The Past (1):Who are you?
The night bled crimson, as if the heaven had been torn apart by the universe's madness, spilling the heaven's own story to continue writing.
At the same time, a man who is like a shadow given form–tall, lean, and draped in an aura of a menace and has a hair of a rich, dark blue, nearly black in low light,just like the depth of the sea, falling in tousled strands around his face and brushing the nape of his neck– walked through the palace hallway.
"The Duke Carlo"
A man stopped walking and turned to look at someone who was staying in the shadow of the hall. His piercing, crimson, deep and glowing faintly eyes filled with secrets, sins and pains and sorrows are locked with the man in shadow with stillness that felt anything but calm—like the silence before a storm, heavy and electric that feel like the man is watching through and trying to find out about the deepest part of the man in shadow. Then, his gaze softens when the other man comes out of the shadow.
"What?" said the man.
He paused for a while looking at the eternal and battle worn, like an fallen angel born into the world yet suffering with sorrow and pain from the world show in his face, the hair of the other man is flowed long and silken, pure white with a ghostly sheen, cascading over his shoulders like a winter storm who is also his comrade, best friend and one of his soldiers looks at him with striking blue–cold, ruthless,piercing–but laced with faint red streaks that bleed into the iris like the aftermath of a ruthless battle on the snow scattering with blood in the snow.
And he asked again before the silence came between them.
"Is there something wrong,Kave "he said while waiting for a response from the very same man named Kave.
"You know what is wrong , you are going to die." Kave said.
"I am not going to die. I am just going to see my king."
"...."
"Are you doubting your king?" Carlo said.not breaking eye contact with Kave.
"The king is going to kill you! ,he had gone mad a long time ago "
" He only keeps you because you are the only one who can bring victory when leading the war.
Now that the war is finished, you are no longer useful to him"
"…"
"He will kill you"
Kave said again, not waiting for Carlo's response .
"I know you won't believe but we had already know the plan of theirs, he is planning to kill you as soon as you entered the room""
" Stop," Carlos's voice humbled against the wall of the hall. It contains anger and unbelievable eyes with a little bit of pityness…
"You know about my family, no…you are my family too. You had been there since the day my brother took me in"
" Yes, I was there… to serve you, to protect you" Kave said.
" So, stop spouting nonsense." Carlos said with a tired voice.
"You know I don't like when someone is talking nonsense about him, especially from my comrade who I care about." Carlo said again while interrupting Kave.
"He would never do that"
"He would never do that to his family"
"Are you sure about that my lord, he may have thought you as his brother in the past but… but he changed , he changed already."
" I don't believe it at first but everything he does is trying to lead to your death, my lord. You know that right, the war, the assassination and everything. In the end, it all lead to the royal palace'
"It might be his mother." Carlos said.
"But…"before Kave can say again.
" KAVE! I promised him that I will believe him no matter what…. I will only believe what he said, I am sorry. I need to keep my promise"
" Then, you will die"
" If that is what it takes then, let it be, I was foolish enough to think of him as my brother. And let me be because it is my choice"
"But what about your army, what about your comrades. What about me? Did I not matter to you? Did we even matter to you compared to your brother?" Kave said angrily, he is not even afraid of his own words nor his master anymore. How can he do this to him, to us? We try so hard to be worthy of his comrades yet he is leaving us because… because of his brother, the man who tried to kill him. And that man in front of him knows that and is still trying to give his neck to him, just like that. What about the surviving, did he not want to survive? He should have killed the king when he was young. He had many chances to do so. If he had done so, maybe, just maybe his lord would have been a king and the kingdom would be more at peace. But the kingdom is now in chores and everywhere we go, there is only blood, blood… blood. There is no straight line, there is only blood. Children are crying, they are nothing but sacrifices for the kingdom. And, he is not even a good king. He is only a king because…because the gods chose him not his duke nor the other princes, just him, only him.
Kave can't handle it anymore. His mind is filled with the thoughts of wanting to kill the king. His mind got the better of him
"I should have kill him when he was young"
Even though it is just a whisper, that whisper echoes through the hallway of the palace as a mortal screaming out of pain. And Carlos heard it too clearly. Without having to explain, Carlos knows who Kave is talking about. Before Kave realized what he had said, the sword of Carlos was already almost at his throat.
Kaung kaung
The swords crushed together. After that Kave had realized, he body had responded and took out his sword to defend the deadly strike of his own master.
"How dare you say that to the king of mine, you had become so bold. As the king's royal subject, I need to punish you and show an example for the nonbelievers, even if the one who is trying to hurt him are my friend and family of mine" Carlo said, stepping away from Kave to give him space and pointing his sword again at his family who is now his enemy.