Episode 3
As Sebastian reached the doorstep of the prince's room, he paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to compose himself. He knew that concealing his true feelings for the prince was crucial, both for their friendship and for his position. With each step, he pushed any traces of his internal struggles aside, determined to be the steadfast knight the prince could rely on. Entering the room, Sebastian donned the mask of his duty, concealing the hidden depths of emotions that lay beneath the surface.
The prince had an impressive athletic body, his physique resembling that of a ken doll, with broad shoulders and sculpted arms that exuded strength. His hair was a stunning shade of rose gold, wavy locks stretching past his shoulders. His face was breathtaking, adorned with stunning features that held a hint of feminism in their elegant beauty. Softly arched eyebrows framed hazel-colored eyes, the irises reflecting a hint of gold. The man's appearance was polished and immaculate, radiating a refined charm that turned heads wherever he went.
Sebastian
With swift and determined movement, Sebastian strode over to the window and forcefully opened the curtains, allowing sunlight to flood the room
"Your Highness," Sebastian called out in a respectful tone, his voice laced with urgency, "It's time to rise and face the day. We have Melee practice awaiting us, and your presence is needed."
Micheal
The prince groaned softly, his voice carrying a hint of discomfort as he complained, "I have a headache." Despite his suffering, he seemed determined to remain nestled in the confines of the bed, seeking the solace of comfort and rest.
Sebastian
Sebastian couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle, a hint of amusement in his voice as he replied, "Ah, it seems your discomfort is the result of indulging in excessive merriment. A tad much wine, perhaps?"
Micheal
The prince playfully rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he responded, "Oh, Sebastian, you worry too much. It was just a minor indulgence in the name of celebration," his voice carrying a light and carefree tone
Sebastian
Sebastian's voice was filled with urgency and authority as he addressed the prince, "Michael, get out of bed already. We have Melee practice."
Micheal
The prince, Michael, replied with a hint of reluctance in his voice, "Alright, alright, Sebastian. You never give me a break, do you?" Despite his lingering weariness, he could read the determination in Sebastian's tone and knew better than to push back. With a sigh, he begrudgingly swung his legs out of the bed, rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn as he got up, stretching his muscular arms. The thought of their upcoming Melee practice was enough to rouse him from his comfortable slumber.
Sebastian
Sebastian's laughter rang out as he playfully observed, "You were quite intoxicated last evening."
Micheal
The prince chuckled lightly, taking a moment to swallow a few headache pills before responding. His gaze drifted to the side, almost as if avoiding direct eye contact, as he replied, "I certainly hope I wasn't too inappropriate last night. I have a reputation to maintain, after all."
Sebastian
Sebastian met the prince's gaze directly, his expression solemn as he spoke, "Do you remember the events of last night?" His voice carried a note of genuine concern, and he waited for the prince's response. There was a flicker of anxiety in his eyes, as if he were bracing himself for what the prince might recall of their shared experiences. It was a delicate moment, the air charged with anticipation, and Sebastian's words echoed the gravity of the unspoken secrets that had unfolded between them.
Micheal
The prince's laughter turned nervous, as his cheeks blushed slightly. "Oh, I remember bits and pieces. I'm sure I didn't do anything too outrageous, did I?" he replied, his voice carrying a hint of forced casualness. He averted his gaze, his eyes darting around the room, as if searching for something to focus on besides Sebastian's penetrating stare.
Sebastian knew that their shared moment in the prince's room had been witnessed by none except the two of them, and Micheal clearly doesn't know, so he didn't broach the topic of the kiss, he's discretion protecting the prince's reputation and the private moment they've shared in the prince's room
Sebastian
Sebastian's smile held a layer of finesse as he reassured the prince, "No, you weren't too outrageous,"
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