The Bandana Lovers

Will You Save Our Melting Ember?

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( self talk, inner thoughts, flashbacks will all be in bold italics )

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The entire palace lay dormant as if the humans, once so loud, had succumbed to a deep, inebriating sleep that overwhelmed their weary figures drained from days of unrelenting and unrelated revelry. Not a single ear twitched as Vegas walked with heavy steps through the dark vestibule, illuminated only by the faint, flickering shimmers of the decorative ornaments hanging on its wall. Vegas was not a visionary today; instead, he was blinded by the words that had detached themselves from the page and splattered their ink onto the whites of his eyes, which now saw only the stark reality written in that letter. He was fuming, his palms were burning from the rush of the blood. His boots were loud as they hit the floor and his steps were almost like a leap.The shaking lips quoted with saliva were evidence of the rage he was feeling inside. As soon as he crossed the last door and took a few steps towards the stable Aureole came running towards him as if he understood that Vegas needed him. The night looked darker than normal, it was not only moonless but even looked deprived of the stars. But maybe the flame in Vegas's eyes was enough to show him the road ahead, so he hopped on and marched towards the palace Kim Haan had occupied these days for his special guest.

"Aureole, today is not the time to stroll.". Vegas patted Aureole and as if he understood his master's need, his steps turned sharp and fast towards their destination.

Kim Haan was awake having his dose of alcohol when he heard the horse sound clearly. He looked outside the window and although the night played its part well, he could still identify that figure that kept approaching his palace. He immediately took his sword and went outside to stop Vegas. Vegas almost jumped down from Aureole even before he had stopped. Kim was confused to see that Vegas came without any weapons yet he looked like he was out there to kill someone.

"Stop, why are you here?" Kim Haan asked.

"Listen Kim Haan, step aside or else I won't be considerate towards our blood bond."

"You are in my palace. I have a guest resting inside and you look like you are here to cause a mayhem. I can't let you free in my premises."

Vegas was not in the mood to let his patience be tested. He stepped in the closest territory of Kim Haan's body and warned him in clear and slow words.

"Kim Haan, do not be under the misconception that your brother is standing before you. Right now a man is standing before you, who is here to drag your guest Decha and show him his right place. Today it's not about you and me , it's not about the throne or kingship. Kim Haan today it's about my man and I am here to destroy that one bastard who violated my man. And I can write it in my blood Kim Haan, if you obstruct my way, I will kill you right here. I assure you of that. So, step aside now."

Vegas didn't even blink while saying those words and Kim Haan understood that he was serious hence he cleared the way for him though he did have a hidden agenda. He knew Vegas's anger will keep him occupied and that will help him in his next plan.

On the other hand the atmosphere in the queen's palace was equally tense.
Pete was pacing in his room the entire time. He didn't know how to perceive this situation where Vegas read his letter but didn't even react in it. He didn't look Pete in the eyes for even once. There were no complaints, no scolding, no questions about the boy from his past. Pete was thinking all this when a question suddenly stuck on his mind which was why was Vegas asking him about Decha and how did he even know about it. Pete almost felt like a fool when he realized what had actually happened. He stormed out of his room but the guards who were standing there stopped him.