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"No, hold your sword higher, Dean," King Alan held the child's arms to help him positioning the wooden sword so he was holding it at a better angle. Once the King was satisfied with the way the 5-year-old child held the sword, he told Dean to try again, and the child swung the sword at the straw puppet in front of him. This time, the sword hit the puppet's chest harder, causing the lifeless object to lean back a little.
Dean smiled widely, realizing his hit was better with the angle the King had just helped him with. He turned around to face the King, who was already smiling at him. "You did it!" Alan cheered as the child ran towards his arm.
Babe was silently watching the King and the child's interactions from afar where he was sitting under the roof. It was the third time he decided to watch the King training the maid's child on swordsmanship, and Babe agreed about the fact that Dean was a real fast learner, as expected from the secret son of the King himself. However, the child did not know he had royal blood flowing in his veins yet, since it was his parents' decision to keep it secret for his safety.
Babe's hand was on top of his stomach where his 5-month unborn baby was supposed to be, caressing his baby bump from time to time as he smiled while watching the father and son bonding. Since the news about the King and his wife expecting an heir leaked by an insider, Babe stopped wearing any baggy clothes to hide his bump.
Despite being glad that he did not need to wear those clothes under the heat anymore, it was concerning everyone close to him due to the news possibly reaching other neighboring kingdoms too. Babe and his baby's safety would be in great danger as their enemies did not care to use the most hideous tactics ever to bring their kingdom's downfall. Especially given the fact that Alan was an enigma and Babe was an alpha, the chance for the baby to be born as an enigma was high, making their enemies have more reason to prevent the birth of their offspring so the kingdom does not have a powerful heir.
If only they knew the child growing inside Babe actually did not belong to the king.
Welp, they cannot know about that too. They could use the King's marriage problems as an excuse to make Alan appear weak in front of everyone because he let his wife sleep with another man. And that could lead to people questioning Alan's power and leadership for failing to secure a happy marriage. It's annoying. So damn annoying. Alan and Babe had been discussing the matter since before their marriage, and truth be told, to this day, they are still scared if their secret relationship is exposed to the public.
It's exhausting to live in the happy marriage facade they have been maintaining for 6 years now. Both Babe and Alan agreed to this life years ago when their parents began to get antsy once the former king, Alan's father, was on his deathbed fighting for his life, yet his heir had not even started courting his fiancé.
So, as the said fiancé, Babe was forced to marry Alan because their life was already planned since they were little. That was a promise set by both their parents when they first introduced Babe to Alan.
Alan's late parents and Babe's father –who was still ruling in his kingdom– hearts must be shattered when they know their sons never had any feelings towards each other except for a strong brotherhood. Yet the princes still agreed to the marriage, and as a result, Babe puked everything he had in his stomach at the thought their parents must be expecting them to have sex together as they were forced to stay in a room for their first night.
They can't blame their sons, though. Alan had always adored Babe like his own baby brother since he does not have one, and Babe never looked at Alan in a romantic way. Everything between them was platonic from the start.
Babe's mouth gaped open widely as he yawned. He did not even bother to cover his mouth since he was in his own house. To hell with manners, he needed a break from acting all elegant and polite in front of the public and when he needed to attend events with Alan as the 'Queen'.
"Are you feeling tired, your majesty? Do you want to retreat to your room?" Jeff, who had been silently following him all the time since his pregnancy started, said to him. The omega was good at keeping his silence that Babe sometimes forgot he was always there behind him.
Instead of answering the maid's questions, Babe replied to him with his own, "Don't you want to watch more, Jeff?"
The maid blinked, shocked by the queen's questions. Babe just smiled before he explained, "I know you've been wanting to watch the King training your son, but to prevent more rumors, you've been neglecting your own wish. That's why I brought you too every time I watched them".
Jeff seemed nervous as he looked around to see if there was anyone near them before he bowed in front of his Babe, "Thank you, your majesty."
Babe smiled while nodding his head, "No problem. And I thought I told you to just call me Phi when we're alone."
Jeff held his head low, a normal gesture for a commoner to do in front of royalty when they had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, Phi. I forgot."
"It's okay. So, do you want to stay and watch them for more?" Babe asked again, to which the maid gratefully nodded his head. "I'll accompany you then."
Jeff replied with a soft thank you and finally turned his attention back to his son and the father of his son on the field. His heart swelled at the sight; now Alan was laying on the ground, faking being hurt because Dean had just punched his small fist on his leg. The child was panicking beside him, afraid he had crossed the line and hurt the King when Alan was coaching his combats.
Out of nowhere, Alan pulled the child into his arms and began tickling him, eliciting heartfelt laughs from Dean as he tried to escape. Babe smiled at the scene unfolding before him, while his hand was back to caressing his baby bump. He couldn't wait for the child to be born and watch his partner play with him.
Speaking of his partner, the darn kid was supposed to be back from his quick visit to the town by now. Yet, Babe had not seen his face since the morning. He scowled, missing the younger alpha, "Where's Charlie? Why hasn't he returned yet?" He asked Jeff without looking at the omega. If he turned around, he could see Charlie behind him, a finger on his lips as he gestured for Jeff not to tell Babe that he was there.
"Here's your tea, your majesty," Charlie extended a tray with a teapot and two cups towards Babe. He purposely said it in a different tone for Babe not to realize it was him.
Babe averted his eyes from Alan and Dean to the tray beside him. "Oh, thank you". He said before reaching for a cup and that was when he realized the familiar slender fingers holding the tray. He quickly lifted his head and immediately met with Charlie's wide smile. "Charlie!".
"What took you so long? I missed you," Babe said once Charlie had put the tray safely on the table and squatted to Babe's level to engulf him in a hug. The older instantly sniffed Charlie's scent that he had been missing; however, the scent was faint due to the cologne Charlie was using.
Babe's behavior took a 180-degree turn when his pregnancy started. He became softer and in need of Charlie's scent all around him 24/7.
"Are you wearing cologne again? I want your scent. Give me your scent," Babe whined as he was still hugging Charlie, refusing to let go. His boyfriend instantly wiped his nape where his scent gland was supposed to be with a handkerchief before he let out his real scent for Babe to sniff on. The pregnant alpha happily breathed in the air, inhaling Charlie's addictive soft scent.
Charlie's scent was different from normal alphas. While most alphas usually have musky and strong scents that hurt Babe's sensitive nose, Charlie's scent leaned towards a softer note instead. Neither too sweet like an omega nor too musky like an alpha, just nice for Babe to sniff.
After hugging each other for long enough, Charlie pulled away, and Babe reluctantly let him go. They were outside their room, so they needed to be careful, or else people would get suspicious of their relationship. They were doing a good job of keeping their secret relationship unnoticed by everyone. With Charlie as Babe's personal bodyguard for years, it was normal for the alpha to be everywhere with his boyfriend.
A couple of rumors actually started surfacing before because of Charlie and Babe's strong bonds, forcing both alphas to tone down all their affections towards each other whenever they were in a place where people could see. They had been doing great at lessening their conversations, physical contact, and gazes towards each other in public, but with Babe's recent pregnancy, it was hard for the King's wife not to get fussy and disappointed when he does not have Charlie's arms around him.
Jeff assured him and said it was normal because Babe was pregnant with Charlie's child. It was a state that he needs his alpha the most.
"How was your visit? Any new updates?" Babe whispered once they entered the left wing of the castle, where his room was placed. At that hour, there were not many servants there, so it was a little safe for Babe and Charlie to talk privately.
"Nothing big. The team is doing a good job in finding more survivors and taking in new members," Charlie whispered back. He smiled at the thought of his small loyal team's progress. Even though it was moving slowly, he was glad that there was still some progress made. It was a small organization Charlie and his family loyal servant, Kenta, had created in order to work on rebuilding the once feared kingdom that used to exist years ago.
Charlie originally was a prince too. His parents were killed by the enemies, believed to be working with an insider to destroy his kingdom. Kenta, despite being quite young at the time, successfully saved Charlie, who was 7 years old, in the middle of chaos and brought him to Babe's kingdom. Their kingdoms used to have a strong business partnership and had been trusting each other for generations, so Kenta risked it all for them to have at least a place to hide from their enemies.
Surprisingly, Babe's father, King Reval, agreed and even proposed to Charlie to become his son's personal bodyguard, knowing Charlie's bloodline was famous for their natural fighting skills and bravery. The ex-prince agreed with the symbiosis agreement since it would secure Kenta and himself a place to live peacefully under the King's protection. At the moment, Reval had taken a liking towards the young prince for his maturity and intelligence in making decisions, just like what a first in line to the throne is supposed to be. He had been giving his blessing for the prince to do anything he wanted in the castle as long as he would train and take care of his son.
Until he found out Babe had been sleeping with Charlie when the younger alpha had turned legal. He had a headache for 3 days and a fever thinking about what he was supposed to say to his friend, Alan's father, regarding his son not being a virgin anymore when they had set the date for their sons' marriage.
Reval had punished both Babe and Charlie and made them apart for a week, yet he found his son stubbornly visiting Charlie, who was locked away to prevent them from meeting.
Babe refused to leave Charlie's cell. He would growl at anyone who was sent by his father to drag him away and refused to eat if Charlie was not eating. When Reval found both Babe and Charlie sleeping beside each other while tightly holding hands despite the bars between them, he knew that he could not do anything about them. Therefore, the next morning he declared to his son that he would allow him to be with whoever he wanted as long as it was kept secret. However, they could not cancel the decades-long marriage plan, so Babe still needed to marry Alan.
So that was how Babe, who had sex with his boyfriend in the morning, found himself standing at the altar with his brother in everything but blood, while the said brother was already expecting a secret son with a commoner omega. It was funny actually, especially when Alan's parents were the only ones in the royal families who did not know the real story behind the marriage all their lives.
"I bought you a gift," Charlie said as he handed a small box to Babe once they entered their room.
Babe took the small box from Charlie and inspected the well-crafted wooden cube in his hand. "What's this? Don't tell me you bought me a ring," he playfully teased the younger man as he opened the box. His smile dropped when he saw an actual neatly placed ring inside it.
Babe forced a smile in the midst of the sadness he was feeling, "It's pretty, Charlie. Thank you, but-."
"I know," Charlie cut him off mid-sentence. Babe could not wear any ring other than the one Alan had placed on his ring finger the day they became husbands. That was the rule they had agreed upon so everyone believed Babe belonged to Alan through their fake happy marriage. The same went for Alan; their marriage ring never left his finger, even though his heart was always reserved for Jeff.
Babe was happy to have the ring before him. He wished he could show it off around on his finger so the whole world would know to whom he actually belongs.
"How about this?" Charlie pulled out a simple silver chain from his pocket. He then took the ring from Babe and proceeded to secure the ring tangled with the chain. Once he clipped the lock on the chain, he held the ring in front of Babe, who silently watched the ring dangle in the air as tears streamed down his cheeks. He swore the pregnancy had been making him more emotional.
"Come, I'll help you wear it," Charlie said calmly, but Babe knew the younger alpha was holding himself from crying too.
Babe turned around so Pooh could clip the chain around his neck from behind him. He took the ring between his fingers to look at it carefully, taking in the neatly engraved shiny stones on it. Then he saw a line of numbers engraved on the bridge of the ring. "Is this self-designed?"
He turned back to face Charlie when he finished helping him with the chain. "How did you know?" Charlie said, surprised Babe only took a few minutes after being given the ring to find out.
"0903. Means March 9, right? The date our baby is supposed to be born." Babe pouted as he said it. Charlie really loved to make him cry. When they first suspected that Babe was pregnant, they met the royal family shaman to inspect Babe's body. They cried a lot when the shaman confirmed the pregnancy because they had been wanting a child of their own, but it was rare for alpha couples to have one.
The shaman also informed them that Babe was 2 weeks into his pregnancy, so they counted the days and it fell on March 9. Only Babe and Charlie know about the said date.
"What if he came out earlier or later, Charlie?" Babe asked while wiping his tears off his face.
"No, he needs to get out on that date. I've been dreaming he was born on that day for 3 times already," Charlie laughed as he explained, making Babe laugh too.
Out of nowhere, Babe felt the baby move as he kicked inside him. "I think he took your genes; he has been kicking a lot lately like he is going to fight someone."
"Really?" Charlie perked up happily before he kneeled to face Babe's baby bump. He slowly put his hand on it before he moved to leave a tender kiss. "Don't move around too much, Peach. You might give your mama a hard time."
Babe cooed as he watched Charlie begin rubbing his cheek to scent Babe, "Thanks, Charlie. I think he listens to you. But I still disagree with that name."
Charlie lifted his face to meet Babe. "And I disagree to name him 'Felix.' I'm not naming my son after a Korean prince you met last year."
"But he is so handsome, Charlie. I want my son to look like him," Babe whined in protest.
Charlie narrowed his eyes towards Babe, completely unhappy. Babe knew Charlie was feeling jealous, the hint of possessiveness getting stronger in his scent. "He's my son. He's supposed to look like me."
Babe giggled, finding the younger one sulking cute. He then moved to their bed and sat on it, feeling tired from standing too long. "Come here and give me kisses, you sulky dog," Babe announced as he opened his arms wide.
Charlie quickly made his way to his boyfriend and attacked him with kisses. Babe happily laughed, now laying on the bed, he let Charlie kiss all over his face. He could see an imaginary tail wagging behind Charlie, content that he was the only one who could kiss Babe like that. And soon, he would let their son to do the same. They would make a great team with the main mission being to shower Babe with all the love they could give.
After finishing kissing every inch of Babe's face except his lips, Charlie stopped to stare lovingly towards Babe, seeing the same love and yearning reflected back at him as Babe was staring at him too. "I love you, P'Babe," he blurted out.
Babe smiled; despite being together for years, he never got tired of hearing the confession from Charlie. "Love you too, Charlie."
Charlie dove into the space to capture Babe's tempting lips in his. Slowly, their lips moved together in a lazy dance. The kiss was soft, filled with their emotions and affections towards each other. Until Babe let Charlie slip his tongue into his mouth. The older alpha's moans were muffled between the kiss. His hand gripped the sheet tightly beside them, getting impatient to have the other inside him.
As if sensing his mate's distress, Charlie left Babe's lips and moved to kiss his neck. Babe's breath became heavier as Charlie trailed his lips from his neck to his collarbone and sucked on it. Starting to leave hickeys on Babe's pretty body possessively to let people know that Babe was his.
As time passed by, one by one of their clothing items were discarded to the floor as they became completely bare for each other to caress and kiss. Charlie brought his hands to Babe's chest, toying with the hard nipples, pulling a loud moan from Babe who started leaking milk.
The alpha had a love-hate relationship towards his enlarging breasts. They had become more sensitive to touches that would make him squirm when he accidentally put pressure on them. Sometimes he found himself leaking too, causing his shirt to dampen around the chest area. Jeff had advised him to try wearing a bra, but the material felt weird on him, so Babe refused to wear it around the house. But when it comes to Charlie pleasuring him by massaging and sucking on them, he thought he was on cloud nine.
"P'Babe." Charlie's call was muffled as he continued drinking from Babe while his other hand was stimulating the other nipple, fingers getting wet from how much Babe's milk seeped out and dripped down his body.
Babe was writhing, squirming, and moaning under Charlie, feeling his sanity almost slipping away from him at how good he was feeling. He cried out for the alpha on his breast, his mind foggy with desire as he arched his back and pushed his chest into Charlie's mouth. Each suckle sent a jolt of pleasure through him, making him cry out for more. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion, the heady mixture of moans and gasps mingling with the sweet smell of Babe's scent emitted from his scent gland. His scent had become sweeter ever since he got pregnant. Charlie claimed that it smelled like peaches; that was where the Peach name came from.
Charlie, in turn, was lost in the euphoria of sucking on Babe's breasts, his mind consumed by the sweet taste of his milk and the sensation of Babe's body writhing beneath him. He couldn't get enough of the way Babe moaned and squirmed, the way Babe repeatedly called for his name as he was close to orgasm.
Every touch of Charlie felt like fire on Babe's skin, igniting a hunger deep within him that he could not quench. He reached for Charlie, his hands wandering over his body, desperate for more contact, more sensation. The room seemed to spin around them, the world shrinking down to just the two of them and their shared escapade.
As they moved together, their bodies pressed close, removing any space between them. Charlie's mouth moved from one breast to the other, his tongue flicking over Babe's nipple before he sucked hard, pulling more of the sweet milk into his mouth. Babe cried out, his hands clutching at Charlie's shoulders as he arched into the touch, his body trembling with need as he came on the spot, both from his dick and his hole where clear liquid seeped from it.
It was not the first time he orgasmed just by having his breasts played with, but every time it happened, he would feel embarrassed for climaxing too early when they had not even started having sex yet. And there was Charlie, who always reassured him every time. The alpha would kiss him softly and stop touching his breasts to not overwhelm Babe.
Calming down from his orgasm, Babe whined as he began to hump Charlie's crotch with his. Despite the intense orgasm, his need to be filled still was not fulfilled by the other, so he was not satisfied yet. "Come on, Charlie."
Charlie sat on the bed beside him, his back leaned against the headboard. He motioned for the older one to get on top of him. Still panting heavily, Babe pushed himself to crawl onto Charlie's lap. He straddled the younger alpha comfortably with Charlie's assistance, being mindful of Babe's swollen belly.
"Mommy," Charlie called out for Babe as he scented the older.
Babe smirked when he heard the pet name. He loved it when Charlie became like this, reverting into a sub role during sex. As much as he loved Charlie to be harsh on him, this side of Charlie never failed to turn him on too.
Who would have thought that the one who had been training for years to take care of Babe's safety until he was feared by others could turn soft and dependent for Babe to control him in bed? The younger would constantly ask for his guidance and wait for Babe's commands as he was reduced to a toy for Babe to play with. It complemented Babe's desire to dominate his partner while he stuffed Charlie's big cock deep inside him.
Just like at the moment, Charlie's eyes were wide, filled with uncertainty as he looked up to Babe. "Mommy, Charlie's hard," he whispered under his breath, loud enough for the older man to hear him.
Babe cupped Charlie's face in his hand as he cooed at the younger man, "I know, baby. Do you want mommy to help?"
Charlie slowly nodded, his fingers nervously fidgeted at his sides. Unsure of what to do as he watched Babe raise his hips on top of his hardness.
"Help me, Baby. Hold it for mommy," Babe said, to which Charlie mumbled an 'okay' and aligned himself for Babe.
Slowly, Babe sank himself onto Charlie, licking his lips at the familiar feeling of being stretched open. In an instant, Charlie gasped at the warmth surrounding him and started whining about how good his mommy was making him feel, which never failed to stroke Babe's pride.
"Mommy, feels so good," Charlie cried out when Babe's bottom met his hip. His pale skin started to become red, his eyes began tearing up as he held himself from coming. He remembered the last time he accidentally released without his mommy's permission, and it made Babe so unhappy.
Babe circled his hips slowly, moaning as Charlie's cock rubbed along his wall, "I know, baby. But You can't come yet, okay?"
Charlie nodded like the good boy he is. Babe was satisfied with the obedient answer, so he rewarded the younger by lifting his hips and sinking back repeatedly, slowly at first, but he picked up his pace. Charlie's breath hitched as Babe began to move his hips in a slow, tantalizing rhythm. He couldn't help but moan at the delicious sensation, feeling his head losing control under the skillful ministrations of his lover.
As Babe continued to ride him, Charlie's mind became consumed with the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his body. Babe knew ways to make him feel good. Always a step forward in making sure Charlie was well taken care of, not just in bed or when they were alone but also outside in front of everyone since the first time they met.
Babe knew who Charlie was from the start; he was the one who approached the younger when he was learning archery. He waited until Charlie's session ended to drag him around the castle to introduce him to everyone, proudly telling people that Charlie would be his bodyguard soon.
Charlie, who was still scared and struggling to trust people after what had happened to his family, felt relief when Babe easily lied to people who were asking for his identity. From that moment, everyone knew Charlie as a random commoner child who was sold to the King and would grow up to protect the prince. As time passed, the prince and the bodyguard grew attached to each other as they spent time together every day. Their feelings shifted into something that they were not supposed to have due to the difference in status, and mainly because Babe was going to marry someone else.
But Babe showed Charlie that he could depend on the older man for anything. That he could always run back to the older man's arms when everything was becoming too much or simply when he needed care to feel better. Therefore, Charlie did not mind living the life he was living at the moment, as long as Babe would be there with him, protecting him and becoming Charlie's compass in his life whenever he needed direction.
Babe was Charlie's only compass; he might get lost without the older man.
With each movement, Babe could feel Charlie getting more and more lost in the pleasure, his whimpers and moans driving Babe to push him even further. He loved the way Charlie responded to his touch, the way he let himself surrender to the overwhelming ecstasy that he was able to provide.
"Ahh mommy, I'm close. Can I come?" Charlie's voice was hoarse from all the verbal reactions Babe pulled from him.
Babe cocked his eyebrow, "You know the rule, baby. You can come after mommy comes first." Babe stopped his hip right at the angle where Charlie's cock could perfectly hit his prostate. "Or are you too fucked up that you forgot, baby?" He moved his hip to just rub on the the spot, making himself shudder as he moaned in pleasure.
Charlie whimpered and shook his head, "N-no, I remember. But... I want...".
Babe cooed at his boyfriend, who was starting to have a hard time thinking that he cannot properly form words. He pulled him close for a kiss, and the younger happily kissed him back, "Be a good boy and help mommy first, then you can release inside me".
The words seemed to do the trick as Charlie eagerly nodded before he immediately sucked on Babe's breast when the older pushed him to his chest. Babe's mouth hung open as silent moans left his lips, Charlie's hips began to move up into him slowly while drinking from him again. Both stimulations quickly formed the tension in Babe's belly. "Ahh keep going, baby. Mommy's almost there."
Charlie smiled widely at the praise; he loved it when the older told him that he was doing well. His hips moved faster, and he sucked Babe harder, wanting to get praised more. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, the scent of their passion lingering in the air.
As Babe's pleasure intensified, Charlie reached out to stroke the older man's neglected member in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, and before he knew it, Babe was reaching his peak. His vision turned white as he came, coating Charlie's hand with his semen. The tightness of Babe's clenching only spurred Charlie on, and he thrust one last time as he pushed his knot into his mate.
"Yes, baby. Let it all out in me. Breed me again. Let me have all your pups," Babe whispered as Charlie's dick throbbed inside him. Charlie's body trembled with ecstasy as he unloaded all he had into Babe.
"Too much, Mommy!" Charlie whimpered, actually frightened as his dick would not stop pumping out cum.
"It's okay, Charlie," he was already used to Charlie coming a lot when he was in his space. "Just let it all out," Babe encouraged him, his voice soothing and loving. He clenched onto Charlie's knot, offering him support and comfort as he helped the younger rode out his orgasm.
As Charlie's orgasm subsided, Babe kissed all over his face while praising him. Even though Charlie's eyes were unfocused due to him not being mentally in the room, Babe kept on whispering sweet words to him to let the younger know that he loved him. He carefully pulled Charlie's head to lean against his chest.
Charlie's eyes now closed as he floated further in his head. He was not able to hear Babe's words for him, but Babe did not mind; he tenderly stroked Charlie's hair as he waited for Charlie's knot to shrink in size.
Usually when Charlie dove deep into his space, Babe would be the one in charge of aftercare, but since he was pregnant at the moment, he could not do anything but patiently wait for the younger alpha to come back. Charlie made him promise that.
That night, Charlie had to tiptoe to leave the bed due to Babe being a light sleeper. He was reluctant to leave their warm bed and the alpha alone, but he had promised to have a meeting with Alan and the rest. He had asked for Jeff and several guards to stay close to their room if Babe needed assistance while he was away. In the meeting room, Kenta was explaining their stocks of crops and plans for potential partnerships with other kingdoms. The king absentmindedly listened to all of Kenta's reasoning and promised higher stocks import and export to increase the kingdom's wealth, while Alan's thoughts were far inside his omega's room. He just nodded to approve all of Kenta's suggestions since he did not find any problems with them.
Alan turned to Charlie, who was writing down important things that Kenta had stated throughout their meeting in his notebook. "What's my wife doing?" he whispered so the others would not hear their conversation.
"Real one or secret one?" Charlie asked without lifting his head as he wrote down his last note in the book.
Alan averted his eyes to check if anyone was listening to them. Seeing everyone occupied with their own business, Alan proceeded to reply, "Babe, of course. I forgot to tell him that he needs to come with me tomorrow for an event."
"Another one? You know Babe doesn't want to attend events anymore, Phi. His body is heavier now, and his feet will hurt a lot from all the walking," Charlie scowled, hating how he had seen Babe cry when he met Charlie in their room right after attending events last week.
"I know", Alan frowned, he felt bad for the pregnant alpha too. "I tried to cancel the invitation but i failed".
Charlie sighed heavily, "Okay, I'll tell him tomorrow morning. Please tell the maids to prepare his supplies then."
As the bodyguard wandered ways to face sulking and fussy Babe tomorrow, several royal guards frantically entered the meeting room. "We are sorry for interrupting, your majesty. We're here to inform you that the Queen was attacked."
Everyone in the room was shocked to see Alan and Charlie rise from their chairs in unison before dashing out of the room. Everyone eventually followed behind the king and the queen's personal bodyguard running towards Babe's room. Arriving at the familiar room, Charlie and Alan found their mates hugging each other on the floor while two royal guards pinned down a stranger on the floor.
"What happened here", The King was the first one to break the silence as he squatted down in front of Babe and Jeff. He carefully took Jeff's hand that was covered in a red stains handkerchief to find a big cut on the omega's palm under the cloth.
"I was sleeping then I heard someone walking in the room. He tried to stab me but thankfully Jeff was quick to help", Babe explained, he was very much terrified on what had happened to him but he was more worried of Charlie as he stare at the younger alpha's back.
Charlie stood in front of the assassin, his gaze piercing as he stared at the stranger on his feet. The intruder had managed to sneak into the castle and had made it all the way to Babe's room when he was away. If only people knew who Charlie's background family was, no one would even dare to mess with what is his.
"Guard, bring him to his feet," Charlie commanded, his voice firm and unwavering. The guards obeyed, pulling the assassin upright. Charlie drew his sword, the metal made a sound in the midst of the tension in the room as it collided with its sheath. He held it high, the blade shining despite being in the dim room.
With a swift motion, Charlie brought the sword down, slashing the assassin's body. The intruder cried out in pain, his voice echoing off the stone walls of the room. The guards struggled to hold him up as Charlie continued to strike, each blow sending a spray of blood across the floor.
Everyone watched in horrified silence as Charlie's fury unleashed itself upon the assassin. The once-white floor was now covered in red, the scent of blood and metal hanging heavily in the air as Charlie continued to torture the man before him, wanting him to suffer in agony. Alan stayed in front of Babe and Jeff, shielding them from the gruesome sight.
As Charlie struck again and again, the assassin's cries grew weaker, until finally, he fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. The guards stepped back, leaving Charlie standing over the fallen intruder, his chest heaving with exertion.
For a moment, there was silence. No one dared to speak, the shock of what had just transpired hanging heavily in the air. However, Charlie held his sword high again, determined to end the intruder's life with his own hands as his mind screamed for him to kill and kill and kill.
Thankfully, he was stopped by his lover, Babe, who shouted from behind, "Stop, Charlie. That's enough!"
Charlie stilled when Babe's voice pierced through the loud voices in his own head. Slowly, Babe approached his alpha, extended his hand to take Charlie's arm, and carefully took the sword away from him before dropping it far from them.
"Charlie," he called out for the younger man to look at him. But Charlie remained frozen in his place, his face turned to the other side so the older man could not see him.
"Look at me, Charlie. Please," Babe pleaded, and finally, he heard Charlie let out a heavy sigh, "Wait. Give me a moment." Charlie's bloody fingers fished out a handkerchief from his pocket. With the cloth, he quickly wiped his face and neck of all the blood stains.
Charlie was grateful that Babe had stopped him from what he was about to do. Well, a little too late actually because a few people who were oblivious about Charlie's real identity had seen the way Charlie treated the intruder. They could only wish those people would not suspect anything. It's important for Charlie to keep living his life as Babe's personal bodyguard for his plan to rebuild his legacy to happen.
They believed that enemies were still trying to track down Charlie, the lost prince, so they could wipe him off the world in order to leave everything buried behind. Charlie and Kenta had gone so far; he cannot jeopardize their mission just like that.
Charlie finally turned to face Babe once he was confident enough that his face was clean. "Sorry, Phi. Doesn't want you to look at me while I'm dirty."
Babe smiled sadly at him; there was still some blood on his face, but instead of mentioning it, Babe pulled the younger man into his arms, "I don't mind, Charlie." He never looked at Charlie differently despite having seen his alpha in his worst state.
Charlie's eyes softened at Babe's words. Slowly, he brought his bloodied hands behind Babe to pull him closer. Regardless of situation, Babe would always be there to hold Charlie in his arms.
Charlie brought Babe to his room, the one located a little far from Babe's. It was not as pretty and as fancy as the one Babe had since it was just a room for a 'commoner'. Both alphas were sitting on the bed, Babe –who was fidgeting with his ring on his neck– was staring at Charlie while the other was staring down at his sword –now cleaned and blood-free. The usual cloth covering the blade just above the handle was now removed, unveiling Charlie's family name engraved on it.
"Sorry that I threw your sword," Babe knew how much Charlie valued the sword, so he was feeling guilty. He did not think earlier before throwing it away from the younger. He was nervous but determined to pull Charlie away from his own head, so keeping him away from the weapon was the best idea.
Charlie shook his head as he tied a new cloth so his family name would remain hidden. The sword used to be owned by his father as a gift given from his grandfather. On the day his father was killed, Charlie's mom handed him the sword before she made Kenta take Charlie away from the danger. Charlie did not say anything when his mom told him to never come back; he instantly knew what was happening.
"I don't mind if it's you," Charlie stated, slowly sheathing his sword. He then rose to put the sword on the table before he walked back towards Babe on the bed.
Babe smiled as Charlie came to kiss his baby bump, liking the privileges he was given. When Charlie crawled into the bed, he immediately pulled the younger closer. The bed was not big enough for two adults to comfortably lay together, but they did not mind at all.
"P'Babe," Charlie called as he stared into Babe's eyes, his hand reaching over to take Babe's hand in his.
"Yes?" The older alpha replied, waiting patiently for Charlie to speak his mind.
"When everything is over, I'll make the world know that you are mine," as the words left his lips, Charlie pulled Babe's hand to his mouth and planted a kiss on the back of his hand.
Babe laughed, "Charlie, you've said that countless times before."
"It's because I'm serious, Phi," Charlie said sincerely. Babe's hand that was kissed by him was now on his cheek as the older man let him lean on it. "Soon I'll bring you and our son to our new home. I promised." He had his hand caressing Babe's baby bump as he said that, thumb rubbing slowly while the images of the baby growing up healthy and playing around the castle he was building at the moment played in his mind.
"You know, Charlie, I don't need all of that to be happy," Babe confessed as he moved closer to kiss Charlie on the forehead. "As long as I have you and our baby, then that would be enough."
They both smiled at each other, feeling lucky to have each other and the new addition to their little family soon.
"But I will always support you on whatever path you take," Babe whispered as he finished his words.
Charlie and Babe moved closer, and their lips met halfway, their eyes closed as Charlie silently poured his emotions into the kiss. Babe did not need words from Charlie to understand the younger man's desire to express his gratitude towards him. In the end, he was the one who understood Charlie the most.