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"That's none of your concern---" Though he did felt threatened every time the bastard spoke about his sister. Chrone would convince himself that his beloved sister will always be safe. What would the king do? If Chrone died, what's the use of harming his sister? Those thoughts kept Chrone hanging barely despite experiencing physical, mental and emotional strains. His sister's safety was all that matters. Though he'd sworn he'll keep his mouth shut regarding the treasuries no matter how they torture or blackmail him.

 

Chrone hesitated a bit as the king forced him to stand. Upon hearing his conditions, the knight's ear twitched for a moment. That doesn't sound bad, all he'll do was behave like a good citizen. At least he could recuperate and plan for his escape. That would be easy enough once he's healed and such.

 

"Deal." He turned his head towards the king as he leaned at the wall. If he could just give him some decent bed and food, then it'll be fine. He should stay on a low profile and endure for a bit. It weaken a knight like him just staying at the opponent's side.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

|wew that's a relief|

[Teesie]

Exus smiled at the answer the Alstreim mutt had just given him. That means that Chrone would be of no more trouble, which meant that he could relax and not have to look after the other so much. The situation would have the dark haired male to think of a more effective plan when at the kingdom. The last thing that the man would want was for the other forces to come and take over.

 

"Good, I like to hear that you would be of no more problems." The tactician told the other as he helped carry him over to the area that all the others were eating at. The food tonight consisted of pasta and roasted chicken, possible Exus's favorite meal. Sitting the foe down, the older man joined him and raised a brow. His food was suppose to be on the table already, but it seemed like his troops were behind time.

 

The man decided to make Chrone his entertainment. There could be nothing more effective than trying to persuade the other into asking him for the treasure. There was no way he could bribe the Alstreim male, because the man already had the treasure. So it would be useless to even try.

 

"How about talking of the treasure? I would really like to know of it? How much is there, at least you could tell me that right?"

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Though it really was contradicting inside him, obeying the opponent's king would be one of his newly created plans. He should learn to minimize his temper and grit his teeth. He hoped that his grudge won't resurface for the time being. Chrone needed the good side of this man, just for a bit, he needed it in order to escape. He's done acting smug with him and just by seeing his wound covered body, he'd already had enough.

 

As he catered him towards the dining area, Chrone's head was still a bit groggy. Though he's feeling bad, really bad, at least he was treated human this time. The pain was nothing if he could just eat or something. Putting the suicide aside, he's tired of doing such due to the alarming situation the King had place on him regarding his sister. --Will she be fine!? his thoughts still straying inside as he tightly clenched his fist.

 

"My lord, do you have some spare garments. It's really cold--" he almost puked saying those words, but he should endure. Endure and force a smile on his face. But indeed it was really cold and few of the armor was still intact in his lower body, just those cold metal were killing him.

 

"I'm afraid that I do know where the treasure is located but it's kind of a dangerous place." Chrone stared at the male who was sitting casually. He could really beat the hell out of him, his arrogance was still reeling within him. "--but I'll tell--" he looked so sad as he spoke those words. Damn, had he known he was a good actor he should've applied at the theaters.

 

--That place will be your grave bastard. This'll be fun-- He really hoped his grin didn't crept from his poker face.

[Teesie]

Exus stared to the other beside him with coal colored eyes. He could tell that Chrone was a hard soldier to just rip his pride and confidence to shreds. Unless, of course, one harmed his little sister. Then will the other be so torn, but then again maybe he was wrong. The Alstreim mutt had almost committed suicide more than once. Maybe a tough demeanor was all the man had to him. Though in the inside, he was a pure weakling who knew the will of a sword.

 

"My lord, do you have some spare garments. It's really cold--"[/Quote]

 

The dark haired man nodded before waving his hand for a knight to come to him. On approaching, the king averted his attention to the soldier. "I would like you to get some decent clothing for Chrone. He's rather cold he say, so something along the lines of being warm." The allied fighter nodded before walking away to enter a chamber containing clothes.

 

A plate of food was soon placed in front of them both, more being on the enemies plate that Exus. He had asked of that so it would have happened no matter what. Chrone was weak and the dark haired male only wanted him to get better. Though the statements that the man had said struck curiosity in him.

 

"You've decided to give in and tell me where the treasure lies. I have a feeling that this will all be a set up. Is that anyway to be to the one that helps you live. I feed you for my sake." Smirking to the other softly. With a power as his, what was the use of believing in something higher than himself.

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Chrone strayed his eyes at the soldier who was getting some clothes for him. He really wanted some body heat in this cold weather. Upon the arrival of the garments, he immediately wore them, it really was comfy. And he was starting to get cozy though that didn't hinder the continuous ache he felt from his head.

 

Taking some glimpse to the opponents King, he sure had started to calm. No joke! His attitude did turn completely 360. His kindness kind of creep the knight out. He then slowly ate the food though he was really starving. His shaking hands was barely following his orders though he shoved away the utensils and pave way to eating bare hands.

 

After he heard the king's commentary about the trap, Chrone placed back the food to the plate. He felt a pang on his chest. He wasn't supposed to be like this, not a calculating bastard like the person in front of him. He was gallant and had his pride on top of everything else. The knight was even awe on how the King found out his lie easily. He really was the king of the opposing party, no tricks can't fool him.

 

"HAHAHAHAHAHA" Chrone with his boisterous laugh startled the soldiers around them. "I guess my covers blown-- you're really something." He wiped the sauce on his face as he placed a drumstick on his mouth. Really his manners was nowhere to be placed. "So what're you gonna do now? Place me back on the chamber--" he teased as he raised both of his arms in a sign of surrender.

[Teesie]

The dark haired man glanced over the other and gave a small smile. The Alstreim mutt was trying to be a cocky bastard, except for Exus didn't care much. As long as the other behaved himself, the two of them could get along rather well. The king just like for everything to go his way, and if it didn't was when he became the ice king that all others labeled him as.

 

Smiling to Chrone, the tactician crossed his legs and gave a raised brow. Finger tapping against his chin, Exus smile dropped into a serious look. "I really do wish to know where the treasure is. I'm not joking about that simple fact. Locking you back into the chamber sounds like a good idea, but unfortunately I won't do so. I can't have you to die. You're the most hope I have after all; also...the kingdom is just ahead. It would be meaningless, unless you start trouble." The elder male explained, turning to eat some of his food.

 

The kingdom was just ahead and would take a minimal of seven hours to get to. The sun would be down at the point, and the dark haired male could easily blend with the darkness to have Chone taken into the village. The tactician didn't want others talking too much.. That way he wouldn't have to kill the worhless men and women, as well as children.

[gin]

" For pete's sake I really do wish that you should stop asking me about those goddamn treasures." He gave an exaggerated sigh as the bone from the drumstick was still inside his mouth. Whenever the bastard open his mouth it always involved treasures or something that ridicules him. Chrone's eyes dropped boringly as he cast some glance at the king. The seemingly perfect ruler, with almost inhuman facial attributes, in all seriousness pissed him off. Just looking at him made his nerve pop randomly.

 

"And it's not worth for your time and effort. It's just a pile of junk, your majesty..." Chrone stated the last words with a vile as the king started to search some response from him.

 

He'd grown tired and weary for waiting the damn ship to arrive at its destination. Though he knew that it'll at least took three days for it's arrival, Chrone just couldn't track time anymore; thanks for those times he was trapped at the moldy and dim chamber.

 

Eyeing at the food prepared, he grabbed another meat and shove it inside his mouth, at least he felt something rushing inside him. This'll be good, now that there's no restriction, it'll be just a piece of cake to dash away once they've landed on the kingdom of whatever that was. Put up a little fight and voila! his escape plan will be in all success.

[Teesie]

The king let out a chuckle at the other's statement. Chrone was still so cocky even when he was even held captive. That was something that had captured the tactician interest in the beginning. For the time being he could guess to leave the other alone, the man was surely more than enough tired of speaking of the treasure. It's not like the dark haired man really cared, Exus wasn't really keen for caring for other's feelings or thoughts.

 

"Perhaps we can stop talking of the treasure. I wouldn't want you to become all depressed again. It would be a nuisance to have to deal with you again. Now that you have no restraints, the suicidal attempts could be actually performed successfully.. Though, I will promise that if you kill yourself...then your sister wouldn't be such a happy citizen anymore." Hinting at possible harming the other.

 

The tactician knew that he would possible upset the other for such a thing, but as said before, he didn't really care. Taking another bite out of the food, the dark haired man gave a delightful noise and continued to eat the meal, liking the taste. It was his favorite meal after all, and he really enjoyed it. Chrone was meant for his other entertainment. He would need some for the many more hours to Haeßburg kingdom.

[gin]

"Yeah right right I know--sheesh" As the king took the notion to mention his sister's name. Does the king find him so stupid? The knight felt that he was treated as a child. But it's much better, Chrone wanted the other male not to know more about him. The way things were, him being captive by the other party, it's as if he's an open book. He didn't want Exus to know the real him. It's better for Chrone to be treated as the "random enemy--" no more no less.

 

 

Now that the King had stopped speaking about those treasures, Chrone slumped at his seat and trailed his head towards the cabin. "Can I start to rest?" Not in a demanding tone, he tried to ask. He really was tired. Damn this, he could just march all his way and claim a room or two. The blonde stretched his arms and heard a crackling sound, probably the strain of the bones from being kept on the same position.

 

"shit*" He murmured as he inspected his wounds more closely. Eyes widened, Chrone watched his body covered with whip wounds and some burns; add the waxes that was still intact in his skin. --Damn this bastard He glared at Exus and move a meter away from the man. He immediately button up the shirt that was given to him and walked away from the table. Chrone found a space and settled himself there for a bit, embracing his shivering self.

[Teesie]

The king watched after the other as he stood from his position to trail to another area of the deck. The tactician hadn't missed the glare that the other had sent him. Seems as if Chrone had been driven to be upset with the dark haired male due to his injuries. Well, Exus had to stop a chuckle threatening to come fourth. The other was being so stubborn and unforgiving when he, himself was offering the other a decent place to rest.

 

Pushing away the plate in front of him, the king turned to the direction the Alstreim mutt had settled in. The older male could tell that the blond was not looking forward to talking to him; although he had asked a question so Exus was giving a simple answer.

 

"Since you are so upset, I guess that you could find a chamber to sleep in." The tactician teased, yet pointed to the upper decks. "Make sure it isn't my room though." He ended, once again tending to the food in front of him. The coal eyes watched the sway of the boat as he disposed of the pasta in his mouth. "Just know that we will be at my kingdom in a few. I'll make sure Haeßburg feels like home to you." The king stated, a smirk playing at his lips.

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As soon as he heard that the king would gladly offer a peasant like him a room, he immediately stood and forgot his wounds. "I won't stand in ceremony then~" As he rushed to the nearest cubicle. He really took the offer immediately before Exus could playfully take his offers back.

 

--who would stay at your room!? As he turned his head to the other's witty comment. He should really stop putting airs and assume things; like he was someone popular or someone to be worshiped. The male locked himself at the cabin. Glancing at every corner, he noticed that there's a small circular window and it was obviously not his escaping device. Chrone sat in exasperation, he should've escaped and not give a glee upon the minimal things displayed in front of him.

 

--he's getting creepier. As the knight thought while he had noticed that the king was faking kindness towards him. It really grossed him out as he stuck his tongue out from his mouth. "hypocrite--" He mumbled.

[Teesie]

The faint sound of footsteps soon faded to nothing as the enemy male was out of the kings hearing range. The tactician knew that he could arise a new problem with having the other have a decent meal as well as sleep, but he did not wish to have the other die when he knew only so little about the treasure. The dark haired male would not just let the only one who knows of the treasure vanish from existence. It was of no excuse. It just couldn't happen.

 

Standing, after dismissing the rest of the food, Exus began up the few steps through the cubicle. The male just wanted to check to which room the other was resting in, that way he could keep an eye on the enemy. Walking down the narrow halls, the king struck each door with his fist, a small thump sounding to get the Alstreim male's attention. Though, possible the other would be stubborn and not answer at all. That would be a pain.

 

"It would be much easier if you were to answer me. That way I could go to my room and relax." Exus was well aware that even the sound of his voice could piss Chrone off. That was clearly why he did some unnecessary things, like now, to irritate the other.

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He rested his sore and wounded body to the comfortable bed. It felt like ages since he'd landed at something soft and of course in a laying position. He'd remembered the days that he was bound and was forced to sleep standing. The male then covered his entire body with some blanket. Indeed it was effective to warm things up.

 

His eyes slowly closing, Chrone heard some noises as it slowly grew louder each creak of the wooden flooring. He wanted to rant but chose to ignore it for the time being.

 

"It would be much easier if you were to answer me. That way I could go to my room and relax."

 

 

--ignore.ignore.ignore. Chrone slowly turned his head away from the door and covered his head with the pillow on his side. At least there wasn't a sound to be heard anymore. Like he'd care if he'll blast open the door at any moment; the young man had already plan to pretend sleeping.

 

The king had really lot of time in his hands just pestering the poor knight every hour or even minute. How he wished that the male could just spare him some space to breathe. Though that wasn't a part of a prisoner's incentive, Chrone really didn't act like one; acting so smug and such.

[Teesie]

Exus smiled as he heard not one sound. He knew that the Alstreim sire would ignore him. It was perfectly fine though, it's not as if he had to know just which room the other was resting in. With the simple task as of then, the tactician knew he had gotten to the other's nerves. Chrone was not that hard a person to irritate. It seemed as if the man had little to no tolerance for his childish, teasing antics. The king just liked to entertain himself, he wasn't really caring as to what anyone else thought.

 

Metal clinging on his boots as the steps were sounded throughout the halls, Exus began to exit the chambers. The dark haired male would let the other rest, finally, and go to get some sleep of his own. The water was soon heard as he was once again on top deck. Turning to the direction of his room, the tactician entered his room with a sigh. The Haeßburg Kingdom was a little ways away. Three to four hours at least.

 

Once in his rightful room, the king pulled back the blanket and settled underneath it. The atmosphere was no where near warm. Due to him wearing thin material, Exus was chilled easily. Closing his eyes, the man began to fall into a light slumber, keeping in mind that the boat would soon arrive at deck.

[gin]

"Hnn---- owow." As Chrone tried to stretch his arms but failed due to his sore body. It was early in the morning since Chrone had opened his eyes. The knight was an early bed riser , a morning person; in the first place. He felt a quite surrounding in the upper deck which led him to take a peek outside. The sun wasn't still rising, and he could see the city lights from Haeßburg Kingdom like a few meters away. It was really near. The knight immediately rushed outside as he'd seen no one, outside the deck. They were probably sleeping, he so thought.

 

*SPLASH

 

The male then rushed at the side of the ship and threw away his body to the water without hesitation. It was really freezing, the water was almost like biting his flesh. It's better to escape than risking his life with that stupid king. He didn't really planned his escape, his body just moved with its instincts, ESCAPE was all Chrone's mind ordered.

 

Chrone swam slowly, afraid that his wounds might reopen again. The male then paused a bit as he saw a barrel floating, clinging to it for a moment and swam again. His body was almost enduring everything, just the joy of thinking that he'd finally escape made his heart race.

 

 

 

Finally, after a long time of swimming, he'd slowly crawled to the shore as he immediately found someone walking along the shorelines.

 

"Miss, could you please offer me some dry clothes. That'll be a lot of help, " he shrugged the female's shoulder.

"--- -- ---- - - ---!!!" Chrone almost dropped himself, he'd long forgotten that this kingdom's outer district had different language from the inner districts.

 

Left with no choice from the language barrier, Chrone snatched the coat from the woman as he was seething with the numbing pain from the cold water. "Achoo~ tsk*" He sneezed as the woman finally helped him though they weren't communicating with words.

 

"YES I'M FUCKIN' FREE~!!!!! " he kicked the sand with his foot as he screamed along the shorelines. The female flinched upon seeing the man's barbaric actions.

[Teesie]

Due to the closeness of the boat to shore, the echoes of Chrone's voice woke the king with a start. A frown was sure enough playing on his face caused by his sudden wake up call, a loud man screaming to the skies. Grumbling, the tactician stood to wrap his jacket around him tighter. The winds from the Kingdom was cold and the dark haired male refused to be sick just to figure out the source who woke him. Whomever it was, was sure to be punished, if not killed. Exus tried so hard to make his city the way he liked it. Last time the man checked, he was sure he said not to be so reckless and noisy. Maybe this one person needed some reminding.

 

Padding slowly to the edge of the boat, Exus eyes squinted at the figured on the shoreline. It consisted of a woman and a man who was jumping around as he praised .... Freedom! "That fucking mutt." Quickly turning to rush to the communicator in which was used to inform others on the boat. Because it was so loud, one could hear it from the outside as well, if close enough.

 

"The Alstreim mutt has gotten free. Chrone," He said, averting his speech to the man on the line of the shore. "I hope you can find a well enough hiding place. My soldiers will be searching for you night and day. Would you actually have innocent people killed for your saftey?" The dark haired tactician was planning on going to the kingdom to get his elite knights to search for the criminal. The men had no remorse and will kill all those who refused to let them search the houses. Chrone will not find shelter in another's home.

 

The Alstreim man would pay from trying to escape his punishment. It would only make things harder on himself. Exus would just wait to see how long it took to find the blond. The guy would wished he had never done such actions when the king had him in his grasps again.

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Was he that loud? If yes, the outcome would be a given as he heard someone from the shore announced his name. He saw a boat from a meters away as he squinted and saw a man. He was all with fury as he tried to warn the knight that he should surrender or he'll kill a person or two. Chrone glanced at the female who didn't know more about the language, she was still staring at him, flustered. "Well good luck!!!!" He teased as he shove his middle finger towards the sky and dashed away from the female. He really looked like a prancing fool. But anyways, that's just Chrone and his nosy attitude.

 

--Damn him, how could he just kill his citizens randomly. Isn't he concerned of their welfare!? Nah probably not, he's Exeed after all..Was that his name!? Nah... dun care... He rushed to the forests closely and passed at the town. He couldn't shelter himself as someone else's home since the king might take some wide search for him. Chrone immediately found a scarf inside the jacket, since winter was coming the lady probably placed it for use. The knight immediately wrapped it on his neck, half of his face hidden, thanks to the scarf.

 

He should start earning money so he could buy ticket to return back to his homeland. But how should he work, he didn't know the language. He felt remorse, he wished that he'd attentively listen to the teachers before. But he didn't expect that this situations would happen, even his sword skills won't come in handy. He better not do something that attracts attention. The male leaned at the dark alley as he observed soldiers rushing from almost everywhere.

 

--I'll be damned, i've never thought that i'll become one of the most wanted person... He laughed as he glided towards the darkness.

[Teesie]

The king was not in his best of moods, albeit he wasn't bothered too much. All of this was a fault that could be blamed on him. Having pity on a Alstreim mutt was the worst thing that anyone could even think of. The tactician wouldn't get too discouraged, the man knew that the elite soldiers would soon catch the criminal. There was no way that the blond could be left alone by himself for too long. There was no telling what mischief the other would cause.

 

The boat had just hit shore and all the soldiers rushed off, heading in the direction that Chrone had disappeared in. Exus was left on the boat, slowly trailing off and looking after the horde of men. Deciding to go on a hunt couldn't be such a bad idea. That's exactly what the king would do. If he was the first to find the other, the blond would surely regret it. There weren't something that money couldn't also pull. Paying villagers a little would end in a capture of the enemy, especially if the other was looking for shelter.

 

"Well Chrone. I wish that you heard the saying not to trust everyone" He voiced, boots padding through the sand. The search wouldn't last too long. This was Haeßburg Kingdom and Exus refused the blond just run free in his capital.

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.The knight jogged in circles, he noticed that the number of soldiers searching for him had increased. "Tsk persistent bastards." He hoisted himself up and hid atop of a tree while eating the apple he'd found at its branches. He couldn't roam free since there lot's of soldiers gathering in every direction. Besides, his entirety would cause much attention since Haeßburg Kingdom had mostly dark shade of hair. Chrone tilted his head, it was strikingly gold, his hair that is. He rolled his eyes to the two soldiers roaming free under the tree.

 

The knight slowly hid from the leaves as they started to disappear from him . "That was close---" He sighed as he sat back to the tree. How long will he escape? He needed to go to the pier and slip himself to a ship away from the island. It didn't matter where, as long as he's away from that kingdom, it would be perfectly fine.

 

--hmm I guess i'll wait until night. The male was so unfortunate, he didn't have any weapons beside him. He could fight the soldiers with his bare hands but that would rather take time compared to those slash and kill he'd perform.

 

--I just need a decent sword-- He thought of himself while leaning at the tree.

[Teesie]

Exus was wondering the streets, not really subjecting to looking for the blond. The*Haeßburg soldiers would find the enemy soon enough. Though, that didn't mean that the dark haired male wouldn't seize him if the other was in his view. Chrone couldn't be that hard to find anyhow. With the blond hair and all it would be mighty easy to spot the man, even if he was in a crowd of a thousand. It would still be a pain, especially since the man was a fighter.

 

"Worthless mutt. Have me looking for him. He shouldn't even waste his time,there is no way that he'd actually succeed in escaping." The tactician whispered to himself, giving a wave to the villagers that called to him. There had to be a place to rest for the time being, not that Exus would go just anywhere, but he was a bit exhausted. Deciding not to need a carriage was something the king wished he had thought more on. Walking up steeps and hills wasn't exactly the most easiest thing one could do while on foot. Just observing the town was not helping him to get any less tired. There was a pretty good inn here so he'd rest there until calling for transportation.

 

The dark haired male was walking by, observing the scenery and spotted the building in which he was gazing for. The exterior was what attracted him most. The painted pictures of himself is what engrossed his attention the first time around. This was beautiful and what was more perfect than going to an inn that had one as a idol. That is, if the woman of the inn viewed him that way.

[gin]

"Heave ho~" Chrone jumped from the tree smoothly. He then immediately wrapped the scarf above his head to cover his hair color at least. Glancing through the mirror, he noticed that he really looked so stressed. His long tired eyes darted its vision to its surroundings. The people were usually minding their own business as he forced himself inside the crowds; tugging both his hands in the pants. The seemingly crowded city was quite lively despite its terror of a king. That bastard of a King do really know the word prosperity to begin with.

 

Even the thought of missing his homelands flushed inside his head. Still, it wouldn't change the fact that he's still so far from it. The male then leaned at the wall while looking at the weaponry shop ahead of him. Chrone was still searching for a suitable weapon but none of it could compare to his Mithril sword which was long gone few days ago.

 

"Tch--" he clicked his tongue upon remembering the sword that was once his companion.

 

The knight spotted a soldier walking alone searching for him in the west woods. --His sword doesn't look bad...

[Teesie]

Yet another sigh escaped his lips and the male frowned slightly. The king just could not believe that he let that Alstreim mutt out of his sight for one second. There was no telling what mischief the other was pulling about now and due to that reason, the dark haired man could not even sleep. Every time his lids closed to fall into a slumber, images of that blond haired misfit assaulted him. It was practically ridiculous to be honest.

 

"Damn mutt and his skims. I'll doubt if he wasn't planning this way before being captured. The Alstreim people was know to be tricky assholes from the moment one meet them. It was funny that the tactician thought that Chrone would be any different. What the hell was be thinking to even let the man roam freely on deck? Maybe there was a part of him that was actually boasting of being in power and thinking the other would be afraid to even think of escaping. Well, that plan went just splendid.

 

Of course it was death. I couldn't let the mutt die now could I? That would be a a waste of my time to have started such a war and no get what I wanted in return. No matter how far the other run, he will be caught or I'd have my men balls in a brewing fire." He thought to himself before shaking his head. It was useless to argue with himself, it would not bring the enemy back. "..."

[gin]

"This is pretty nifty." As he glided the new sword through the air. He did practice using it for a bit. Its weight, its lenght; everything about the new sword, Chrone observed it quite a bit. The male was then so engrossed moving his sword behind the alleys. It's been awhile since he'd touched a sword.

 

 

"But it would be trouble if I cause an uproar." He stated as he saw some of the guards searching at the street.

He inched backward and backward, away from them as he felt some presence behind him.

 

"Shit--" he then turned swiftly and tried slashing the soldier behind him.

 

"Chill, it's me Sir Wilde." As the male immediately dodged the sword and raised his hands in a form of surrender.

 

"GAIL!? What are you doing in here!?" He shove the sword back to its scabbard and approached the male.

"Same goes for you, Sir I've been searching for you!" A tone of relief was heard as he approached the commander with a wide smile.

 

"Cut that creepy grin. You didn't even answer my question!!" Chrone leaned at the wall, his heart livened up as he saw an Alstreim knight facing in front of him.

 

"I was here first for a mission but Her Majesty sent me a letter that you were held captive by the King himself. Sir, don't worry us like that!!!" He exclaimed as he saw Chrone with his usual lazy face.

 

"Nah. I was just on my way back. I'm alive so don't make such a fuss." He patted the other's shoulder.

 

"You're even covered with wounds and you're pale if you haven't noticed, Sir." he responded with a worry.

 

"Are you my mom!?" He snort and grabbed his comrade.

 

"It's not safe here, let's go somewhere deserted..." He mumbled and lead his subordinate.

[Teesie]

The king sighed as he looked toward the sky. It was surely getting dark, unless his eyes was playing tricks on him. The dark-haired male was surely pissed that his knights wasn't coming to announce the capture of the enemy sire. That man could not just be around causing trouble in his kingdom, he would not allow it. Standing from the bed Exus exited the inn to look for the other himself. The Alstreim enemy was lurking around somewhere and that was unacceptable. It could result in dire measures and that was something Exus wasn't willing to let happen.

 

"Damned mutt and his lying ways. Such a-" A voice called his attention as he glanced around the area. A commotion was defiantly what was going on at the moment. Seemed that a soldier was injured and stripped of his weapon. That was a crime that only one man could have done. "Rgh, Chrone." The tactician growled, quickly walking away from the other men fussing over the injured knight. As the old saying said, nothing could be done correctly if not done by oneself. "Seems as if I'd have to take matters into my own hands." Fingers bawling into a fist.

 

The dark-haired male glanced around the area and dashed down a darkened path. One that the other may take to stay out of prying and wondering eyes of other knights. This was a dangerous mission to do alone, but who would the king to be if scared of a single man. That would make him less fearful in his own kingdom.

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"Stop looking at me will you!? Your concern couldn't cure me, punk!" He raised his tone a bit as he caught Gail catching glimpse at each of his wounds.

 

He really didn't like his men fussing about his condition. He wanted to look tough--to act tough; just this facade is enough to protect his dignity and pride. The knight did even had this pride he spoke of, he was not that gallant but that was the thing he just couldn't drop off easily. He live his life together with it; it's engraved within him, a part of his soul...

 

Gail did stopped concerning or else Chrone might do something if he wouldn't stop the concerns. And afterwards, none of them dared to speak. No words about his experience inside the ship was left summarized towards his subordinate. It was in fact a tale not worth to tell; a bad experience.

 

"Let's go back to Alstreim, Gail. " He said in a low voice. Chrone did knew that he wasn't really in a good condition to prance around the place. He had barely a minimal energy to jump into a ship, that he hated the most, and go back to his homeland.

 

Besides, that place wasn't really relaxing. Just the thought of that 'bastard' hovering around, searching for him like a hound dog, sends shivers towards his spine. It's his first time to fear someone a bit. That king was crazy, he had some loose screws, he thought.

 

Chrone immediately dragged his subordinate, ordering him to usher him to the pier.

 

"Tsk* slowpoke, don't tell me you hid the ship at the pier!?" His brows raised, it was stupid of Gail if he hid it their.

 

"No. Ah just follow me, Sir." He wanted to explain but it was too long of a detail.