Once upon a time, there lived a royal prince named Julius. He was the most handsome prince all over the land, admired by every woman. But in some cases, some people at their grand palace would wonder about his manliness due to his effeminate ways. Unlike a typical prince who is well-versed in combat, a gentleman, and of princely attitude, Prince Julius is quite different and strange from all of these.
Moreover, it so happened that his father, a valiant and a great king, was truly the most war freak king of all. His father always feels vaunt and proud from all of his hundreds of wars won. And with this great feat, his father king had gained high and noble reputation, and his kingdom, the richest of the richest, was revered by all. Almost all of the king's kinships were entirely recognized, the late Queen and most especially his only begotten son, Prince Julius.
At their grand palace, everyone knew the effeminate ways of the prince except the king himself. Nobody has ever dared to tell the king about it, knowing the fact that their king would banish those who would disgust his royal family for he is as aggressive as a lion.
On the other hand, rumor has it that the only son of the gallant King is quite feminine in nature. This rumor had finally reached the king. And as a result, the king was seriously insulted. So, he ordered the people to stop looking on the matter. He did not want his reputation to be marred by the hearsay.
"Those who spread and would spread rumors about the King's son would be beheaded."
With the king's dreadful order, the people in their kingdom stopped the rumors themselves. However, the king was still unease towards the allegation. Thus, he had initiated a man-to-man talk with his son on the sly to verify the issue.
"Julius, my son, I heard the speculation about you.I'd like to hear it from you that it's not true."
The prince did not answer. "Well, does silence mean 'yes'?" He grasped his son's arms. "Now, punch me the strongest you can!"
The prince, however, pinched his father instead, yet that was the most painful thing the king had felt. The king screamed loudly; almost heard throughout the universe. But unconvinced still, the king challenged his son once again into a duel.
"Defeat me with your sword."
But instead of lancing each other, the prince hurled his sword in a most outrageous way ever that his father king was astonished. The prince cut strategically his father's royal tunic into a revealing look. Thus, his father grew intense. He got more frustrated and very disappointed.
"You, insignificantly fool! I don't have an awful son like you! That's impossible!" The king could have been swallowed by his pride.
On the contrary, the king must have curbed up his anguish before his allied kingdoms as well as the other kingdoms in rivalry would know his scandalous secret. With the king's frantic mood, he immediately requested Lennon, his most trusted, loyal and highest ranking knight, to take his son away from the palace and bring him to an enchanted island where no one else had gone before and make him lost forever.
"Bring my son to that place in your quickest way possible, before someone else peeks unto his treacherous secret. And you already knew what to do."
"But my King, that island is quite dangerous. The prince might not live to tell a tale."
"Idiot! That's exactly the point. Make him lost on that island."
"But my King, that is ruthless. It's beyond my duties. I don't think I could do it."
"You're my strongest knight of all, aren't you? Do you appear to be coward?"

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The Prince Who Would Not Be King
FanfictionThis story is inspired from one of the Greek stories such as Esfandyar, A Would Be King. This time is its Bromance version.