Legendary Heroes (Mobile Legends Fanfic)

Chapter XXIV | Let's Talk

I think the chapter wants to talk to you.
Just kidding, also there's a reference in this chapter. Can you guess what? :3
And one question! Should I change Yun Zhao name to Zilong or keep it as Yun Zhao? 
As always! Hope you guys enjoy! <3

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After the training session ended. Miya and Yun Zhao arrived back to the castle. "King Estes should be done talking to his friend right about now. Would you like to meet him or take your rest first?" Miya asked Zhao, looking at him. Zhao looked back, he looked quite tired from the training. "Does the King mind?"
  "I'm sure he don't. He's a very kind and gentle person, he won't get mad at you for resting, he is like a doctor after all, and a doctor will always say!" Miya suddenly stopped her sentence.

Zhao looked at her confusedly. "A doctor will always say?" He repeated her words. Miya suddenly punched his shoulder hard, her face a bit red. "You were supposed to say you'll need your rest!" Miya grumbled.
Zhao giggled, patting Miya's soft hair. "I'm sorry, should we restart?" He asked. Miya shook her head as her answer. "It won't work if we restart. Now then, I'll lead you towards your bed room." Miya walked towards to one of the hallways, Yun Zhao following behind her.

They arrived in front of a wooden door. Miya grabbed the door's handle and twisted it, pushing the door forward to reveal Yun Zhao's bedroom.

The bedroom is beautifully decorated. The wide-opened window let the cold and fresh air fill the room, the window's translucent blue curtains dancing with the wind. The glossy, white tiled floor made the room shiny and clean. Zhao gently touched one of the walls that are made out of thick, dark wood, it felt soft and smooth. The interior design of his bedroom is different from his back home.

The thoughts of home made Yun Zhao homesick. He let himself frown, dropping his hand that is touching the wall. Miya looked at him, but Zhao strangely looked away from her. Miya decided to slip in front of him so that he'll be able to face her. "Are you okay?" Miya asked, a worried expression on her face. "I'm just..homesick. Sorry that I looked away from you, I don't want anyone seeing me sad. My father would always tell me that I should not reveal my weakness, that I should always look and stay strong, for I am the son of the dragon." Zhao slightly hung his head as he slowly clenched his hands into a fist, his voice sounding quite bitter.

Miya lifted one of her hands up towards one of his cheeks, cupping it. "Sometimes it's okay to be sad, everybody cries." Miya said softly, gazing into his eyes. Zhao was quite surprised by her action of cupping one of his cheeks. He began to lift one of his hands, gently touching her hand that is cupping his cheek.

Tears slowly began to form on Yun Zhao's eyes, flowing down towards to the edge of his face until it drops. "Even the strongest cries." Miya patted his back, glad that she successfully comforted him. "Thank you, Miya. I appreciate your help." Zhao gently rubbed his cheek against her warm hands. Miya's cheeks slowly turned pinkish, she gently pulled her hand away from his cheek. "W-Well! Um..! It's no big deal! You should take your rest, you'll most likely be busy tomorrow! Good night!" Miya pushed Zhao towards to his bed until he is close to it, then running away quickly outside the room, closing the door.

Miya leaned against the door and panted, her face beginning to reddened. "Miya that was stupid!" She groaned, letting herself calm down for a few minutes before walking towards her bedroom.

As Miya walked towards her bedroom, she looked at a particular painting. It is a painting of Estes with his Family. They looked rather cold and emotionless, including Estes himself. Miya raised her hand to the painting. "You're so different, you used to be..." Miya stopped her sentence, dropping her hand as she let out a sigh. "Miya?" A masculine voice called behind her. Miya jumped a bit, turning her head to look who's behind her. "King Estes! Your majesty." Miya quickly did a curtsy. "How's your meeting with your friend?" Miya asked, trying hard not to sound so bitter. "Fairly well. How's the son of the dragon? Sleeping I assume?" Estes walked close towards her. "Yes, your majesty." Miya answered.

Estes turned his head to look at the painting Miya was touching. "Do you miss my family? They were kind towards you, treated you as their daughter." Estes smiled softly. "I do. Did you..need something from me?" Miya asked again. "Well, I wanted to talk to you, but not here. Let's go to my bedroom." Estes answered, walking to where his bedroom is located.

They arrived in front of a golden gate covered in white roses that glimmers when the moonlight hits it. Estes pushed it forward, revealing his luxurious bedroom, suitable for a King. His bedroom's walls are made out of ancient trees, the ground covered in white tiles. The ceiling that is made out of thick leaves has a large hole in the center to reveal the bright, full moon and the shining stars. "Your bedroom is magnificent as always, your majesty." Miya smiled, looking around in his bedroom in awe. "Thank you, Miya. Now, please take a seat." Estes sat down on one of the wooden chairs. "Of course, your majesty." Miya walked towards to the empty chair next to him, sitting down on to the chair. "I need to tell you something. I think it is time, for me...To tell you, before I go." Estes frowned slightly, his eyes locked into Miya's. "Before you go? Where are you going?" Miya asked, feeling something bad will happen, did his friend do something to him? If that female night elf did, Miya will not let her get away with her wicked plans. "That's not important."
"To me it is! Please tell me Estes, you know I'm always worried about you." Miya frowned, clenching her hands. "If I tell you, I know that you'll follow me. Miya, where I'm going is dangerous. Please fix the kingdom with Yun Zhao. I need to kill someone, the demon that attacked our kingdom, I've recently heard her pla-"
"Did that night elf tell you?" Miya hung her head, clenching her hands tighter, her voice beginning to sound bitter. "She did. I know you're always worrying about me, but I need you to stay strong for me. I need you to trust me, to know that I am strong. I don't need a hero, I need a friend." Estes smiled softly, holding one of Miya's hands. The gentle touch of Estes made Miya slowly calm down, she looked up to him. "Promise me that you'll make it out alive?" Miya frowned, unclenching her hands. "I will. Now, I...need you to not scream and fight me. I've always cared about you Miya and I will forever will. But I have done something terrible to you.." Estes's expression became grim, then he continued.

After Estes said those words. Miya's heart felt betrayed and anger as those words that Estes said repeatedly echoed inside her mind.
"Miya...I am the one that killed your parents."