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[Prey’s Note:
Hello! I'm back again with a new story up my sleeve! Kidding. Well… not really.
Anyways, I have nothing much to say actually; just the basics. Please VOTE and COMMENT for me, because I love them. Every vote, especially comment, fuels me to write more and more.
This story basically wrote itself. I honestly had no control, and in fact was quite surprised by how fast it was going in my head. I always had this thing about numbers and elements and all those stuffs you will know in reading this story.
I guess that’s all. Should you still be warned? I'm pretty sure you're all already aware of what boyxboy fictions bring. Besides, this isn't my first bxb anyway so, yeah. Do all those amazing things you could do for me, and most of all… ENJOY!
By the way, up ahead is just the description/synopsis/prologue thingy. I remembered readers using their mobiles couldn't read them so yeah. If you had read it from the description already, then go on to the next part. ^__^
I now present to you… In His Command.]
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In the heart of a forest, a mansion tested over time could be found. Long ago, it was said that a Prince had resided there, together with his ten loyal servants. History had it, that after winning a combat against his kingdom’s greatest enemy, he fell into a deep slumber. His servants waited, waited and waited, for the day to come that he would rise again. They waited for months, years, decades and centuries, until they had lost count. It came to the point that they hadn’t left their master’s room at all, until they fell out of consciousness and followed him to wherever he was.
Thousands and thousands of years had gone by. Yet again, the Prince and his servants’ story had passed on to every generation. The mansion was locked from the inside by an unknown force, not letting anyone invade the territory. But it was believed that if one got near and listened intently…
Voices could be heard.
Laughter and joyous conversations echoed.
Shadows were marked.
Sets of eyes were seeing. Watching. Observing.
Waiting.
YOU ARE READING
In His Command
Teen FictionIn the heart of a forest, a mansion tested over time could be found. Long ago, it was said that a Prince had resided there, together with his ten loyal servants. History had it, that after winning a combat against his kingdom’s greatest enemy, he fe...