The Trash's Guide to Rewriting a Parallel World

V

 "My instincts tell me that you are the most dangerous of everyone around me."

Alberu stared directly at the man in front of him. He wasn't anything but dangerous. His instincts tell him he's the most dangerous man to be around and he has to be wary of him. He merely stared at Lief, even before he could expound his words.

He stopped.

Cale couldn't help but smile. The man in front of the First Prince eerily smiled.

So he had those discerning instincts from the beginning.

Cale did not need to mince words when teaching this boy. Alberu Crossman was indeed a true royal. He was born with the eye to discern people who to keep and who to ignore. He has the eyes of a true monarch who can judge wrong and right. Too bad, this boy ended up blinded by his inferiority. His judgement was clouded to the point the war resulted in the birth of a useless hero. He not only recognized his own nature, but he also knew how to behave in front of him.

This boy naturally restrained himself.

He smiled and said, "You do not have to be too cautious around me; I am just a teacher looking for a slacker lifestyle."

"But that is not how I am feeling about you." Alberu swallowed a lump of saliva. Chills sent shivers down his spine.

Cale smiled and stared at him, bored. "What is that feeling? I am curious."

"Something powerful and sinister," Alberu said, gulping.

*grins*

"but also kind."

The thirteen-year-old Alberu gasped. His eyes widened at that sinister smirk.

"Your Highness." Cale's voice sounded dark and heavy. "Do you know what makes a man dangerous?"

Alba couldn't reply. Fear immediately enveloped his person. He knew but didn't know the answer. He felt like he'd turn into something awful if he responded.

"It's desire, Your Highness," Cale replied with a smirk. "There is only desire in this world, Your Highness. Even kindness is a form of desire."

Is kindness desire? Alberu couldn't understand what this man said. This contradiction is worse than any of the royal instructors he had said.

"That kindness you so seek will become your greatest downfall, Your Highness."

Alberu stopped. He stared at the man intently.

"my downfall?"

How can kindness be Alberu's downfall?

He confusedly gazed at the royal instructor; however, one kind smile made everything silent.

"I pray that you remain the kindest and most benevolent person, Your Highness," a tone so sincere and kind that made his heart shake to the core, "as you become the brightest sun in Rowoon Skies."

Contradicted by the sinister smile from the so-called Royal Tutor.

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Alberu went back to his palace after the banquet. The serenity of the Palace of Joy was comforting but also eerie.

As if this is the calm before the storm.

He continued to walk, but the longer he walked, the more the sinister silence felt incredibly dangerous. As if something is going to happen right now.

He began to run through the corridors frantically; however, no one was around. There should be some people greeting him by now; however, the moment he entered the grand hall, his heart turned cold.