Chapter 3
It was Heavy silence yet again
The people around the ball can't even dance in peace now that the king is here
Women in the ball are waiting for the king's attention but no luck
William Montclair (Ml)
Your name *cold*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
M- *voice turn horse*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
(speakk henryy!)
William Montclair (Ml)
*raised eyebrow*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
H-henry Cavendish
William Montclair (Ml)
*stare down at him*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*gulp*
William Montclair (Ml)
Zesty.
Mr Zesty
Yes your majesty.
William Montclair (Ml)
Kick everyone out. no one excluded besides this boy in front of me. *commanding voice with no room to argue back*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*look at him with a surprise look* (I-is he going to kill me? M-motherr please.. Help. Me.)
Mr Zesty
*confused but didn't push it* yes your majesty.
Mr Zesty
*calp hands sharply*
Mr Zesty
You have heard the King words. Now, I will not tolerate any disobedience or resistance. You are to leave at once.
Mr Zesty
*gesture towards the door*
Everyone leaves with a disappointed look especially the girls. half of them look at Henry with envy and judging.
Now the hall ball is empty.
William Montclair (Ml)
follow me. *cold*
William Montclair (Ml)
*walk away without waiting for Henry response*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*glance at zesty*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*slowly follow William*
Mr Zesty
(the King shows this room to an outsider?) *worry*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*look around the room* (pretty)
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*stop* (that flower)
William Montclair (Ml)
*stop too, look at Henry*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*unconscious walking towards the flower*
Mr Zesty
*frown, about to hold Henry but get stopped by William*
William Montclair (Ml)
...
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
Pretty *mumbling*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*touch the flower*
the flowers glow beautifully in his hand.. Dancing light around Henry.
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*chuckle*
Mr Zesty
*eyes wide* he- *glance at Williams*
Mr Zesty
*step back* (the king... Smile?!)
Mr Zesty
(wait hold up..) *hold chest, raising like crazy*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*notice zesty weird behaviour*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
A-are you ok?
William Montclair (Ml)
*look down at zesty with a cold look*
Mr Zesty
Y-yeah.. I'm fine. *sweating*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*worry*
William Montclair (Ml)
get. out.
Mr Zesty
*flinch* yes your majesty. *walk away, leave the room*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
(is he ok? He looks like he is in pain)
William Montclair (Ml)
You..
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*look at him*
William Montclair (Ml)
*walk closer*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*step back automatically*
William Montclair (Ml)
*step even closer. His hand touches Henry chest*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
h-huh? *confused, scared* (he is going to kill me.)
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*close eyes*
William Montclair (Ml)
*hear his heart beats*
William Montclair (Ml)
(nothing unusual.)
William Montclair (Ml)
*retreat his hand*
William Montclair (Ml)
Those flowers you are holding are cursed flowers. *cold*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*open eyes immediately* c-cursed??
William Montclair (Ml)
With only the tip of your finger touching it... You should be dead by now.
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*drop the flowers, trembling*
William Montclair (Ml)
even smelling it long enough can lead you to unnatural racing Hearts.
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
t-thats mean.. the guy from earlier..
William Montclair (Ml)
*stare*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*cover my mouth* (I feel like I want to puke.. He didn't stop me but let me be. Let me hold this flower. Experiment to see if I die or not? I don't want to die by just holding a flower!) *teary*
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
(Don't cry.. Don't cry henryy.. Not In front of the king. please)
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
(what did I do to deserve this. I just want to survive. I can't read what is on his mind.. It makes me more scared)
William Montclair (Ml)
Henry Cavendish.
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*look up, with his tears flowing down to his cheek to his jaw..*
William Montclair (Ml)
be my future hearts.
William Montclair (Ml)
My future life.
Henry Cavendish (Mc)
*surprise*
No that's not a confession. It's an order.
An order with no room to refuse or reject.
"what should I do, mother."
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