Trapped In Hisstory

Although the effect of the alcohol was still there, Clayton stared at the smiling servant that was behind him and he clearly heard the words he said.

It was a good thing that his face was red because of intoxication, he will have an excuse. Clifford would not notice that the reason he was blushing was because of what he had said.

Clayton turned his head back to the front. He does not know why his heart was beating fast. Is it because of the wine? 'That must be it.' he thought.

As he had not known of how it felt to have someone loving him and if his frozen heart could ever love someone again.

Last time he loved someone, the Crown Prince, Charles, he was just tossed to the side as his brother acted as if he never existed. As if they had not gone through anything, five years ago, he threw away their relationship since they were children.

Before a tear could form again, Clayton felt his back and arms turn warm. Clifford wrapped his arms around him from the back. He should have asked for a permission, especially since he is a prince, but he felt like it was the right thing to do.

"Please do not be sad, it somehow pains me to see you cry." Clifford whispered behind him. "Hearing the words you say, it is obvious how low you think of yourself. You might think that you are insignificant, but there are others who would not agree with that." Clifford said, to lessen the negative thoughts the prince had inside him.

"For...for nineteen years..." Clayton muttered but he could not speak straight as his eyelids started to become heavier again. "Would you believe that I had no friend?" he said in a low voice.

"Because the people around me made me believe that I did not deserve to have one. Some of the nobles do not even know of my existence."

Clifford finally got an answer. So the reason why the nobles did not talk about Clayton Howard was because he was not that known. So even if he appeared, no one would even notice. Clifford felt sad to hear it, but continued to comfort Clayton in silence.

"So tell me, who would even think of me as someone important?" Clayton continued and turned his head behind to look at Clifford.

"Your brother would." Clifford answered, and Clayton just snorted at his response.

"I would." Clifford added, making Clayton freeze. He turned to the servant, "Huh?"

Clifford smiled at him. "I love the moon." he said with a smile that could easily make Clayton's heart leap out of his chest. It was so beautiful...and infectious, making the person who sees it wants to smile as well, even no matter how sad they were.

Clifford noticed the look on the prince's face and he gasped, reddening in embarrassment, "I-I mean I love the moon, I love you I-I mean not that way! I mean to say that we...I...love the prince. Well, anyway, you are not insignificant!" he said, it was almost as if he was rapping because of the speed of words.

He was so nervous that he could not explain what he meant properly, making it even more easy to misundertand. He sighed and rubbed his neck, "I apologize for my awkwardness, Your Highness..." he said, and bowed.

Clayton stared at him with slightly widened eyes because of his sudden fast attempt of explaining his words. He was flustered; he knows that he said he loves him, in a way of people loving a prince, or a person with no romantic meaning, but hearing that he was loved...it meant a lot to him.

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"An insignificant prince borne by a prostitute concubine! I have always been in the dark. While would someone be interested in an unknown prince like me?"

"Stop using the concubine and your birth as a reason to hide from the world!"

"Unlike you and Carmilla...I am nothing. Carmilla is the sun, I, the moon, will forever follow behind." "And make you even brighter."

"Well, heck, I love the moon!"

"W-what?" 

"You see yourself as the moon, but do you know there are a lot of moon lovers there like me?" 

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It was exactly as the Crown Prince has said. There are still someone out there who loves the moon. For someone to appreciate him, it felt like one of the locks in his heart opened.

Although one of the locks has opened, there are still more to go.

His eyes completely shut, closed, and the sleepiness was swallowing him. He had no energy left to have control over his body, and so he almost fell. Clifford, who still has his arms around him, caught the prince in his embrace.

Clifford watched the peaceful look on his face, and he smiled. He carried him and gently put him to bed.

"You...are so weird." 

"One day, you will come across a person, who will break the walls you built."

While his eyes were shut, a smile unexpectedly formed on his lips before he drifted to sleep. "I hope so...brother."

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On the other side goes the Crown Prince of Antares and the soon to be Crown Prince of the neighboring kingdom.

April 27, 1889.

It would probably the date that he would never forget. The most memorable day for Chance. Although the date would be hundred years ago if he was back in the present, it would still be something he would remember for the rest of his life.

"I love you, Charles."

It would have been better if it was his name, he thought.

"I love you too, Caliber." 

A response that would return each other's feelings was the best. Not getting rejected nor be put into a zone where you would lose hope in love. Chance thought that he would always remain in pain, if he was not fated to be with Caliber.

'If the two of us continued to ignore each other in Canopus, I wonder...what would have happened?' he thought.

'Would you have been able to move on?'

'Would you carry on, focusing on the Crown duties, and forget me?'

'Would you have found a woman...that you would marry?'

Just imagining that he would have a woman by his side, have a wedding, have their own children...pains him. After all, in this century, a woman is for a man and a man is for a woman.

But that was not the one that happened. In this day of celebration, the man he loves confessed to him. "I love you, Charles, no matter what happens, I will not stop loving you." Caliber said and kissed the back of his hand. 

He does not have to worry about whether he gets married to a woman or if he find a woman to love. Because the man just told 'him' that he loves him.

Caliber is his man.

'A man is for a woman, a woman is for a man? Don't give me that crap, love has no gender.' he thought. 

Caliber and Chance and did not wait any further as they reached to claim each other's lips. Something that the two of them had waited for so long.

How does it feel to love?

[I...already know the answer.] If he could only tell it to Andy, Ruther, and Fuse.

Alec and Jasper watched from the distance. The Duchy heir had a disgusted look on his face as he was grimacing from the start. "There seem to be lots of ants here. It's too damn sweet..." Jasper muttered.

Alec ignored him and was just wearing his usual emotionless expression. Jasper stared at him for a few seconds in silence before calling him, "Your Excellency, Alec Valorian," he called with emphasis and a serious tone.

Noticing the change in the Cameron's tone, the knight turned to him, "What is it, Lord Jasper?" he asked, slightly bowing his head.

"Should we kiss too?"

The two of them stared at each other, and crickets could be heard in the background. Alec returned his gaze back to the greenhouse, ignoring the Cameron Duchy Heir, pretending that he did not say anything.

Jasper laughed hard. Anyone who knows this side of him would surely think that he is not a noble. Jasper Cameron has always been an energetic, happy-go-lucky person. Sometimes, people who have conversed with him would wish that he would just shut his mouth up.

"But you know, the Crown Prince of your kingdom. Or rather your best friend—" Jasper was about to strike another conversation, but the two of them felt another person's presence.

Not just a single person, "Three." Alex Valorian muttered.

They turned around and Alec saw the two aides of Canopus arrive just behind them. The Hawk and the Spider. Sherin has the same expression as Alec, while Niro gave out a smile as the two of them bowed.

"Your Grace, Your Excellency, May the Goddess bless you." 

"Likewise." Jasper answered and Alec just bowed back to return the greeting.

Another person with them, not far behind, walked towards them with its cape fluttering in every step he makes.

The man walking stopped in front of the two men while in the middle of the aides. Jasper's eyes slightly widened, worried for the two people inside the greenhouse because of the man who appeared.

"Your Majesty!"