Wolfrum.

13:Castor.

13: Castor.

       "There he is, " Geoul shouted, pointing at the other direction where Astor walked towards their carriage. Liana ran over to him.

"Are you okay? "

He gave her a smile, " have I ever been hurt? "

"I am glad you are fine, "Geoul smiled.

" We are glad you are safe, " Tubas added.

Kiren who had his hands akimbo all the time walked over to his friend, annoyance visible in his features, " come with me, " he commanded, to which Astor obeyed. He needed his friend at the moment.

Kiren led him to the woods, " so? Will you explain to me when and why you became impulsive enough to go to the dead lands while you are still weak? " He questioned.

"I had to save her, " Astor replied.

"Even at the cost of your own life? And should I remind you Astor that you are a prince, you life is more important than that of a woman you had just met days ago. You have more important things to do than risk you life like an idiot, "

Tilting his head back, Astor asked, " Prince? What does my tittle as a prince matter when it comes to saving lives? "

" it was dangerous, you could have died alongside her, what has gotten into you Astor? you never care about others this much! "

"I am glad I did, if I hadn't then I would have lost something more precious than gold itself, "

" Astor yo-"

Astor held up his hand, stopping his friend from nagging him more than he already did. He leaned against the tree behind him, a shallow smile on his lip, " you know, when Liana informed me of her being taken by the Moth slave, I couldn't process my thoughts, all I cared for was saving her.

" since I met her, she made me do things, things that were unlike me to do. I am glad I went after her that night. When I had found her, she was half dead, no, she could have been considered dead at the time, " Astor looked at his friend who was now listening to him.

"My scales couldn't save her neither would an healer be able to, " he went silent.

" and? "  irritated, Kiren questioned.

" I had only one choice, the bond, "

Kiren gasped, " don't tell me you bonded with her! " He asked to which Astor remained quiet, "Are you crazy? That was for your bonded not some random woman you had just met! I knew you had done something stupid, for you to have stayed on the death land for days despite knowing what the King would do to you if you miss the deadline.

What hold does that woman have one you? Have you gone mad?!!! "

Astor remained silent as Kiren paced  before him, " we have to find a way to get rid of the bond, " he stated.

When he said nothing once again, Kiren stopped pacing, instead he leaned against a tree studying Astor like he always did when he couldn't figure him out, in a quiet voice, Kiren asked, " Why did you bond with her? I know you are lonely and desperate for a bonded but this... This is not like you. So why? "

" She has the Amour mark, "

" what? She... She is your soulmate? But its been years, how? ".

Astor scoffed." I know right, I have waited for years just for that one moment, the moment I find her, " Astor laughed.

"What's wrong? "

"Wrong? Nothing, " Astor patted his friend's shoulder, "Let's get moving, the king must have waited too long, " He stated, and walked back to the others. 

When they spotted him, they stood up, " Let's go, " he Commanded, entered the carriage and sat, waiting for the others to join him, when they did, the carriage started moving.

The king had given then just three days to get rid of the moth slaves in Volta, however, it had been four days already, with the carriage, it took them one more day to get to Wolface.

Astor headed into the palace the moment he returned, prepared for whatever his brother had install for him, after all he had sent him over to Volta without his usual power for a reason.

To make him suffer.

On the Gold throne sat the king in his golden glory, king of all weilders, master of all dragons, King Castor the first.

"Greetings your majesty, " Astor greeted, getting on his left knee, with his right hand folded on his chest, a sigh of respect only attributed by the royal family.

Castor eyed his brother, his heavenly looking face emotionless, " today is the fifth day, " he stated, his voice emotionless as his face, Astor hated his voice, it was different from how he spoke when they were still young dragon brothers in a the sea of evil people who hated them, they were all they had.

Astor fisted his hand into a ball, now he was different, more cold, more distant like those memories.

" your majesty, i had a little hold up, " Astor replied, in the same cold voice.

"Which is? " Castor's brows lifted in interest.

Astor remained quiet, unwilling to share what had happened as he wanted to prevent him of investigating and finding out about Kiana, which infuriated the king.

"You have been given too much privilege lately, you have forgotten how the Red Rim feels haven't you? "

" your Majesty i- ahh! " before he could complete his word, a sharp pain filled his body, twisting his features, Astor let out a sharp cry.

" ah, " Castor let in a satisfied breath, " it has been long since we went through this brother, you know how much I hate to do this to you yet you defy me, why? "

Astor couldn't make out his word, he released a sharp breath as his body adjusted to the pain his brother inflicted on him, he was meant to be used to the pain by now, however, no matter how many times he had been through the pain, the felling of your heart being stabbed by a thousand needle was nothing a living creature could get used to.

Astor punched the ground over and over again as the pain filled his being, he wouldn't give his brother the satisfaction of hearing him scream in pain, it only worsened things.

Astor struggled to his feet, groaning as the pain prickled his guts over and over again, Castor eyed his brother, then he lifted his hand and like that, the pain was gone.

" It seems I have been too lenient with you recently, go to the Moth villa yourself and stay there for a few days. you are dismissed.  " he commanded, waving his brother away with a wave of his hand.

Astor wobbled to the door, still in agony from the pain the Red rims had inflicted on his body.

Castor stood from his throne, his eyes glued at the door his twin brother had just walked into, his fingers dipping into the Gold throne.

Yet his face stoic, they were born enemies, fighting for dominion from the womb. " you have to fight brother, you have to."

~P-Lia~.

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