Shane was lying peacefully in the grass, listening to the sound of water when his thoughts were interrupted by the neighing of the horses. Shane, who could have fallen asleep if not surrounded by hostile looking men, sat up with a sigh. They were all standing, and waiting without a word, as if they couldn´t even speak without their commander. Their unreadable, harsh faces made Shane wonder if they really only saw him as a commodity that had just arrived from another country.
Suddenly, the silence was broken by the thief boss:
"Bastards! Who do you think you are?! You can't lock up people without evidence! Where's your proof?!" He yelled.
But no one answered him and Shane wasn't interested. He just lay down on the grass again and ignored the noise.
"Luke?! It was you, bastard!" He yelled.
Luke didn't answer either.
"You betrayed us for a few pennies?! How much did he promise you for selling your own brothers?! Traitor's filth! Wait till I catch you…" he growled.
"I didn't betray anyone. My life always belonged to the prince," Luke said, cause he had been irritated by this guy for the past six months.
Shane gave Luke a look. He wasn't sure at first if this guy was working for Nielle or if he was just paid by him for this job. He had to laugh softly at his words as he realized that his new Rinselan was even more rotten than he had expected.
"Where did he go anyway?" Shane asked the soldiers, not expecting anyone to respond, "He took a lot of trouble to get here," he added, "Does he have a woman nearby?" He asked in such a monotone mode that it didn't even look like he was interested. And actually he really wasn't.
However, the guys responded to his remarks: "Don't say things that will cost you neck, Lacrisan."
"My name is Shane," he repeated, though he felt it would be pointless in this country, "so I guessed correctly." He raised an eyebrow.
"Shut up!" Another soldier glared at him and moved his hand to his sword.
"If you answer me normally, I don't have to guess, do I?" Shane clarified.
"No," Luke walked up to him and gave him a warning look, "but if you don't want to end up in prison when you get to the palace, don't let such audacity come out of your mouth. In Lacris, you have the same rules...I doubt you would inappropriately asked this your prince." He pointed out.
Shane stated, "For someone who has only just joined the expedition, you are very knowledgeable of my past." He confirmed his suspicions and lay back down. He was now sure that it was Nielle who had planned his kidnapping.
Anyway, he didn't think any prince was stupid enough to actually have an affair. Every single country agreed on the rules in this matter. Only the crowned prince was allowed to marry a wife and have children. It was a simple way to ensure that the future king and his children wouldn´t be hindered by any of his younger siblings.
Since murders in the royal class were nothing special, in this way they were at least reduced to fratricide. In a world where everyone was bisexual, not being able to take a wife was no problem. Actually, one wife in exchange to the once big royal harem ensured the equality of future offspring with the minimization of fratricide. Everyone was happier.
Shane, who didn´t see a big difference between women and men, had the same opinion. So he didn´t consider as something logical, the possibility that one of the princes would start a forbidden relationship and thus violate one of the royal rules.
When Nielle finally returned, Shane was sleeping in the grass again.
"Get up," the prince threw at him the bags of souvenirs he had bought.
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Luck's descent (BL)
FantasyIn a world where luck is everything, people were born with a certain amount of luck. The course of the world was controlled by the Infey race, whose job was protecting the luck's source. At least that is how it's written in the history of 200 years...