Princess of Solaria

Chapter 12- °•Prince Eres°•♥︎

Sirus is thrown against the ground by his father. Alitar stared coldly down at him before speaking. "You have to put more force in your hits. You're not a true fighter if you can only fight with a sword." Alitar scoffed, making Sirus groan and glare at him. Sirus pushed himself off the ground, his body bruised and battered from the relentless training session with his father. He clenched his hands into fists, the anger and frustration boiling within him.

"I know how to fight," he snapped, his voice strained with frustration. "I could defeat you if you didn't cheat!" Alitar snorted, unimpressed by his son's claim. "You're talking big for someone who can barely stand. Your 'skill' is lacking," he replied coldly, his eyes filled with disappointment and contempt. "You may be skillful with that sword, but without it, you're nothing but a dirty loser." Alitar chuckled, looking at his son, whose jaw clenched. Sirus clenched his fists tighter, his eyes flickering with anger at his father's mockery. He wanted to yell, scream, to let out all the pent-up frustration and resentment.

Instead, he took a deep breath, willing himself to maintain a cool composure. He wouldn't give his father the satisfaction of seeing him lose control. Alitar watched as Syrus left the training grounds, a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. He had hoped that the training session would be enough to break his spirit, to make him submit. Instead, his son's determination only seemed to grow."That boy needs to learn his place." Alitar muttered to himself, a cold smile creeping across his lips.

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The door to Eres's room creaked open, and Serena quietly poked her head inside, her eyes filled with concern.
"Eres...?" she whispered, her soft voice pulling him out of his thoughts. Eres turned his gaze towards the door, sitting up on his bed. He wiped away the tears that had escaped his eyes, attempting to compose himself.

"Hey," he replied softly, his voice still tinged with emotional vulnerability. Serena entered the room, closing the door behind her. She crossed the room and sat down next to him on the bed, her presence bringing a sense of comfort and safety. "Are you okay?" she asked softly, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair away from his face. Eres let out a deep sigh, the weight of his emotions still heavy on his shoulders. He appreciated Serena's kindness and concern, but he hesitated to burden her with his troubles.

"I'm fine," he mumbled, his gaze falling to his lap. "Just... tired."

"Daddy wants to see you.." Serena informed. Eres's heart sank at her words, a sense of dread filling his chest. He had hoped to avoid his father after the ordeal at the ball, but he knew the confrontation was inevitable.

"Thanks for telling me," he replied, his voice filled with resignation. "I guess I should go..." Eres slowly rose from the bed, his body heavy with apprehension. He mentally prepared himself for whatever scathing remarks or punishments his father might have in store for him.

"Wish me luck," he said with a rueful chuckle, attempting to mask his fear with humor. Serena nodded, her gaze filled with warmth and support. She watched as Eres left the room, praying that he would be safe and unharmed in his confrontation with their father. Eres walked down the dimly lit hallway, the sound of his footsteps echoing against the stone walls. He forced himself to keep a nonchalant expression despite the fear and trepidation building in his chest.

With each step, he drew closer to his father's study, his mind swirling with thoughts of what might await him behind the heavy oak door. Eres reached the study and hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the doorknob. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door, his heart racing as he stepped inside. Eres stepped into the study, the dim light illuminating the room with a soft glow. His gaze fell upon the scene before him, and his heart sank. Sirus was kneeling before their father, his face bruised and battered after another brutal training session.