The Pack Reunites

Chapter 7

October 14th, 2083.

I stood at the window of my former bedroom and looked out onto the courtyard as it was illuminated by Mi Tio's moon. It'd already been over two years since we arrived in Blight Valley and during our stay the only time, we had to ourselves were the nights we would spend asleep.

The rest of our time was spent with Il Mio Padre as he continued teaching Princeps Gromeo and Princepess Azura how to manipulate flames while I got to know I Miei Fratelli Surrogati. I briefly caught a glimpse inside the royal storage facility and noticed all the gifts Il Mio Fratello had received, some of which hailed from other Regnums.

That's a bit much I thought to myself as I stared out the window. It's not like he's going to use those things anyway I mean he's already in his twenties. I glanced back towards the storage room containing the presents locked inside.

Still, it's good the pup/s already gaining support. I placed my paw on the windowsill as I leaned closer to the window. I. continued to stare intently at the storage as I lost myself in thought I just hope he's going to be okay ruling, after all. he's not exactly an expert in planning and politics.

As I taped my index finger on the windowsill, I began thinking of the events leading up to that point. Just like my surrogate cousins had been, Il Mio Fratello was about to be crowned heir to the throne of Blight Valley in an Cerimonia Dell'unzione known as the adulto no ciao that was to take place on November 14thhowever, the way in which he earned that right was rather different.

Several days ago, I found myself sitting in the throne room at Blight Valley Castle where I was summoned along with all but one of I Miei Fratelli. While Imperator Gromeo Hyperius remained at the palace, our Madre, Regina Emira Peronospora had summoned the rest of us to a meeting.

I sat on the cold seats in front of the throne, thinking about how my younger Frates was fairing. Though, Gromeo Senior's accelerated aging, meant that he was technically older than me at that point, we preferred to keep our old dynamic with me as the older Frates and him the younger. Anyway, I'd done my best to drown out the conversation being held among I Miei Fratelli who like me was wandering why our Madre wanted to speak with us.

Among the voices Principe Vittorio's was the most prominent. Not only was he the eldest of them but he was also the proudest of the bunch. He rarely kept anything to himself especially when it came to his opinion much to the annoyance of the ten of us.

Meanwhile Gli Altri Miei Fratelli were chattering among themselves. I shook my head and attempted to drown out the sound of all the yelling that surrounded me. Silence then fell over the room as our Madre. lifted her paw from her throne. I Miei Fratelli ceased all conversation and turned our attention to her.

"I assume you all know why we're here," Madre said as she lowered her paw back to the armrest of her throne. "The recent child abuse case intensified by your Fratelli's leniency. What were we thinking sending those three?" she asked rhetorically and began looking over each of our faces. While the rest of I Miei Fratelli smiled, smirked, and even chuckled at our gay Fratelli's mistake, I was the only one who maintained a straight face.

It's in their nature after all I thought to myself. "So, how're we going to deal Hamato couple? Your Padre is already stressed enough as it as and for all we know telling him may destroy the entire empire." She paused for a moment before finishing her thought. "And now that we know the abuse rumors are true, how are we going to bring those hetero to heel?"

Bring them to heel? I thought as I drew my head back in confusion. She thinks we can bring them to heel without Padre. He's the only reason those heteros behave in the first place. While it's considered very dangerous to anger Il Mio Padre on any day of the year, it's even more so during this week