Author's note: " Maximillian is a character from the royal tutor, he is NOT an OC, the picture is up here ^" (Wattpad)
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"You're going where, what, when now?!"
Tsuna winced, he knew this would've followed, and it did. But he acknowledged the reaction as insignificant compare to other break-outs Viktor had from him being 'thoughtless'. He's nearly nineteen, couldn't he go voluntarily on his own? Nevertheless, the answer would remain the same.
"It's solely for two days. It won't pass that time." Tsuna convinced, smiling kindly at the ruler of this kingdom.
He wouldn't break his promise, it's only a search after-all. Meeting Mukuro if he finds him, is not certified. That fellow is essentially, literally a sorcerer here. If anyone were to see his ability before Tsuna does, the country would blow up in a rampage. Tsuna tilts his head, arms behind his back, facing the king in a polite stance. He clenches his fists, the reaction was, expected; To say at the very least.
Viktor narrowed his cloudless cerulean eyes, the orbs staring into Tsuna vigilantly. Viktor's hand rest on the flat cover of his table, the other rubbing his temple, exhausted eyes as if exhaling. He was unquestionably flabbergasted as the request, chasing a dangerous criminal with no armoury or weapons.
Viktor brushed his hand away, chasing Tsuna's gaze with his own, "Is this a necessity?" He asked hopelessly in a sort of dry voice, knowing what the response will be.
The prince nodded, "Yes." He replied, adding another answer to make sure the king understands what he's saying. Tsuna was very sure, he couldn't just laze around, knowing his family, his mission, is yet to be meet or completed. Furthermore, he had appreciated enough of the royalty for a sensible amount of years, he didn't need more than should.
He really hopes his father will let him go peaceful way.
"Do explain," Viktor stated orbs dilated.
Tsuna didn't answer, his clutch tightened behind his back further. He doesn't want to explain it in a rather detail manner, his father would, no doubt, panicked. But he couldn't, he couldn't obey his father's commands if he were to decline his request. The prince could see the other pursed his thin lips at the silence, rather irritated by it.
The king lets out a faint sigh, Tsuna lets out one as well mentally. Both of the parties have their own decisions, and it's certainly clashing against each other. Both have their own understandable motives, explanation to object against the opposite, but they didn't say any words for a good two minutes. A chance to re-think their decision; perhaps, maybe agree to the superior one.
Tsuna didn't want to back down, he was so close on finding him, he could almost grab the chances.
"I understand your urgency. But, isn't this too soon?" The king started, breaking off the cramped silence between the two. The sheer of doubtful and worriedness shaken Tsuna, Viktor really is concerned about his safety.
Tsuna didn't need that much security or even protection. Maybe a couple of equipment and lunch would be good enough, he doesn't need a guard. Didn't Viktor himself said that his identity needs to be sealed from the citizens? Yet, he's the one that's about to spill it to one of the strongest, headstrong, would likely to spill it to his best-friend, Maximilian Rosenberg. How was he not to object to that?
"This is already considered late, father." he reasoned truthfully, he's too late in fact.
The king frowned, it seems that he won't back down as well.
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