"*cough* Mikhail? Are you okay? *cough**cough*"Mikhail blinked his eyes haphazardly as he gasped for air. He too choked on the water that was caught in his lungs, coughing it out as he felt his head spin from the violent action."Gasp... Xan... Xander? You came after me... where are we? What happened?"Xander and Mikhail shared a look that was both confused and uncertain before glancing around at their surroundings. The previous high walls of the canal was now replaced with an open area with several trees and lush greenery. It seemed that we were flushed out of the canals. Where did that large gush of water even come from? There was no way the villagers used that much water simultaneously...Xander broke Mikhail's train of thought as he stood up and extended his hand towards him. Mikhail shifted to look at the hand extended towards him before taking hold of the firm hand, a warm feeling tingl

Mikhail slumped against the tree beside Xander with a solemn look on his face. He rested his head in his hands as he sighed deeply. His mother is gone. There were so many things that had plagued his mind."Mikhail? Are you okay? If you're worried about those people, don't. They're fine. They'll get up soon. Just pay attention to me." Susie said as she rubbed her cheeks affectionately on his arm.Mikhail didn't seem to hear her as his thoughts kept drifting back to two days ago when he last saw his mother. He was forcefully separated with her as the villagemen dragged him to accompany them during the riot. Now, he had no idea where she was. It had finally dawned on him that his home wasn't the one back at Vogrant, but within the loving embrace of his mother.A slight movement caught his eyes as he turned to face Xander. He immediately aided Xander who was struggling to sit upright. He felt a tinge of guilt that he had made Xander's injuries worse as he tried his bes

Days came and went, yet Mikhail kept himself to his room. He'd occasionally dine with Susie who would insist on seeing him eat the dish she prepared, though he had doubted her cooking for a few days due to memories of the time he was drugged. Susie made full use of Xander's name as an excuse to get him out of his room, even though she has to mumble out his name with respect to do so. Xander had to leave a day after Mikhail shut himself in his room, leaving Susie to watch after Mikhail's meals, much to his chagrin. Susie merely snickered at the opportunity given to herself and chased Xander out of the village immediately after accepting the request.  "Mikhail, open up. Let's eat." "... I'm not hungry." "I'd bring up that baldie's name to get you out of your room but I don't want to. Instead of that old geezer's name..." Susie cut off her sentence and then broke through Mikhai

Mikhail flopped onto his bed before curling into a ball. Thoughts of his birthright danced in his head. He found it difficult to process that he was a prince. He rolled around in his sheets for a bit before finally spreading out his arms and legs and staring at the ceiling. He furrowed his brows before moving to get up. Mikhail sat upright and glanced at the neatly packed suitcase he tucked in the corner of his room before stumbling over to the rickety bookshelf he made a few days after moving to Tefflander. He reached out to a worn looking book and tugged at it's spine. He sighed at the weight in his hand before flipping it open. The loose pages threatened to scatter but Mikhail was having none of that today. He continued flipping through the pages until a light purple paper pressed with a blue flower came into view. Mikhail held onto the bookmark as he set the book back into it's spot on his booksh

William gritted his teeth as he thought back on the scene that replayed in his mind. He felt infuriated that his father showered a stranger with heaps of attention eventhough it was someone he had met not too long ago. Who does he think he is? Hero? Pah! What a joke! William clenched his fist as he stormed his way through the crowd of people who were focused on getting to safety, not caring that they were bumping into a member of royalty. "What's the situation?" William asked as he glanced at a nearby soldier who seemed to be at a loss at the situation and pulled on his pair of dark gloves, assessing the situation. "P-prince William! Salutations! We're doing everything we can to get the situation under control. But with all the citizens running amok..." the soldier replied with a salute before trailing off on his sentence. William clicked his tongue as he turned his gaze