Trivia: Collin likes teacups.
Another trivia: Byton secretly prefers coffee over tea, but since the original Louis hated the smell of coffee, he stopped drinking it.
Arumnia is known to be one of the largest empire in the world. It's a kingdom filled with magic, and artifacts and a place full of authority and peace. The kingdom is large, thus there are 6 dukedoms.
5 Dukes and 1 Grand Duke.
The Grand Duke has 1 Princess and 2 Princes.
Byton is naturally one of the 5 powerful dukes. He has the power to rebel in the kingdom and make huge losses if he were to be dissatisfied. That is the authority he has. He is not someone to be messed with. Since the loss of his previous duchess, nobles has been pestering him to remarry, however, he intimidated them, and thus it was never talked about again.
If something were to happen to the crown prince, then the Grand Duke shall be the next successor.
But since Byton supports the crown prince, he does not have any other intention to be involved with the other 2 or the Grand Duke himself.
So why?
Why did Byton suddenly get a letter from The Grand Duke? Since technically, The Grand Duke holds more authority than Byton, Byton will have to watch his manners. Still, Byton is not the type of person The grand duke dares to mess with.
What's all this? An alliance between the two, probably? Though they're not on bad terms (It's more of nuetral), they are not cozy with each other either. Although, it's Byton that doesn't really want to be cozy with each other.
A warning?
"GIVE ME YOUR SONS!" Oh, my.. It seems that the older male had gone senile due to his old age.
Byton stood there with a nuetral expression. Which son? The first one? Take him- He's the heir so he has lots of responsibilities, so no. The second one? He'll frost your finger. Besides why is it so random? What the hell? If Byton recalls, the grand duke's children are quite spoiled, probably because they hold a royalty title.
"My children are useless, Byton. I've heard that both your sons exceed in academic. I brought the adoption papers right here." The childlike old man waved the papers infront of him, he had imaginary tears rolling down his face while talking about how his children are 'failures'.
Byton cleared his throat, not wanting to further continue this topic any longer. "Surely you jest. What have you really come here for, your grace?" Byton said, in a very polite tone.
Ambrois, the old man, finally regained his composure. He sat up straight as he fixed his tie, making a proper eye contact with Byton. That's right, he came here with top secret news.
"Ehem. Right. The reason why I'm here. A few days ago, the grand mage received a prophesy from the author."
Byton perked up his ears. Prophesy?
"How many person? What level? Or is it a natural disaster?" Byton furrowed his brows while asking this. A prophesy out of nowhere? How could this be?
Level: determines how dangerous a person or beast could be. They are catagorised into different groups. It's pretty simple honestly. It just goes from;
-Casualty
-Disaster
-Catastrophe
With catastrophe being the highest level. But even so, there is different ways on differentiating a catastrophe. For example, catastrophe level wolf, catastrophe level monster, catastrophe level dragon. Dragon being the biggest threat.
"It was black. But amidst the darkness, the grand mage saw a figure." Byton's eyes widened at the information.
"Just one?"
Ambrois nodded. "It seems so."
"How many people knows about this?"
"Just the king's advisors."
"Shall I tell my troops to prepare for war? How ominious. A disaster level catastrophe just by one mere person.."
"It would be best if we prepare for the worst."
Ambrois and Byton sat there in akward silence for a few second. Only the sound of sipping and clinking could be heard. Byton had a sweatdrop on his face, while the latter looked quite calm. It was then when the grand duke cleared his throat and said,
"Ehem, so about the adoption papers.."
"No, I'm not giving my successor nor youngest away." Immediate response.
A shaky sigh came out of Sumi's mouth as fog passes through his mouth. He was currently in his room, and his room is frozen, like literally. It must be puberty, though his mental age long passes time of puberty. Everything is frozen.
The chairs, the ceiling, the window, the lights, the door.. His powers are not like normal ice, so it cannot be easily cracked or get rid off. Guess you could say it's.. enchanted ice? Normal weapons could not break this ice. Wow, to create such a thing unconciously, must be the stress. Good luck stepping foot here.
Since he created this frozen room that he's in, he also has no way to get out.
Sumi sweatdropped as he observed the room. Collin will come in a few minutes to help him dress. How will he explain this mess? As if on cue, a knock was heard, though sounded a little muffled.
"Young Master, It's time to wake up." Ah, speak of the devil.
Well, it's not like he could come in anyways. The door is frosted with Louis's ice powers. It's not gonna be easy to get in, unless you have super strength-
A loud thud was heard as a bunch of ice crystals fell off the ceiling. Sumi furrowed his brows into a confused look. What the? The door was opened and there's was Collin, looking around with a stoic face and Sumi who's literally confused as hell.
Just how did Collin managed to get in? Isn't he just a normal butler?
"Just how is your room in this state, Young Master?"
"Must be puberty."
"..." It seems that the young master always has a comeback for everything.
Collin sighed as he pushed his hair away from his face. This troublesome master.. really.. Just what could Louis do without him?
"I shall talk to the head butler and move you into the guest room in the mean time." Collin fixed his collar and rolled up his sleeves. "Young Master, would you please get out? Though the cold is your attribute, you still might get a frostbite."
I'm getting kicked out of my own room.. Sumi deadpanned.
Sumi grumbled as he lazily walked out of the room. Collin watched as Sumi's figure grew smaller and smaller. The blonde turned back into the frozen room as his eyes glowed bright green, a whisper passed his lips, his hair slightly rising.
The ice slowly melted into water, and the water was dried off by a strong wind. After everything was okay, Collin's eyes turned back normal and his hair stopped floating and hummed in satisfaction.
He ruffled his hair then fixed his tie, "The ice was hard to melt.. Now, then, It's time for Young Master's breakfast. I mustn't be late." He closed the door and went off the find his beloved master.
Sumi was striding lazily down the halls, not really paying attention to anything. He literally just got out of bed like 10 minutes ago, and he's in his nightwear. Though no one would really care and would think it's cute, Sumi knows that so he takes it to advantage.
*THUD*
Sumi fell on his butt as he looked at the culprit who made him fall. "Maurice?" The familiar girl who has dropped the towels she was holding frantically stood up abruptly.
"Y-y-young Master? Are y-y-you okay?" Sumi scratched his hair and slowly stood up, nodding. He helped Maurice picked the towels up. Just as how Sumi remembered the girl, she's still as clumsy as ever. And her stuttering is super annoying too.
Giving the rest of the towels to the girl, Maurice bowed down and quickly left leaving Sumi there in silence. Just what is he suppose to do now? It's been a while since he's alone in some other place than his chambers. Usually Collin would always be one step behind him.
Sumi breathed the air as if he had accomplished saving humanity. So this is peace?
"Young Master?" Ah, too bad peace aren't meant to last.
Expecting it to be Collin, Sumi turned around. His dull eyes widened to see that it was the old man Baleywick. Ugh, this old man is as silent as ever. Couldn't he make some noise before approaching someone in deep thought? He could accidently give someone a heart attack.
"Ehem. It seems that you are not dressed yet. Please, let me lead you to the bathroom."
It feels like Sumi is already used to everything at this point.
There Theodor was minding his own business, watering his door, just like every good owner will do. Suddenly Aziel burst the tower door open, making the blueberry flinch and hold his nose in pain.
"THEO, LET'S PLAY!" Jeez, this guy is as loud as ever. For some reason, Aziel always visits without making an official audience with him. It pisses Theodor off everytime he visits.
"Please make sure to inform me everytime you come to the tower, Aziel. This place is not a playground, it has many potions that are harmful to-"
"Kay, whatever. Let's get bussin'. Hm? Now that you think about it, where's the old man? He usually comes to greet me whenever I come here."
An irk appeared on Theodor's forehead as he glared at Aziel. "He's out. For some reason, he's been a little bit busy these days." Aziel blinked processing his friend's word. Come to think of it, his father also seemed a little bit busy these days too. Somehow, a bad feeling settled into Aziel's tummy. He hasn't seen his dad serious in years, other than when his dad tried to train him to be the perfect heir.
"Aziel? What's wrong?"
"Hm.. It's weird don't you think?" The black-haired pondered. Just what are the adults hiding? Suddenly, an invisible light bulb appeared on top of Aziel's head and his lips perked up into a cat-like grin.
"Hey, Theo~ Wanna do something fun?"
In an old mansion alone, somewhere in the woods, glowing cold purple eyes looked down towards her army of the dead. Her eyes seemed dull, and her body is thin. She's not a noble yet she owns a mansion. Looking down, there are thousands of undead which are almost uncountable and could be regenerated even if a bone is broken off. Necromancy.
It's almost complete.
She'll finally have here revenge.
A shrill laugh came out of her throat, making her seem crazy, but the thing is, she is crazy. The world has treated her like shit. She has no one to depend to anymore. Why is no one on her side? If only there was atleast one person by her side, maybe it wouldn't have turned up like this.
A tear slowly slid down her face as she stopped laughing. She wiped it away with her sleeves and reminisce about the time she used to be happy. But those days have ended.
There's no point to save a world that can't be saved anymore. It's better to destroy it.
Just a few more. Just a few more undead, then her collection will be complete.
(A/N):
Its coming..