Sejin and Akira maneuvered their way in the empty hallway to their class. Akira’s eyes swept over the distracted figure of the prince and to their interlocked hands.
He had been informed that the young prince was allergic to touches labelling it as a dirty specimen, which he was curious about.
‘Looks like his said allergy was nothing but false‘
Akira thought in disdain, his eyes cast over the unsuspecting figure with displeasure. Dishonesty had always been his pet peeve.
He hated falsehood.
The mere thought of lying sends a bad taste into his mouth. It was unpleasant to say the least.
Until a mischievous thought played in his mind. His hands tightly clutched Sejin’s, skin touching and gliding…
‘That should satisfy my curiosity’
“You are late.”
Sejin and Akira stood outside the open doors of their classroom, their professor examined them with dissatisfaction swimming in his eyes. Akira sporting a childish grin and Sejin blankly looking ahead without much thought at the person beside him.
The Professor scowl before gesturing them to come in. Akira proceeded to drag him to their seats.
‘Asshole…’
Sejin thought before his eyes swept the row they will be sitting on and, shock stilled him for a moment because right there sat the other main characters of the game.
Ymmanuel Coleman.
‘He’s scowling at me‘
Jane Lucasta
‘He’s smirking at me’
Sasha Delestria
‘At least she’s smiling’
The four main characters of the game was a force to be reckoned with, they played a pivotal role in dragging many empires to their knees as well as the untimely death of Sejin.
And with the backing of the prince, the four of them were unrestrained when it comes to underhanded strategies in wars.
They quite made a very disturbing rumor about themselves.
However that was three years from now, they are not that bunch of fools yet.
Sensing my uneasiness, Akira rubbed my palm, the warmth of his hands bringing tranquility back to my nerves.
“The wild little rose is shy…”
A teasing voice interrupted said equilibrium and Sejin snapped his head towards Jane’s playful smirk which he ignored and sat on the seat that Akira gestured him to.
Between the twins, I think that Akira will become my favorite twin soon. Wrong guess for him, that is.
Ymmanuel then stated,
“Yeah, A rose that’s about to die.”
“If I’m a rose that’s about to die then you’re a pest that has been eating my stems…”
I replied with a ‘kind’ smile to his own mocking smirk, and a silent ‘oohhh’ was heard beside us.
“Biting back, are we now?”
He said before pinching my thigh making me flinch back gaining the attention of the students in front of us. I bow a silent apology and turn to the smirking Ymannuel.
Sejin’s thigh burned with pain,
“Motherfucker.”
Ymmanuel seems taken aback before barking back at him,
“I do not fuck my mother!”
“Sorry? Mind telling us what you are discussing over there, Mr. Coleman?”
Sejin grin upon hearing their professor call the annoying male beside him,
“You are indeed a wild rose.”
He heard a whisper and glanced at the woman beside Ymmanuel, if he recalled correctly, her name is Sasha Delestria- a renowned knight of the Purging War two years from now.
A Baroness of the South region of Varlette.
She was the only lesbian who was out of her closet in her prime. She might have earned disdains however no one could rival the service she had made for the kingdom.
A valuable asset she is.
“Hi, I’m Sasha… Nice to meet you, Prince Sejin…”
She smiled,
“Just Sejin is enough, I’m no prince, Lady Sasha…”
However, the young woman only gave him a smile before paying attention to the lecture with a bored glint dancing in her eyes.
Unknown to them, pairs of eyes were always looking at their direction with deep curiosity, not one individual exist in the academy who does not know about the Formidable Quadro.
The Lucasta twins were blessed with the skill to summon spirits that would always answer their calls.
The Baroness’ daughter who could overpower the crown prince of Varlette in terms of knightly strength.
And then the wisdom driven spell-caster who exceeds in every magical aspect that it seems to be his gift.
Then now, there seems to be an addition in the group— the abandoned prince of the kingdom.
“Do we have to drag him with us?”
Ymmanuel groaned as he protests over the act that Akira and Jane had latched themselves to Sejin’s sides with a shit eating grin on their faces.
And whenever he sees those smile, he knew that the twins are up to something, and it is obvious onto who will be their victim.
“Just let them…”
He heard Sasha comments as she took the lead in guiding them to their hideout— which is totally just the other building in front of their own.
Ymmanuel sighed, spent from all the worrying in his head and just hoped that the twins will not drain the innocent prince.
Halfway to their hideout, the twins decided that it would be better to solo the prince to themselves. Ymmanuel and Sasha watched the twins dragged Sejin away to the opposite direction leading to the rooftop of the building.
“…”
“… He will be okay…right?”
“Do not worry, Forest will be okay…. I hope…”
Ymmanuel turned his gaze to the 5-foot woman with a questionable look which she replied with a wry smile before continuing her journey.
‘Sometimes she acts like she’s above all and knows it all…’
He thought before turning his back and following Sasha to their fortress deciding that wallowing Sejin’s predicament was by far, no use to their plans. The Giovanni’s of the North are acting up again.
The prince assigned the assassination task to them- they cannot afford to fail.
Sejin’s POV
Knowing that I would not be able to reason out of the twin’s hold therefore I just let them do what they wanted. Protesting will not do me any good, I will just waste my breath educating these stubborn fools.
Glancing lightly at the grip they had on me, I was quite surprised that my phobia did not react to their touch; I felt their body warmth through their touch, and I doubt I will feel it more.
Lost in thought, I forgot the pairs of hands leading me to a secluded place around the corner. I only realized it when they had me cornered against a wall; Jane and Akira sandwiched me between themselves.
“What the…”
I could feel the unknown tension in the air: hot, stuffy, sensual— all in all, it screams sex in every perspective. I tried to wiggle my body around to escape their embrace, but Akira suddenly bit my earlobe.
“Amor… Look at us…”
A voice so soft and tender entered my brain system and made me feel as if I was a drunkard. Akira’s hands lift the layers of my uniform and gripped my waist. He gently squeezed it whilst placing a chaste kiss on my neck.
I was too drunk in lust to the point that I failed to hear my salacious voice coming out of my mouth with every hot breath, kiss and touch Akira does.
Next, I felt another pair of hands touching my buttocks,
Jane…
I turned my head to him, a mischievous smirk playing on his kissable lips before he dove down to my height and caught my fleshy folds and played with them. So, it is true that these ministrations make the submissive drunk in lust.
My clear-headed state was now muddled, and I was at the mercy of Jane and Akira— the famous mischievous Lucasta twins.
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