Wᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ Eɴᴅɪɴɢ •under revision•

Chapter 15

Tarion's POV

I stayed in my quarters upon my arrival. I immediately ordered three of my servants to lead August to his room to get him off my tail. I don't want an annoying talking beanstalk ruining my day further.

I slump myself on my bed with my right arm over my eyes. My mind wandered to the silhouette of a boy with her. I clicked my tongue at the memory of them touching each other.

What are they to each other? Are they lovers? I bit my lips as I get frustrated at the thought.

My father once told me you cannot achieve your goals if there is a nuisance.

*Flashback*

"If someone's in the way, get rid of him" his stern voice startled my younger self. We were in the middle of my lessons for my future reign.

"But, how?" I asked.

"By any means necessary! Whether having them exiled or killed, anything! As long as they have been eliminated" I started tearing up. It was hard for me not to cry every time he raised his voice at me.

My father noticed this and had a look of disdain on his face before saying, "Son, a King doesn't cry over small things. This weakness of yours should be fixed. In this world, the weak have low chances in surviving. Look."

He led me to the window displaying the rest of the Kingdom outside. The people are scattered around the place. All of them look so happy with their own lives. People are talking, some are trading goods, while others are just minding their own business. Everything is fine and normal.

"See them, son? They can be nuisances if left unsupervised. Some of our subjects can easily rile up the people and turn them against us. It is our duty to discipline them to prevent that from happening and in order to do so, all you need is fear. When fear overwhelms them, they will bear no intention in turning their back against the Kingdom and they'll stay true to the rules: The poor at the bottom and the wealthy at the top of the hierarchy" My father explained to me with firmness in his tone. Sometimes, I would ask myself if I can be like that. Merciless, brave, and strict. Maybe if I have all of that, I can be a great ruler like him.

He placed his hand on my shoulder, "The most effective way of eliminating them is killing them."

My eyes went wide at this as I slowly comprehend what he is saying.

K-kill? What?

"The first time I killed a person was back when your mother and I were in our youth" I turn to look at him waiting for him to continue.

He sighs, "She and I were engaged. I was madly in love with her and I still am but back then there is someone she fancied. At first, I paid no mind on that but as the time goes on, she doesn't have time to spend for me and talked to that disgusting man instead," he frowned as he talked. It was clear how the idea of my mother being with someone else angered him.

"What happened?"

"I don't understand why she spends more time with him. I can give her more than what he has to offer, everything. I am a royal. So I did what I have to" he paused momentarily. I waited for him to speak again, "I killed him with poison. I challenged him to a sword fight in which he agreed but unfortunately my sword is laced with poison. He fainted not long after I wounded his leg. Soon, he died."

I understood him on that part. I imagined myself on his place seeing the woman I love so dearly with another and not giving me any attention I needed.

*End of flashback*

'Sorry to say this, father but I will never forgive you for all the things you've to me and mother but you are absolutely right about one thing.'

I smirked to myself and covered my mouth to prevent myself from laughing hysterically. I can't let others know now, can I?