Trapped In Hisstory

William went to where the four of them were and tried to conceal his confused state. Avoiding the Crown Prince's gaze, he lowered his head and extended his hand, showing them the way, "I will guide you all to the princess's chamber." the butler said.

He turned around and started walking, making the four follow them. Sherin and Niro were in the front, a little behind the butler. While Alec was beside the Crown Prince. Chance could not see William's face because they were behind, but he would have liked it if he could see the expression on the butler's face.

He let out an inaudible sigh, 'I hope he thinks of my words through.' Chance thought. He could already tell just by looking at him that even though he had not done what he was planning to do, regret was written all over his face. Chance could have just let them be and could have not poked his nose into the butler's business, but he does not want William to do something that would torture himself because of regret until he lies on his deathbed.

He glanced at his knight and at the female aide when he remembered that the two of them talked earlier. They must have finished their conversation, he thought. Chance noticed that his knight was still the same as before so maybe the topic they had did not affect him that much, it must have not been too much of a serious conversation, but it did not look that way to Sherin.

Chance saw Sherin keeping a straight face, but her eyes seemed distracted, like she was thinking about something so deeply. 'Something really must have happened. I hope they are all right.' Chance thought.

The historian looked at the knight with worry. Although it looked like he was not affected by what they talked about, seeing Sherin looking troubled, Alec must also be thinking about it. As Chance stared at him, there was something strange forming in his chest. A feeling that he could not shake off, a confusing feeling.

The knight turned his head as he noticed the Crown Prince's gaze. Their gazes met and Chance continued to stare at him, for a moment Chance felt a sudden gush of sorrow. 'W-why do I feel so sad?' the historian thought.

It felt as if time rewinded and they went back to the time where they first met in the streets and when they went to the library for the first time. Where Chance met him as 'Charles'.

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One of the men gave a signal to hold him but Chance suddenly ran outside the inn. "You! Your payment!" the owner yelled. The men ran after him to help the owner, "Stop, right there!"

Chance kept running to escape the people chasing him, "I seriously don't have money! I'm sorry!" he shouted. The group still chased him, the crowd gave way to avoid getting involved or hurt.

Chance looked back and saw their serious and mad faces, when he returned his eyes in front of him, he ran into someone. The person who he bumped into didn't even move an inch. He stood still like a rock while Chance immediately lost balance but the man supported his back with his arm.

Chance sighed with relief, "Thank you." the man's brows slightly furrowed while he stared at him with confusion and surprise. "Yo--

"There you are! Go and catch him!" The group from the bar stopped and blocked Chance and the man with him so they wouldn't escape. "Pay up or we will take you to Tartaria!"

The man removed his hand around Chance's waist and took out his own sword. 'He also has a sword. Is this man also a knight?' Chance thought.

"The ones who are going to Tartaria..." The knight muttered and pointed his sword to the group. "are all of you."

The group looked angry, like they were all ready to fight but they were bewildered as they felt the ground shaking. "Is it an earthquake?!" the others asked. "Grab the man before he escapes again." another man whispered to the other.

Two of the group were supposed to go to Chance but they felt something sharp on their necks, "Prepare to go meet Asteria in prison, fools." 

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"I am Your Highness's personal knight and the Captain of the Antares First Squad, Alec Valorian."

Chance turned to him, 'So his name is Alec, wait why did he introduce himself? Did he notice that I'm not his master?'

"I know, why are you telling me that?" Chance lied, the knight squinted his eyes, looking at him.

"I thought that maybe you had also forgotten about me, seeing that you did not know the messenger that you were always ordering around," he said.

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"How long were you standing there?"

"About five hours, Your Highness." the knight responded as if it was nothing to him, Chance blinked, mouth agape in incredulity. "What?!" he exclaimed, making Alec surprised. His gaze went down to his legs, "Are you okay?" he said with worry and sat down on the floor.

"Seriously! You could have taken advantage of sitting while I was asleep. It is not like I will see you!" he scolded. The Valorian knight looked down at the Crown Prince that was sitting on the ground, stunned. 'W-what is he doing?'

He became even more flustered inside as he felt the prince pressing the muscles of the back of his legs. He put his sword away and bent down to his level to grab both of Charles's hands. "A Crown Prince should never lower himself to anyone."

Chance was gazing down at his leg when Alec grabbed his hands, after hearing those words he immediately raised his head, forgetting that he was a royal.

But at the moment he looked up, he met the knight's gaze with the light from the window reflecting in his empty, crimson eyes that have met blood all his life, his usual blank face turned serious as he looked at him. 

"You do not have to worry about me, Your Highness. I should be the one to worry, that is my duty." 

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Chance felt his heart clenched for a short moment. As he looked into the Valorian knight's eyes. It was the same empty, crimson eyes that he saw back then. It was a normal sight to see since Alec has always been blank and good at concealing his emotions.

But for a reason that is not known, Chance felt sad as he looked into his eyes. It was so empty and there was not even a slight shine in it. It was dark and deep, as if it was a deep sea and its color was similar to those of a blood. 

Inside those eyes, Chance could see a figure drowning. It must be the knight drowning in the ocean of blood, either the blood of those he had killed, blood of the ones he loved, or maybe even his own.

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Caliber approached him, "I have always been curious about something. How did you meet your knight, Alec Valorian?" he asked and stared directly into the Crown Prince's eyes, waiting for him to answer.

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Chance does not know how to answer that question. Because 'you' could mean himself or the body he was in. Chance met Alec when he was running away from the ones chasing him from the inn.

But as for how the real 'Charles' met him, he has no idea.

He said that he met him that day when he woke up in the 19th century, but his heart aches for him as if he had met him for a very long time. It was only until now that he felt so much sorrow for his knight for an unknown reason.

He hoped that it was not indicating that something bad was about to happen, but there was a painful feeling inside him as he looked at him.

It felt as if he had been looking at those crimson eyes even long before he had the chance to look at it. 'What is this feeling?' Chance thought. 'Is this the feelings of King Charles? Is this the sorrow that the last king felt before?' 

Chance looked away and returned his gaze in front. If he continued staring at him, his heart might burst in pain.

He does not know what the last king and the Valorian knight's relationship was before he came, but the thought of him stealing the knight's chance to be with King Charles until the end broke him. 'The knight must have a goal of serving Charles until death,' Chance thought, 'How would he react if he knew that the prince he dedicated his life to, has long been gone?'

'How would he react if he found out that he will never see nor talk with 'Charles' any longer?'

All for the sake of retelling history, he stole someone's life. 'I am sorry, Alec,' he thought.

But those were the words he would never be able to say to the Valorian Knight.