Wᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ Eɴᴅɪɴɢ •under revision•

Chapter 13

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Jiro couldn't hide the smile on his face. He is thankful that Linsy returned unharmed. His hold around her waist tightened, scared of letting her go.

"Uh, Jiro, please let go of me now. Haha" Her voice snapped him out of his trance. Slowly, he loses his grip on her, "Sorry. I was relieved he didn't harm you. I thought you wouldn't come back."

Linsy sweatdropped, "Almost."

"Whatever do you mean?" Jiro shot her a confused look. She shakes her head and says that it's nothing. It would be best if he doesn't find out about what happened to her a while ago. It's ridiculous how she thought she was about to lose her freedom just an hour ago.

Jiro decides to ignore it and holds her hand, "You made me and mother worried. It took you so long to come back so I volunteered to check and fetch you."

Linsy moved her head to the side, hiding her crimson face from Jiro, "You're worried" he nodded and flashed her smile, "I was but I forgot you're more than capable to handle whatever trouble that comes in your way. I find that admirable about you" he held his hand up to her face to move the strands of her hair that has been covering her right eye, "Your eyes are too beautiful to be kept hidden."

It took her more than her willpower not to faint right there, right now.

"Let's get some food. I'll pay" Jiro offered. He figured she must be famished from facing His Majesty so he'll treat her food.

And so, they went on their way.

Meanwhile

"Your Majesty, you look like a baby deprived from his bottle of milk. What's the matter? " Darius pours tea into Tarion's cup. They've been in the ship for half an hour and Tarion has been making a sour face during the journey.

"Have you seen a raven-haired male earlier?" Tarion took a sip of his tea, hoping it would calm his nerves.

Darius shrugs, "I am afraid I do not know what you are saying, sire. You're speaking gibberish right now. Why are you asking about a male? Are you, perhaps, uh, what do you call it? Gay?"

The young King almost choked from his drink and coughed, "No! Absolutely not."

"Makes sense. If you are, it would be very peculiar if you didn't hit on me."

"If I were gay, Darius, I will never fuck you" he shot him a glare.

"That's harsh. Does he have something to do with the girl you fancy?"

Tarion stays quiet and Darius takes this as a 'yes', "Excuse my bluntness, but you are very childish sire."

"Excuse me?"

"Perhaps you were planning on executing that boy once we come back?" Darius raised a brow. He knows very well that the King is planning to eliminate that guy even if it means blood on his hands.

"Maybe... who knows what I will do" Tarion smirked.