🖤 LOVING THE TWISTED 🖤

Chapter 04: Who Is Bickering With Who?

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"The way the North has been attacked is beyond normal and too much alertive to ignore."
The chambers of the Crown Prince was echoing with his low-toned voice.

The four princes and their four head bodyguards were surrounded around the working desk of the Crown Prince discussing about the raid and the atmosphere was highly tensed as Mew and Bright saw how much of an epic damage the North has faced last night.

Not that they have not seen raids before but this one was a bit too skeptical to not be stunned.

"This is... massive!"
Bright exclaimed as he went through the reports of the raid and his eyes grew bigger looking at the number of men who lost their lives in the battles.

"It is. This is the highest number of death counts we have ever had so far."
Mew said thougtfully clenching his jaw, an obvious sign of his inner tense.

"That is why I needed you two here as well."
Mile said gaining attention from both Mew and Bright which they took their eyes off the reports.

"On all ears."
Mew said.

"Be careful."
Mile said shorty and eyed both of them

"Of?"
Bright questioned back

"Of everything. Of your relevant areas, responsibilities, the amount of inside details you share and... the people you associate with. Specially the new bodyguards."
That relevant final sentence was pointed specifically at the youngest bodyguard in the house and Win instinctively looked taken aback by the remark.

"With all due respect, My Prince, are you talking about... me?"
Win asked looking confused not knowing how would he even have anything to do with all this.

"Well... you are the only one new here."
Mile shrugged

"Brother Mile... I think we came to an agreement..."

"Bright whether you like it or not, you have to accept the fact that he can be a spy as well. Your blindness may lead you somewhere dangerous. Mark my words!"
Mile said in a strict and a menacing tone and Bright's face clenched in anger and he was fuming.

"If you think of me like that, then I do not think I should be here at this discussion. Let me excuse myself."
Win said immediately seeing that Bright was running out of patience and he himself needed to calm down from the rude rebukes directed at him as he was non-exsistent

"I don't think anyone gave you permission for that."
Mile said standing straight, looking at Win as he was about to gulp him down

"I don't think Prince Bright would bother if I stay outside though"
Win said tilting his head, a little shade dripping in his voice totally irritated of the Crown Prince's endless hate towards him

"Well but I would care. You are not supposed to do anything I haven't allowed you to."

"I don't think your orders are what I work for, Sir."
Win replied back firmly as he got up to leave

"Win Metawin, you filthy peasant! Do you know who you are talking to?!"
Mile shouted as he marched towards Win with anger and without breaking eye contact and without loosing a single beat Win immediately replied, firm and rigid.

"I know Sir. I am talking to the Crown Prince of Empire Alstair, Prince Mile. Othanos."

Mile raised his hand to land a slap on Win's face when Bright's deamonaring voice echoed in the room

"Touch him by at least a speck of his hair and you can see the hell getting loose here!"
Mile's hand stop midway through the air and Bright's warning tone sent goosebumps over everyone's spine making Apo, Tul and Gulf lower their heads instinctively. As much as everyone adore and relaxes around Bright, no one dares to present themselves when Bright takes this turn in his mood. Not even Mile.