The Bandana Lovers

Sweapt Away In The Blue Tides

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“Phi, why don't you tell Khun Father that you want to become the king. I am sure he won't even conduct the competition. You are the eldest son, he will happily give you the throne. And see , it sounds so good too. King Saksit and Queen Kamala.” Macau told Saksit with a smile which appeared forced.

“I am not meant for these things , Macau. I am happy as I am . And as far as Kamala is concerned. Being a queen is boring, hence she will always be my princess.” Saksit said, holding Kamala's hand.

Macau again smiled at that response but he didn't look like he enjoyed that conversation. Some thought was consuming his mind but he was still not able to understand it.

“Why are so suddenly so adamant that phi should become king.” Kim came in and Macau's body grew stiff.

“No phi, it's nothing like that. I just thought it would be nice to give the eldest son the position without any competition between the brothers.”

“There is no fun that way. Fun is when we compete and I defeat all of them and enthrone Alcazar." Kim replied.

“Please you and Vegas can fight. I have no interest in any power games. It's too tiresome.” Saksit added to the conversation.

“Don't worry Macau, I won't leave Vegas to die or something.” Kim laughed which sounded wicked in bits and Macau had a fake smile on his face although Kim seemed to have understood that. He approached Macau.

“Are you worried about something else too?” Macau felt confronted. He walked away excusing himself abruptly. Kim Haan suspected some kind of disturbing thought covering Macau's mind but he didn't pry , instead decided to wait and observe.

“So phi, you are really not running for the throne?” Kim asked Saksit. Kamala excuses herself to not interfere in brother's conversation.

“No, and why would you even ask that? You have always known this. I have already cleared both my brother's ways. Now you both can fight for it as hard as you wish to. My only concern is that it doesn't turn ugly in any sense.”

Saksit's sentence had a tone of warning and Kim Haan knew it was meant for  him.

“You believe I will resort to ugly methods?”

“I hope you shall not.”

“Well I won't be able to promise anything but I hope I am not faced with such circumstances that lead me to act selfishly.”

“In any case one must not forget the innate  reality and our blood which happens to be the same, is our innate reality. Own blood must be protected at all costs. No throne shall take precedence over brotherhood.” Saksit said his thoughts bluntly and walked off. Kim Haan could sense in which way that conversation was directed.

“I will try my best phi. After today I anyways don't think Vegas is going to have any support for his proposal and that naturally draws eyes towards me. Unless Vegas has a tough fate, he will not face any ugly moves by me.”

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Pete was in Vegas's room. He was  standing in front of a big table  which had two sets of habiliments kept in front of him. One in the brownish crimson colour  while  the other  carrying the shade of deepest richest blue. He was intently looking at them trying to figure out which would look better on Vegas. Today was an important day and he wanted his majesty to feel confident and look his best while he put forward his proposal in front of the court men. Pete was assigned this responsibility of choosing what Vegas will wear by Vegas himself. Though he liked the blue, he also knew Vegas could own any colours on his perfectly carved figure. He was touching the fabric with his tender fingers, probably letting in his imagination of Vegas's beauty in those apparels when he became alert of a presence behind him. Vegas  stepped out of the washroom with a graceful silence and with his careful steps he went to stand behind his man to take him by an intimate surprise.