"You remind me of the famous witch hunters, Hansel and Gretel." He watched her carefully.
"I do?" She faked a surprise.
"Yes...so pray tell, what will you do if you came across a witch or warlock?"
Her eyes scanned the area first before they rested on him again. A smirk appeared on her face as she gave a reply.
      "I'd burn 'em to ashes milord."
...

      Cries filled the air, cries of women, children and men who were caught up in the fire or who lost a loved one. It was a horrible and grievous night...many died.
      A little girl lamented and wailed out loud for her mother, she had a terrible ghastly and painful burn at her left foot. No one answered her, no one paid heed to her.
Amidst the sorrowful weeping of people, four brothers where instructed by their parents to escape as fast as they could.
While running, one spotted the little girl and went to help her without minding his brothers continuous shout of disapproval.
       "Hold on tight, make sure you don't let go!"
The boy instructed the girl and she nodded with teary face while tightening her hold round his neck so she wouldn't fall off his back. The five tried as much as they could to escape.
What happened that night left a deep scar.
       But who would've thought that these young youths would grow up differently. No one...
They ruled over a small village, they became strong and shared an unbreakable bond...but will that bond last?
The little girl they took in as their sister turned out to be their most desired obsession...
Will the brothers despise each other?
Will their obsession ruin their bond?

PRISTINE BROTHERHOOD

On their way to the Duke's residence, Humphrey and Theon used the royal carriage while Dylan and Mae used the carriage they had come with. 


Dylan showed her around as the carriage rode along the town streets. Mae took in everything with her eyes, she nodded and asked questions while he explained. 


Whenever she stared out the window at a place he showed her, he would secretly admire her face without her knowledge. 


He wanted to hold her…maybe kiss her, but that will be too much. He thought to himself sadly. 


Mae turned her head to her side and stared at him and he at her. 


 "Yes, anything." He gave her a go ahead and she hesitated for a while, her lips parted and she blurted out the question that disturbed her. 


 "Why did you give the king a kiss on his lips?" 


Dylan's left eyebrow arch upward in surprise, he thought she'd never ask. A smirk tugged at his lips as they gazed at each other. 


Soulmate