The Enemies Blood (Kaisoo)(merman)

Chapter 1: The Prince

He was a prince
he knew that. Something that's been told to him for his whole life.

He was powerful
He was worth great
He was the hope of the people

he was important

That's why he couldnt go anywhere without being watched and guarded over.
Why he could never be alone even in his own quarter as his guards would stand by the door inside and outside. Making it uncomfortable sometimes even if he should be used to it.

That was why he sneaked out every now and then to go to the market where the people wouldnt recognize him because the poor could never come up close with a royal to recognize his face under a thousand when he covered it in dirt and put old clothes on.

There he would walk through and watch people dance, sing and try to sell whatever goods they had. He would see kids running through chasing each other and couples holding hands or leaning into one another as they walked past him paying no mind to him.

They didnt know how good they had it.
All jongin received at his home were rules and lectures to shape him into the perfect prince that would be king one day.

Cause that's all he was .. a prince and he was important, in his actions the faith and the life of so many depended on in the future.

This was what always went through his head when he would walk to the beach and sit down on a rock looking into the never ending water, where he would sometimes watch the sun set and change the dark colour of the ocean to an orange, highlighting the little waves in the distance.

Soon he thought this time when he sat down and pulled out the old yet still beautiful broken seashell.
He had it ever since he could remember but he didnt know from where and his parents and close friends out of the guards had ridiculed him for it many times.

But he wouldnt bug ..he didnt care. He had little attachment to it and he was pretty sure it had been a gift from someone. Maybe it was because no one had ever really given him a present that he was sure came from the heart. All he received was gold or permissions for little things he didnt even care about.

Nobody had ever asked him what he wished for because it shouldn't matter. It didn't matter. What he wanted wasnt important because he was the prince.
He was important for the people and the future... nothing more.

Sometimes jongin wished he wasnt important but rather ..

He didnt even know and he wasnt sure he wanted to know. Digging to deep into why he was feeling so empty was making him feel more empty so he'd told himself a thousand times before to stop it and another thousand times he would find himself sitting right there on this spot staring at the ocean like an overdramatic theater actor who made his own crisis, questioning his live and actions. The kind he would see in the acts and theaters where he would roll his eyes only to see his father tear up in amazement besides him.

At the thought he smirked putting the old seashell back into his pocket.
It wasnt like he blamed his parents or anyone else. This was just the way the world worked.

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,, where were you!?" Jongin rolled his eyes when he walked through the halls after he had cleaned himself up and walked into his mother who had her usual I was worried sick expression on.

,, I was just out with my horse"
He explained annoyed not even looking into her eyes as he fixed his medieval shirt pulling it up over his elbows to fold his arms together.

,, I was worried sick ! " she exclaimed coughing to which jongin stepped closer attempting to hold onto her but she just slapped his hand away and then looked over his clothing outraged ,, and how are you walking around ! "

,, in my clothes? Mum you shouldn't be standing and walking around yourself ok.."
He responded in obvious which Made her as red as a tomato.

,, you look like a Mess and your hair !" She was clearly frustrated and she continued to nag on him and explained how he should walk around and straighten his back, he noticed his father walking toward them looking a little troubled.

And once he arrived by the 2 of them his mother had also quiet down aswell frowning at him.
,, jongin, you should head to bed and get rest"

,, why ?" He instandly asked knowing this meant some sort of duty awaited him the next day.

,, we need to ..  your uncle seems to be in trouble.. "

,, oh dear " the queen moved her hand over her mouth worriedly ,, what happened ?"

,, his castle had been attacked " the king sighed while jongin looked down in thought. It had been a while since he had seen his uncle and since he had sailed.
His uncle was in fact the one who had taught him sailing.

jongin had quietly he rememberd he had even in some way looked up to the old man. He had just always seemed to be so carefree and easy going as if life was a piece of cake well compared to his parents .... He just knew what to do and what not to do even if people criticized him for it. In the end they were thankful.

Or Maybe jongin just found a liking to his uncle because he actually listened when he explained the sea creatures and plants unlike others, the ocean had always been soemthing dangerous for everyone but his uncle found it beautiful and fascinating and maybe jongin just admired him because he himself also found it fascinating.

,, we could be heading into a trap !"
He heard his mother argue when it clicked. His father would never leave her behind as sick as he was, he realized as he watched him cup her face and tell her to calm down.

A trip for just him without his parents and without the people he would have to rule over in the future. Without the lectures and responsibility they would slap in his face every day. No more reading boring books about his ancestors or philosophy while walking through the floors.

,, I'll have guards with me, " he quickly argued probably a little too energetic for someone who would have to sail the sea and then visit his uncle who's been under attack.
,, I'll do it ... as the future king I should be ready to face danger and be prepared for actual battles for my own kingdom " he spoke too formal for it to be normal in his parents eyes.

Both their eyebrows rose in result as jongin walked away to return to his chamber.