Two years after Prince Heiko witnessed the death of his father during the 91st Battle of Tyton, and subsequently, the defeat of his kingdom, he was sent to the gates of the victor, armed with nothing but empty words and a command from his elder brother to form a treaty of peace. 

Two years after General Celestino Adesso released the arrow that felled the great king of Simo, he is presented with the youngest of his sons. Though barely a man at seventeen summers, the prince was far from wet behind the ears. In fact, his tactful yet brazen form of statecraft vaulted him far beyond his years. Coupled with his draconian mannerisms, and a knack for callous pleasure, it was only a matter of time before Celestino caught a whiff of something sinister. 

But Prince Heiko was no fool. He was betting heavily on that sharp nose. He wanted a sense of dubiety to gnaw at the general. He needed to create mistrust in his elder brother in order to build credence in himself. Because he knew of Celestino Adesso, and of the illustrious king he served. He knew they wouldn't trust him over his elder brother any more than they would trust a raincloud to bring sun. He knew that to those men, he wasn't honorable, and because of that, he was forced to play the games he was known for. The ones that conspired in the dead of night, the ones that spoke no words but shifted kingdoms. The ones that could obtain the allegiance of General Celestino. Little did the young prince know, however, allegiance was not all he would obtain. But no matter how much Heiko wanted to offer the man what he desired, he could not - not while bound to the gods. 

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{A/N: Hey friends, somewhere in the middle of this chapter I utilize a semicolon supercomma! For those who were unaware, when lists possess normal commas within the items listed, you then are allowed to use a semicolon as the comma for the purpose of clarity. There are many grammar rules I haven't perfected, but the semicolon is one of the few I have! 


Cele felt empty. As he listened to Heiko's words, he felt himself being drained, agonizing over the fact that nothing could be done about it, because what he said was the truth. All of it. 


Heiko was a person of the cloth, never to be bound to another mortal. And Cele was the man who killed his father. A fact that he actively tried to bury while in the presence of the prince. A fact that would never be gone - one that would never allow either of them to foster full trust or... anything of a more intimate nature. 


He looked up at the sound of his name, blinking at the prince. 


Empyrean Rabbit - Part 12