?" Porchay asked, his eyes already big of worries.

"If you don't go...I will kill him."

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Porchay had to calm down Porsche who wouldn't want his brother to be married to someone they didn't even know their name. He was out of himself. Ready to begin a revolution against his father and Porchay just sadly smiled at him. "I will go." Porsche looked suspiciously at his brother and wouldn't leave him alone before knowing the truth.