Trapped In Hisstory

His eyes slowly opened, gaining consciousness as he had a deep sleep. His forehead creased, curious as to why he did not feel any bit of sleepiness as soon as he woke up. Normally, when people wake up they will be in a semiconscious state, still sleepy as they try to get out of bed.

He looked around to observe the surroundings, and he was still in Caliber's room. But he was perfectly fine, standing on the ground. 'Shouldn't I be in bed?' he thought, perplexed.

He woke up, already standing. 'Ridiculous, I fell asleep while on my feet?' he thought.

He continued to walk around and then approached the bed; it was fixed up, not even a slightest crumple on the sheet. The room was empty, only him inside.

"Caliber?" he called out, checking if he was there somehow. "Caliber!" he yelled his name, but there was no reply.

'Where is he?' he thought. He walked across the large room until he reached the door. He turned the knob and as soon as he opened he looked at both sides to see if there was someone guarding the chamber like before, but there was nobody there.

He remembered what Caliber said. 'Oh, right. He made sure there were no servants in our wing.' he thought. 'But then, why did he leave without saying a word?' he said to himself in confusion.

His eyes stopped at the door of his chamber and decided to drop by before finding Caliber. He opened the door and went inside. Even his knight was not waiting for him there.

His eyes caught sight of a folded paper with a seal. 'An envelope..?' he thought as reached for it. The seal was familiar, and when he took a closer look at it, it was the seal from the Palace of Antares. Curious as to what the letter was about, he tried to grab the knife used to open the letter.

But before he could even open it, his surroundings changed. All of a sudden, he was back in Antares Kingdom, wearing fancy clothes that he would use on an occasion, but he has no idea what occasion it was. 

Something opened in front of him, which made him squint and raised his hand to cover his eyes. The light was blinding, making it hard for him to see what it was. When his vision returned, he saw the enormous doors opened, leading him into the large celebration hall where guests were in.

Laughter could be heard, as well as the music where the people inside are dancing to. The ballroom was filled with people he does not recognize. Some faces were blurred, his sight turning bad whenever he tries to focus on their looks.

His head started to ache and his mind was filled with flashing images, a crown, raised glasses, sharp weapons and...heads. "Heads..?"

'Aaaaaaaaaa!!!'

'Your Majesty, please have mercy!'

'What did we ever do wrong, Your Majesty?!'

'Your Highness, help us!!'

Screams of men and the murmurs from the gossiping nobles drummed in his head. They were too loud and repetitive that one who hears it will lose their sanity from the piercing pain ringing in his ears. He wanted it to stop but it would not. The screams and whispering went on louder that he fell on his knees with both palms covering his ears.

"Charles, are you all right?" a voice asked, a voice that he knows well enough to identify who it was without looking.

Tears that were forming in his eyes started a waterfall as he raised his gaze up to the man who spoke. He saw Caliber looking at him with a sympathetic look while extending one of his hand to Chance.

He slowly removed his hands that were on his ears and reached for Caliber's extended hand. "Caliber, I--

"Charles? Charles? What is wrong?"

His eyes snapped open, and he gasped for air as he woke up covered in cold sweat and tears running down his cheeks. He turned to the person beside him, holding him with a worried face. "Are you all right? You must have had a terrible dream." Caliber uttered.

With Caliber being the first person he saw after waking up, he pulled him to an embrace, giving him a tight hug. The Canopus prince could sense his fear and felt the trembling of his body. He returned the hug and made sure his comfort and reassurance reach Chance. "Do not worry, it is just a dream. I am here."

'Dream...' that was exactly why he was scared. Another dream. Another clue. Fate has given him a sign about what will happen. He did not understand much because everything went too quickly, but the last part of the dream sent chills down his spine. Scared that it might come true.

"Great. Invite them to the celebration and they shall be our special guests."

"Kill them there."

He remembered the words of the King of Antares. Even though he does not know Charles's father that well enough to judge, his gut knows that Cadell would never say that as a joke.

If he orders to kill them, they will surely be killed with no hesitation. 'At Charles's birthday...how cruel.' he thought.

After a few moments, his hand slid up and down, caressing Caliber's hair. His fragrance made him snap back to reality, and he realized that he was hugging Caliber. 'Oh...no.'

He pulled away in a quick manner, moving away until his back touched the bed's headboard. "Y-your Highness!" he muttered in surprise. 

The handsome Stein raised an eyebrow as he looked at Chance, "Why are you addressing me with an honorific?" he asked. Chance looked away and did not answer. "Hmm, have you forgotten my name? But that is not possible,"

He smirked, "Considering how you were moaning my name last nig-"

"Caliber!" Chance yelled, his face flushed red in embarrassment upon remembering every detail of what they did.

Caliber chuckled in return, finding his reaction cute. "You look like you are in a good mood." Chance said.

The Canopus prince smiled at his words. "Indeed, I am. I heard something great." he responded with a playful smile. The way he said it made Chance furrow his brows, curious about what he was talking about.

"What did you hear?" He got a feeling that Caliber will not tell him but he still asked anyway.

"Hmm. Let us just say your moans."

"Caliber!" he yelled when Caliber teased him again, "I am seriously asking."

"Then I will seriously refuse to answer."

Chance grunted, a low, annoyed sound. His eyes dropped down to his Caliber's feet until his handsome face and noticed that he was already fully dressed while he was still in the bed, lying naked with only a blanket covering a few parts of his body.

He caught Caliber staring at his naked body with hunger in his eyes but Caliber immediately averted his gaze when their eyes met. "You should put on your clothes." he said and laid the clothes onto the bed.

Chance got off of the bed, with the blanket covering him slowly slid off his body, dropping to the floor. As soon as the direction of Caliber's eyes shifted to him, he was startled by the sudden exhibit of Chance's manhood. His eyes slightly widened as well as his lips which parted.

Caliber had a hard time fighting back his urges as the view of the crown prince's exposed skin greatly affects him. "Damn, Charles. Do not make me regret telling you to dress up."

The naked historian laughed and grabbed the clothes. "I cannot let myself be the only one who gets teased." he said.

"Well, you have a hidden talent in teasing."

They both chuckled. The light air around them made Chance feel at ease. It somehow helped him to remove the bad memory he has from the dream. If only everything could stay this way.

When he was all dressed, he fixed the bed and approached Caliber. Caliber put his palm on his cheek. Chance could never get enough of the warmth he brings to him. "I lo-" they both looked at each other with slightly widened eyes. Caliber coughed, "I need to meet with someone for a while." he continued.

Chance relaxed, a bit surprised, expecting something, but he was mistaken. "All right." he said in return. 'That explained why he was fully clothed so early.' he thought.

"Are you going outside too?" 

Chance shook his head. "I will stay here for a bit." he answered. He needs some time alone for just a little while.

"All right." Caliber pressed his lips to his forehead. "I will see you later." he said with a smile and turned to walk to the door.

With that, he was gone, and Chance was left alone in the middle of the room. Worry took over him again as he remembered his dream. Soon, Fate will come again, since he had a dream about what will happen.

A part of him was scared that Fate will find out that he slept with Caliber. He is in deep trouble and he cannot hide it from the spirit. He sighed.

Alec Valorian suddenly went to his head. He forgot that they left their aides and never called for them again since they were too busy having...well, you know.

He opened the door and looked outside, but no one was there. Caliber must have gone far to be seen, and there were still no servants on their wing. He looked across from him and saw his door slightly opened, 'Hm? Did Alec come by?' he thought.

He pushed his door, and it swung open, revealing that there was no one there. Only an empty room waiting for him. As he continued walking around his room, his gaze dropped to his study table.

His eyes caught sight of a paper, and that was where everything connected. It was the same envelope he saw from his dream.

It is starting; it is already starting.

He looked at it closer and saw the seal of Antares Palace. There was no mistaking that it was the same one.

A letter from Antares.