first strike

"oh seems like you bought xingye with you this time" the emperor questioned noticing the pink haired boy trailing after him but byeol only answered with a nod, people had realized that it was useless trying to pry words from this prince's mouth.

byeol pointed to a stool for xingye the second prince to sit on and immediately went to get himself lost in the art of war"

"byeol do not forget a prince should also know how to defend himself, martial arts training for you start tomorrow" the emperor announced.

byeol didn't even bother looking up from his book but everyone in the room knew he had heard and acknowledged the emperor in his own way.

"hmmp insolent son, you'd think he was a mute. come on xingye let father show you some beautiful blooming flowers" the emperor said leaving with xingye immediately who with the look on his face would rather stare at the second prince read than go look at flowers.

"feiye books on martial arts get me any book you can find on them now" feiye immediately obliged rushing to gather and get the books to the Cold and expressionless little prince.

"hmm it's been a long time since I've practiced medicine or even poison" byeol thought but even before he could continue feiye interrupted him

"your highness your mother has just been put before the king, she was accused of selling the bracelets the king gifted to her" feiye knew the prince well, whatever obstacle had been placed the prince always found a way to beat it so he was not really scared for the consort but instead for the person that dared his highness byeol.

"well isn't this interesting feiye" byeol asked with humor.

"Lee do-yun i was getting tired of waiting for you to strike seems like you finally decided to" byeol mused in a cold frightening voice.

"go feiye tell my mother not to worry, I'm right behind her" byeol ordered.

"lee do-yun i shall call this one your first strike"