Trapped In Hisstory

Caliber waited for an answer and there was a serious atmosphere around them. It might have been a sensitive question, considering that he was the son of the King in question.

"Will I support them? Why are you asking me that kind of question?" he asked and laughed to remove the tension in the air.

"I am only asking what-ifs questions. If that ever happened, what would you do?" Caliber asked again, "Which of them will you side on?" 

The Crown Prince must be quite close with his uncle, the Marquess and his cousin Lady Vanessa, that was what Chance assumed. As for King Cadell, the father of the Crown Prince, the two of them right now were in a different situation.

Right now, King Cadell is being suspicious of Chance and the latter is not in a good relationship with him because of the impression left on him.

But as for the real Charles, before Chance came here, he saw how much the King favored him. Remembering when the King said to call him Father as he should, not minding other people's opinions for he is his son.

'What did Charles think of his own father before I came here?' he thought.

"You seem to be thinking about it deeply for just one question." Caliber said and caressed his head, "Forgive me if it bothered you."

"It is all right." Chance responded, "I just... that question of yours made me think since I never thought of that possibility." he said, troubled when the time comes.

Chance looked at Caliber, "But first, how about you? Who will you support?" he asked.

"I think you know that I am from another kingdom." Caliber said.

Chance nodded, "Of course. I just want to know what your choice would be."

Caliber stared at the ceiling as he thought of an answer, "I do not lie, my prince. So my answer might be improper for the King's son to hear." he said.

Chance held his hand, waiting for an answer. "I would choose to support the Marquess as the King instead of Cadell." Caliber responded.

Chance looked at him curious for the reason, although it was not a surprise for him that Caliber would choose Marquess Calliwell, knowing that King Cadell and Caliber did not have good impressions of each other.

"Why is that so?" Chance asked.

"I am well aware of the things that His Majesty has done to you."

"He never once tried to hurt me."

"Physically, yes. But what about mentally? He has been trying to torture your mind and I can see it clearly," he said, "What kind of father executes male prostitutes on his son's celebration because of his suspicions about your sexuality?"

Chance fell silent. It was true, up until now Chance still despised the King of what he had done. He tried to calm himself down and acted like he was not affected, but the trauma still remained.

"...You still have that on your mind?" Chance muttered.

"How could I forget if the look on your face still appears in my mind?" he said. "I will never be able to forget how much you cried because of what he did."

Chance felt Caliber's body tense up and he was clenching his fist and he tried to calm him down. 

"I know," he whispered and embraced him. "I will also never forget it." Chance said with a serious expression.

"If I was to choose between King Cadell and Marquess Calliwell. I would surely choose the Marquess." Chance said.

"But as for the matter of the throne in your question, I will not support any of them." Chance said.

Caliber looked at him, confused, "What do you mean by that?" he asked.

Chance smiled at him, "Of course I would not support them," he said.

"Because I will be the one to sit on that throne."

Caliber stared at him, a bit surprised by his answer. How could he forget that he was the Crown Prince, the future King of Antares.

But it has been a while since he saw that bold attitude of the Crown Prince. "Do you know what you are trying to imply?" Caliber smirked. "You say that as if you are going to be King while Cadell is still alive. The Crown Prince is rebelling?" 

Chance chuckled, "A prince who said he will support the Marquess for the throne has no right to say that. You were also planning to rebel." he said and Caliber chuckled.

"I am sure I told you before, that if it is for your sake," he said and looked directly into his eyes, "Our Kingdom would wage a war against your father."

Chance remembered the time where he was crying because of the execution and Caliber said that. That time when the Crown Prince and King Leonidas were together, he also said the same thing.

Chance smiled, "You two really are brothers." he whispered.

"Hm? Did Leonidas say the same? That would be great then." Caliber said with a laugh. It was as if it never bothered him that he would be in danger if ever there really was a war.

Chance cannot let that happen, it might cause them their lives. Chance would never be in peace if his loved ones died because of him.

As for the Marquess of House Lanstone, rather than supporting them to take over the throne, 'I could have them support me instead,' Chance thought.

"It is a pity that the child from the Lanstones is not the little girl you were looking for." Caliber said. "How was she?" 

~~~~~

Nyssa cannot help but wonder what the Crown Prince was thinking. He looked so troubled. She approached and placed her hand on him, "Mister, are you okay? Do you have a problem?"

Chance snapped out of his thoughts and stared at the girl dumbfoundedly. Alec was about to approach and take the kid but Albert went ahead of him, grabbing Nyssa by the hand "My lady, you cannot touch the Crown Prince!" he said and it startled Nyssa.

"I-I am sorry!"

"Forgive her, Your Highness. I will have to teach her better." Albert said and was about to pull Nyssa but Chance raised his hand.

"No, no. It is all right." He said and patted the little girl on her head, "It feels good to have such a cute child sincerely worrying about me." he said and smiled at her.

Albert sighed with relief that the Crown Prince was not mad. Vanessa smiled secretly as she watched her sister and the Crown Prince.

Chance stared at the little girl, she was a cute one, one that you cannot be mad at no matter how many mistakes she would have made. But such a shy and adorable girl cannot possibly be the one he met in the library.

It seems the maid was indeed pointing to a different girl.

He has no right to be mad because he was the one who said that it was all right. The description indeed matched, and the maid was telling the truth about a little girl having black hair. Unfortunately, it was a different little girl.

He caressed the hair of the girl, the black hair was right but they do not have the same eye color. Teri also has black eyes yet seems to glint so beautifully. While Nyssa had blue eyes just like the Marquess.

"What a beautiful blue eyes." Chance said and it made the child blush.

"Not as much as yours, Your Highness." Nyssa said with a smile.

Chance turned to Vanessa, "It was no wonder that uncle took her into the family. Such an adorable kid with the same blue eyes as the royal family, it would not be mistaken that she is not a Lanstone." Chance said with a smile.

Chance patted Nyssa, "It was nice meeting you, Nyssa. I will come visit you again when I have time."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Chance turned to Vanessa, "I am afraid that the information was wrong. It seems your sister is not the one I am looking for." he said.

"I apologize for the trouble and the sudden visit."

Vanessa stood up and bowed her head, "It is not a problem, Your Highness." she said.

"Well then, I should go now." Chance said and Alec went to his side. 'Caliber is waiting for me.' he thought, wanting to go as soon as possible to be with him.

"May the Goddess bless you as you return." she said and Chance nodded, and they walked towards the door to leave.

~~~~~

Caliber was smiling the entire time that Chance was telling him about Nyssa Lanstone. Chance seemed to be happy as he described the child. "You look as if you want a child." he said and chuckled.

Caliber pushed him down, "Do you want one? Let us make it."

Chance hit him on the chest, "As if we could have one! You just want to do it again, huh?" he said with narrowed eyes and Caliber laughed as the Crown Prince hit the nail.

"We are not Alpha and Omega, gosh." Chance whispered.

"Hm? Alpha and Omega?"

Chance blushed and looked away, "N-nothing..."