𝐖𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐏| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝗼𝐰𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞

Chapter 2

The newly appointed knight, Caspian, stared blankly at the eight-year-old blonde Prince who was smirking. "What are you planning?"

"I'm not planning anything. What makes you think I am?" The Prince asked innocently.

If it was anyone else saying that the Knight would believe them. But not with Ambrosius. The boy was cunning and sneaky like that pet snake of his. It was very sad that only he and the Emperor were aware of that fact. The brunette knight narrowed his eyes. "You are the least subtle person I know. Your 'I have a secret' vibe is literally visible from the moon."

Ambrosius' eye twitched. "Nagini."

The snake around the Prince's neck nodded before lunging at the brunette and started suffocating him.

"Gah!" Caspian choked. "Prince! Please get your snake of me!"

"Hmph." The blonde smiled sadistically. You're starting to turn blue. "Why don't you apologize and I might let you live?"

Did he mention the prince was a sadistic troll as well? No? Well, now you know.

"PRINCE!!! I AM DEEPLY SORRY!!! PLEASE GET HER OFF ME!!

"Tch fine. You still have some use. Nagini, come here."

The snake looked at the blonde Prince and then at the brunette, who she was suffocating and released him and went towards Ambrosius. "Tch you should've let me killed the annoying meatbag Masssterr." She hissed as she slithered up the Prince's arms and settled around his neck.

The Prince chuckled and patted her head. "There there. Don't pout. Why don't I show you to those insects who were buzzing around last night?"

The snake nodded. "Yesss master."

A chill went down Caspian's spine. "I-Insects?"

Ambrosius looked back at the brunette and smirked darkly. "Well yes. Some annoying pest sent some insects. I, of course, crushed them like the bugs they are."

Something tells me he's not talking about actual bugs...Caspian thought nervously as he watched the Prince leave.

Ambrosius's smirk widened. He still couldn't believe this guy was his knight. He remembered how he first met the brunette knight.

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Flashback

Anastacius looked at his nephew from his throne. "It has come to my attention that you do not have a knight."  He still couldn't believe he was his nephew since he was the spitting image of him.

"Yes. Father hasn't appointed them for me." Ambrosius said stoically.

Anastacius clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Since that father of yours hasn't cared a bit about you. I might as well take you as my own son from now since I'll be teaching you as well as per our deal. Furthermore..." a wicked grin formed on his face. "It will annoy him to no end that his son will be with me more than him." He chuckled. "Your knight will be Caspian Willhelm." Anastacius looked behind the Prince.

A hand was placed on the Prince's shoulder.

"Remove your hand, or I will rip it off and beat you with it. And then feed you to Nagini." Ambrosius said coldly as he sideglanced the brunette knight behind him.

Nagini poked her head out from the Prince's sleeves and hissed at the brunette knight.

"Sorry, your highness!" The knight apologized quickly and shivered at the cold look in his eyes and the menacing snake. "M-My name is Caspian Willhelm. I will be your knight from now on."

Anastacius leaned his head in his hand and smirked. He really was like him.

Flashback end

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Throne Room

"You called for me, uncle?" Ambrosius bowed slightly and looked at the stoic Emperor.

Anastacius nodded. "Yes, since that incompetent bastard can't bother to teach you anything, it seems I have to teach you another thing. How bothersome." He sighed. "Nevertheless, it's time you learned swordplay. Follow me."

The blonde Prince followed his uncle, barely concealing the excitement of wielding a weapon once more.

The Armory

The Emperor and the Prince stepped inside the armory. The moment Ambrosius saw the weapons, stars appeared in his eyes. "Look at all these pretties! Is this heaven?"

Anastasius looked at the Prince, amused. "Choose your weapon carefully, Ambrosius. You'll be fighting with it for the rest of your life." He sweatdropped when he saw the Prince holding almost half of the weapons on him. "Just one."

The Prince deflated when he heard that. "So cruel, uncle!" he grumbled. "I thought you were different than father. tsk."

Anastasius's lips twitched.

"Master! Master! What about this one?!" Nagini hissed from the ground.

Ambrosias looked where Nagini was pointing with her tail. "Hm? What did you find Nagini?"

"This way! Follow me, Master!" Nagini hissed.

Ambrosius sighed. "Very well." He followed the snake towards the back of the armory.

"This one!" Nagini pointed at a rusty old sword. It was in no way a weapon in its best condition.

Ambrosius frowned. "Nagini. This sword is very rusty. It can't be used for-"

"No, it's the best!"

Ambrosius scowled. "How is it the best if it's full of dust and cracks!"

Anastacius narrowed his eyes at his nephew. Can he speak to animals?

"Push your mana into the sword, and you'll see, Master!"

Ambrosius sighed in defeat. Fine. He placed his hand on the sword and then pushed a portion of his magic inside the rusty sword.

A bright light covered the sword. Anastacius and Ambrosius watched in awe as the sword changed right in front of their eyes. The once cracked and rotted sword had changed to a weapon so beautiful yet dangerous that they had never seen.

"See?!"

Ambrosius gaped. "W-Well, I guess this is the sword I choose."

Anastacius smirked. It seems this will be interesting.

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Ambrosius dragged his feet towards his room. His uncle was such a sadistic slave driver. He could barely move his limbs after the intense training they had.

"Hello, darling. We're are long overdue for a chat." A silky voice said, startling the Prince.

The blonde narrowed his eyes at the raven-haired boy in front of him. "Who are you? And how did you get in here?"

The ravenette smirked mischievously. "Well, you might be surprised, but my name is Lucifer. A pleasure to meet you, Prince Ambrosius.