"The Crown Prince, Dan Heng" the man spoke with an obvious tone to then tilt his head "You may kill me now, do it" he said as he was closing his eyes, accepting his death once again.
His heart was beating so slow, Blade couldn't really believe he was that calm.
That man wasn't the Crown Prince, it wasn't possible.
No.
"Bullshit" Blade held tight his throat as he was getting closer to his face, memorizing the colour of those eyes and the fact his long dark hair were looking like pure silk. His face was fair, his whole skin was fair like he was out of that world.
Like he wasn't human.
"I know the real Crown Prince has dark blue eyes and his hair are short... I know he's also a bastard, an arrogant bastard who would at least fight for his useless life, so who the fuck are you?! Speak." he grit his teeth and the man tilted his head
"You ripped off my clothes, haven't you noticed the family jewel you destroyed?" he asked as he looked towards a side of the room where the necklace of the Royal Family was laying hald broken.
Blade left the grab of his throat to then stand up from the bed and get it in his hands. He looked at the necklace as the other hand was keeping the sword "What's the meaning of all this... Who the hell are you?!"
"Dan Heng, the Crown Prince... Well, till my little brother gets completely my place... I was wondering if it was time already since I am meant to disappear the day of his incoronation. I mean, aren't you here to kill me? Just do it..?" he spoke calmly as his eyes looked out of the window like he hadn't a murderer in his chamber.
"This is madness... This can't be real" Blade moved fast towards the bed of that man, who looked at him with no fear in his eyes "You..." he pointed the sword towards his chest to the press it and force him to lay back to the bed "You're the real Crown Prince... You're the first son of the Emperor?!" he asked and Dan Heng tilted his head to then nod.
"You may call me your Highness" he said ironically to then sigh "Are you playing like you don't know who I am? The only reason you managed to get in my chamber is because the Emperor finally gave the last game part, isn't it?"
"Game..." Blade repeated like he had no idea what that man was saying "Why... why dying..."
"I am not fit for the position of Emperor, but it's also true my father can't give the throne to my little brother unless I die for the ancient laws so... I am here waiting for my death to finally embrace me when his time to take my place and my name come. I have no use for my family and my kingdom. The only thing I can do is to be a target to protect my brother till he will get my identity and the kingdom." his blue eyes locked on Blade's red eyes "I see madness in your eyes, how do you even know my brother's appearance? Who are you?" he asked to then giggle a little "My apologies, you're here to kill me, I shall not ask you anything more" he covered a little himself even if his kimono was kinda ripped off "Please, you may continue"
Blade was looking at the man who was calmly waiting to be killed in his bed like it was his best wish.
"How... Why..." Blade covered his own face frustrated to then get the sword close to Dan Heng's throat.
Those blue eyes were looking at the man on top of him with so much joy that it was making Blade feel in awe.
This man does desire to die so much.
He's the former Crown Prince... meant to die before the incoronation... in almost an year to give the full power to his little brother. He was literally getting used as bait for all the possible assassination attempts.
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Fighting is Meaningless
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