A Royal disaster

Chapter: Twenty-eight

POV: Kankri

I walked around aimlessly and sat down at a blue bench, signaling I was entering a better neighborhood. I pulled out my phone. It was halfway empty, and I had a few missed calls. The missed calls were all from the same person; Cronus. He had also left a voicemail, so I listened to that first.

"Hey, I knowv this is going to be wveird if you listen to this, but I havwe a solution for your problem. You can livwe wvith the Zahhaks for a wvhile, and Karkat can stay at the Captors place. Bye my Lovwe."

I sat there. He single handedly fixed my problem. And boy was I happy about it. I ran home, no longer sad and wallowing.

When I returned home, Cronus was nowhere to be found. Instead, I saw Meenah sitting on the couch, all relaxed.

And then everything went black.

POV: Cronus

I went home, and I was pretty happy because Kankri said he would be home as well. I open the front door, and see nothing but an empty apartment.

I try calling him several times, and also Karkat. Only Karkat answered the phone, but he didn't know where Kankri was. So I started making more phone calls. No one knew where Kankri was or where he could be. Then I remembered the words of Eridan.

"Meenah had bought a cherry red guillotine wwith plum details."

I ran outside, with my car keys in hand. I started the engine. I drove straight to Meenah's place.

I rammed the door down as soon as I got there. There were guards that tried to stop me, but I just yelled at them for stopping a violet blooded prince, of all people.

I ran through the home. I knew exactly where she would be. In the big ass garden they had.