𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | 𝐁𝐋

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Your throat was dry as you heard your mother's pleas.

"I promised Silas," you murmured, swallowing, "I'm sorry, Mother. I can't abandon my work here. I've sacrificed too much. I've spent too much time here. I simply cannot leave."

"You have no idea, Y/n," your mother rasped out, "you have no idea at all. What you are doing will kill you. The palace will rot your soul and spit your carcass right out. It will —"

"—Kill me, like it killed my father," you finished off, closing your eyes. "You've said those words numerous times, even when I was young. Even during arguments."

"Do you not see His Highness, Y/n? His Highness is dangerously close to you. When you were younger, I thought you had made a normal friend. A fellow servant. But as it turns out, it was the prince."

"What's wrong with befriending the prince?" You stilled, "there's nothing wrong at all. Are you about to nag at me about the hierarchy between the two of us, like Father did? Even now, he still insists that I call Silas His Highness."

"He's advising you to take a distance," your mother told you. "He can see it too — he can see how His Highness is attached to your hip. It's — it's insidious, Y/n. Obsession rarely has a good ending."

You blinked your eyes and laughed good naturedly. "Obsession is a bit of a strong word, no? He's thirteen, Mother. I had a strong attachment to stupid trinkets at that time."

"Maybe you can't see it because you're on the receiving end of it," Your mother said quietly, "but it's blatantly obvious. His Highness can't live without you. And it's to an unhealthy degree."

You were puzzled. Was that not a good thing? Why was it worded like it was something bad? Why did she say that Silas's love for you extended to an unhealthy degree? You certainly loved Silas, but it was nothing strange nor foreboding. It was nothing unhealthy.

"I can't live without him, either." You replied.

"Yes, but you aren't — you aren't dangerously obsessed, like he is. I've seen those maniacal eyes before, dark and sweet and crazed — and the story did not have a happy ending. I implore you, Y/n, consider my advice." Your mother said in a pained tone, "think of returning home with me."

You stayed silent for a little while. "Are you asking me to return because you fear Silas, or is it because you genuinely want me back?"

You had noticed that people were slightly terrified of Silas. Which to you, was odd. But you supposed that normal people were bound to be intimidated by people in power. And in this case, they were bound to be intimidated by Silas, who would, in the future, become their Emperor.