Chapter 31
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I stand at the same place unmoved, my eyes locked on the figure in front of me.
He's the perfect duplicate of the 'King'. No, He is him!
They had stopped their training and I step closer to the First Prince.
"Older Brother, you really not giving me face right now," the Crown Prince says.
"Do you still want to play now that you're this old?" He says sarcastically.
"Hey, don't be so serious!" The Crown Prince put his hand on the First Prince's shoulders. "Living in the camps made you rogue, Older Brother," the Crown Prince pouts.
His eyes, his lips, his nose and even his height are a complete identical to the King when he was young, when I met him for the first time. He looks so alike to be not the 'King', he must be him.
His reincarnation!
He smiles at the Crown Prince, "Maybe you should go and live at the camps as well," he suggests.
Even his dimples!
"No no no," the Crown Prince holds his hands up. "I would rather read the scrolls and burning the midnight oil every day than live there," he says and he makes a face as if he is scared.
"I heard that sometimes you don't take a bath for a week!" He imagines the situation, "Oh, I couldn't live without bathing a day! No, thank you. Older Brother, you go, I'll help His Majesty rule this nation."
Then his smile fades. The Crown Prince notices it and says, "Hey, let's go to the city tomorrow. When you're not here, there's no one dares to take me out."
"Alright, let's wrap up here. I need to pay a visit to His Majesty later," he says and heads to the door.
I look at the Crown Prince, "My good grandson, I'm not coming back with you," then I run after the First Prince.
***
I follow silently behind him. As if he could hear me anyway.
I watch his back as he strode back to his residence. His walk has changed. Before, he walked gracefully and every step exuded authority. But now every step is firm and rhythmical. Maybe because he has been trained as a soldier for years and I could see his physical is more sturdy than delicate as the 'King' used to be.
'You must be living a tough life,' my hand's reaching out to him but I leave it hanging than touching him. I know I couldn't touch him and it pains me more if I see my hand passes through his body.
He lives in the residence close to mine near the South Gate and I noticed only his residence and mine are here and the rest are the library and archive's buildings.
"No wonder it feels so quiet around here." I didn't notice before there are a lof of changes at the South Gate as well.
There used to be the Crown Princess' residence near mine but the building has turned into the storage building.
He enters his chamber and I follow him from behind.
No one's attending him and I could see only few Palace Maids around the residence. The eunuch from before just standing outside his chamber.
'Probably he's used to attend himself at the camps.'
He enters a room and I follow him inside.
He starts taking off his clothes and I could feel my face blushes as his bare body comes into my sight. When he's about to take his trousers off, I shut my eyes tightly.
The I heard a sound of water ripples.
When I open my eyes, half his body has submerged into the small pool. I just noticed it's the bathing room then I stormed out the room through the walls.
"Oh my goodness," my hands are on my cheeks and I could feel it's burning.
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I stand at the same place unmoved, my eyes locked on the figure in front of me.
He's the perfect duplicate of the 'King'. No, He is him!
They had stopped their training and I step closer to the First Prince.
"Older Brother, you really not giving me face right now," the Crown Prince says.
"Do you still want to play now that you're this old?" He says sarcastically.
"Hey, don't be so serious!" The Crown Prince put his hand on the First Prince's shoulders. "Living in the camps made you rogue, Older Brother," the Crown Prince pouts.
His eyes, his lips, his nose and even his height are a complete identical to the King when he was young, when I met him for the first time. He looks so alike to be not the 'King', he must be him.
His reincarnation!
He smiles at the Crown Prince, "Maybe you should go and live at the camps as well," he suggests.
Even his dimples!
"No no no," the Crown Prince holds his hands up. "I would rather read the scrolls and burning the midnight oil every day than live there," he says and he makes a face as if he is scared.
"I heard that sometimes you don't take a bath for a week!" He imagines the situation, "Oh, I couldn't live without bathing a day! No, thank you. Older Brother, you go, I'll help His Majesty rule this nation."
Then his smile fades. The Crown Prince notices it and says, "Hey, let's go to the city tomorrow. When you're not here, there's no one dares to take me out."
"Alright, let's wrap up here. I need to pay a visit to His Majesty later," he says and heads to the door.
I look at the Crown Prince, "My good grandson, I'm not coming back with you," then I run after the First Prince.
***
I follow silently behind him. As if he could hear me anyway.
I watch his back as he strode back to his residence. His walk has changed. Before, he walked gracefully and every step exuded authority. But now every step is firm and rhythmical. Maybe because he has been trained as a soldier for years and I could see his physical is more sturdy than delicate as the 'King' used to be.
'You must be living a tough life,' my hand's reaching out to him but I leave it hanging than touching him. I know I couldn't touch him and it pains me more if I see my hand passes through his body.
He lives in the residence close to mine near the South Gate and I noticed only his residence and mine are here and the rest are the library and archive's buildings.
"No wonder it feels so quiet around here." I didn't notice before there are a lof of changes at the South Gate as well.
There used to be the Crown Princess' residence near mine but the building has turned into the storage building.
He enters his chamber and I follow him from behind.
No one's attending him and I could see only few Palace Maids around the residence. The eunuch from before just standing outside his chamber.
'Probably he's used to attend himself at the camps.'
He enters a room and I follow him inside.
He starts taking off his clothes and I could feel my face blushes as his bare body comes into my sight. When he's about to take his trousers off, I shut my eyes tightly.
The I heard a sound of water ripples.
When I open my eyes, half his body has submerged into the small pool. I just noticed it's the bathing room then I stormed out the room through the walls.
"Oh my goodness," my hands are on my cheeks and I could feel it's burning.
I stand at the same place unmoved, my eyes locked on the figure in front of me. He's the perfect duplicate of the 'King'. No, He is him! They had stopped their training and I step closer to the First Prince. "Older Brother, you really not giving me face right now," the Crown Prince says. "Do you still want to play now that you're this old?" He says sarcastically. "Hey, don't be so serious!" The Crown Prince put his hand on the First Prince's shoulders. "Living in the camps made you rogue, Older Brother," the Crown Prince pouts. His eyes, his lips, his nose and even his height are a complete identical to the King when he was young, when I met him for the first time. He looks so alike to be not the 'King', he must be him. His reincarnation! He smiles at the Crown Prince, "Maybe you should go and live at the camps as well," he suggests. Even his dimples! "No no no," the Crown Prince holds his hands up. "I would rather read the scrolls and burning the midnight oil every day than live there," he says and he makes a face as if he is scared. "I heard that sometimes you don't take a bath for a week!" He imagines the situation, "Oh, I couldn't live without bathing a day! No, thank you. Older Brother, you go, I'll help His Majesty rule this nation." Then his smile fades. The Crown Prince notices it and says, "Hey, let's go to the city tomorrow. When you're not here, there's no one dares to take me out." "Alright, let's wrap up here. I need to pay a visit to His Majesty later," he says and heads to the door. I look at the Crown Prince, "My good grandson, I'm not coming back with you," then I run after the First Prince. *** I follow silently behind him. As if he could hear me anyway. I watch his back as he strode back to his residence. His walk has changed. Before, he walked gracefully and every step exuded authority. But now every step is firm and rhythmical. Maybe because he has been trained as a soldier for years and I could see his physical is more sturdy than delicate as the 'King' used to be. 'You must be living a tough life,' my hand's reaching out to him but I leave it hanging than touching him. I know I couldn't touch him and it pains me more if I see my hand passes through his body. He lives in the residence close to mine near the South Gate and I noticed only his residence and mine are here and the rest are the library and archive's buildings. "No wonder it feels so quiet around here." I didn't notice before there are a lof of changes at the South Gate as well. There used to be the Crown Princess' residence near mine but the building has turned into the storage building. He enters his chamber and I follow him from behind. No one's attending him and I could see only few Palace Maids around the residence. The eunuch from before just standing outside his chamber. 'Probably he's used to attend himself at the camps.' He enters a room and I follow him inside. He starts taking off his clothes and I could feel my face blushes as his bare body comes into my sight. When he's about to take his trousers off, I shut my eyes tightly. The I heard a sound of water ripples. When I open my eyes, half his body has submerged into the small pool. I just noticed it's the bathing room then I stormed out the room through the walls. "Oh my goodness," my hands are on my cheeks and I could feel it's burning.
