The sound of bells echoed throughout every corners of the bustling city, citizens talking to themselves as children laughed amongst themselves.
It was quite common, since it's a coronation for the next king.
Their prince will become a king the moment he takes the oath, festivals will erupt and lanterns will light up the night sky.
Such joyous occasion befitting for the sun of Rowoon Kingdom.
Alver smiled to himself as he checked his reflection through the mirror, Choi Han nodding behind him as the coronation clothes really suit the blonde.
The doors to his room then opened, revealing Cale with a scowling face but donning the most formal clothes he ever wore ever since he transmigrated.
"You owe me a gold plaque for this, hyung-nim."
Alver sighs in exasperation, stopping himself from ruffling his hair and possibly ruin the hard work of his aunt.
"At this point, you'll be more rich than the king."
Cale shrugs, actually liking such idea.
"So what? You're going to be the king, the one who will rule the Rowoon Kingdom."
Choi Han just chuckles before bowing, "I'll excuse myself for a while, I will tend to Raon-nim."
It was the swordsman's way of saying that he'll leave the two to themselves for a short while.
"Aigoo, my dear dongsaeng is looking good for the first time."
Cale scoffs, inching closer to where the blonde is before speaking, "I always look good, hyung-nim."
Alver then huffs, finding it quite admirable that the bastard couldn't feel any embarrassment when he's being narcissistic.
But then again, he's also like that most of the times.
"I hope that everyday is my coronation, so that I'll see you wear such clothes that you find uncomfortable."
Truly, the most difficult clothes that were made look the most beautiful to someone like Cale Henituse.
His clothes were similar to his Commander suit, the only difference was the acanthus leaves that design the edges of the leaves and the very much excessive use of silken ropes around his chest.
And if you move away his coat, you can see a corset already hugging his tiny waist over his usual white blouse.
"For all the things you have to wish for, you want it everyday to be your coronation? It's too tiring." Cale says, frowning.
"A man can only wish, dongsaeng." Alver says before closing his eyes, humming gleefully to himself before opening it again.
The moment he did, he sees the redhead kneeling in front of him before his hand was held by the younger.
"This citizen offers you my utmost devotion and loyalty to the future king of Rowoon Kingdom. May the Gods look over you and the people of this country."
Cale then pressed his lips against Alver's knuckles.
"This sworn brother of yours, offers you my faith and trust. I will do my best to give you my service whenever deemed necessary, unless I'm too lazy."
Alver laughs in disbelief before he felt Cale's lips brush over his knuckles once again.
"How many days did you practice your speech?" Alver teases, but he melts at the affection he's receiving.
Cale decides not to grace him an answer. But instead, he curled his fingers against the blonde's own and spoke.
"May this kingdom prosper, may you be happy, and long live the next King of Rowoon Kingdom." The redhead says before planting a final kiss to Alver's knuckles and stands up.
Alver basks in the emotions he's currently feeling.
"Cale."
The redhead hums, stretching his legs since it became stiff from kneeling too much.
"What is it?"
Alver stares, before he pulled their intertwined hands and hugged the redhead.
"I pray that somewhere, in another timeline or world, you would continue to exist."
Thump. Thump. Thump.
"I'd rather not, hyung-nim. I'm already quite contented in my second life." The redhead says, returning the hug.
Alver laughs, making Cale feel the vibration from the blonde's chest as he buries his face on the latter's neck.
"Aigoo, you bastard really have way with your words."
It was Cale's turn to laugh.
"Like you're the one to talk, hyung-nim."
Alver just snorts, and Cale spoke again after several seconds.
"And after all, how can I live another life without you, the sun of Rowoon Kingdom and the one who lit up my darkest nights?"
Alver could feel how Cale started quivering, like he was embarrassed.
Indeed, he was.
"Pfft, I'll let it pass since you look like you're about to cringe from your words."
"Urgh."
Seeing how adorable his dongsaeng is, he cupped the redhead's cheeks as he squished it for a while.
Alver then leans in towards the redhead, giving a small peck to Cale's forehead as the latter leans in to the soft lips in his head.
Such a warm and joyous atmosphere, if not only for Choi Han waltzing in the room with no knowledge of what's happening.
Cale and Alver broke free from each other, looking everything at the room as long as it's not Choi Han's judging look.
"I'll go to where Raon, Ohn and Hong are." Cale says, His eyes scanning around to search for an exit before bowing, "Then, goodbye."
Choi Han raised his eyebrows before looking at Alver like he just eloped with his daughter.
"Aigoo Instructor-nim, let's get you dressed for today's banquet." Alver says, his heart beating irregularly because of the swordsman.
As Cale opened a door and slumps in a nearest chair he found in his room, he fanned his face as he tried his best to calm his rapid beating heart.
Cale breathes in, before exhaling through a sigh.
Just as his heart was finally about to calm down, the doors were slammed opened as a weeping Raon barged in and zoomed towards to where Cale is, Ohn and Hong following suit with an uncomfortable air around them.
"Human! Is it true?!" Raon says, nuzzling his snout to Cale's coat.
'True? What is exactly?'
"That you love the cookie prince!"
Cale blinks dumbly, before letting out a smart, "Huh?"
"Then what about me? You don't love me anymore?"
Before Cale could ask what nonsense the black dragon is talking about, Raon continued to run his mouth without any intentions of stopping anytime soon.
"Human! Stop! Please stop!"
The black dragon continued to weep in his arms. Confused, Cale just simply soothed the child and rubbed his scaly back.
"I don't deserve it! So stop...I can love you enough for both of us...human...Cale...I beg you..."
What's with everyone suddenly being dramatic, even including him?
"You can love the cookie prince, then I can love you for both of us!"
Cale felt something prick his eyes, making him tear up a little bit while holding back a laughter.
Since they are gonna be like this, Cale decides to be dramatic too, albeit his words contains verity.
"Raon, how can I not love you hmm? How can I not when you are my child?"
The redhead then wipes away the tears that fell to Raon's cheeks before continuing, "Everything will be all right."
"You know it wouldn't." Ohn intervenes, clenching her fist as she looks at their father figure.
Cale felt himself shut up, a look of disbelief evident in his face as he looks at his eldest child.
"Boohoo, Cale loves the Crown Prince more than us nya." Hong acts, as if he was mocking the redhead.
"Hahhh, who told you this nonsense?" Cale asks, already tired.
"Good Choi Han did!" Raon happily informs, his tail wagging.
"You got it all wrong. Why are you saying like I'm about to elope with him? He was courting me, all right." Cale explains, which made Ohn raise her eyebrow.
"If you accepted, then the next thing you'll do will elope." Ohn further teases, delighted to see their father figure speechless at their exaggerated exclaims.
"I won't, alright. I'm too lazy to run away. Besides, he's going to be crowned king in a few hours."
Hong laughs, unable to contain their mischief.
"If you say so nya."
Cale just sighs before standing up, Raon smiling at him like he wasn't crying minutes ago.
'They should teach Choi Han how to act.'
The wet spot in Cale's abdomen disappeared thanks to Raon who used his magic.
"Magic really is the best." The redhead says, making Raon nod to himself as he puff his chest in pride.
All together, they walked to where the coronation would be held.
Alver wanted it to be done in public, considering the commoners have every right to witness their soon-to-be king albeit the nobles were strongly against it.
The bells resounded once again the moment Cale sat on one of the seats on the balcony, the redhead couldn't help but in awe on how large the said place is.
Several moments later, Saint Jack appeared and Kage who was behind him with a scepter and an orb that are both situated in a pillow on her hands.
"May I call the one to be crowned." Saint Jack says, a soft smile evident in his face.
Alver stands up from his seat and went to where Saint Jack is, as King Zed watches his son with an unreadable look in his face albeit his eyes were soft.
"We are gathered here today, to witness the coronation of the next King of Rowoon Kingdom, Alver Crossman."
Saint Jack didn't bother to ask who would have complaints about the next king, thanks to the eyes of a certain redhead commander looking.
"The scepter symbolizes your power as the next monarch of this kingdom. You shall not use it for your own gain, but to your people who will live under your rule."
Alver holds the scepter as he waits for Saint Jack to continue.
"This orb represents the power of the Sun God, as your authority derives from those from the above."
He then holds the orb in his other hand before facing the citizens, receiving triumphant cheers from the crowd.
Cale then stands up, holding the crown in his hand as he stood beside Alver who looks at him in surprise.
"I'm only doing this once and never again." The redhead says, already hearing his ridiculous nicknames such as Young Master Silver Shield (and esteemed God from Clopeh) from the crowd.
Alver just chuckles before kneeling, earning several gasps as a prince kneeled in front of a citizen.
But then again, they are sworn brothers.
"Qui fert pondus coronae velit." Cale then announces, places the heavy crown on Alver's head.
Cale knew no one understood what he meant, so he decided to be gracious and translated it into words that everyone would understand.
"Whoever wears the crown shall bear its weight."
The author: *writhing in pain because I'm about to write the most disgusting and heart-wrenching chapter I've ever written in the span of my life as an LCF writer.*
May Xie Lian help me and the tears in my eyes.
This part will have 2-3 flashbacks, just saying hahaha