Luca
Cihan looked like a mess. His face was covered in bruises and old dried blood. Like he had been to war twice in there past view days. His lip was split. His beautiful face littered with bruises. The worst part was that he needed stitches. His face needed two and his side a total of eight. Like someone stabbed him...
Luca almost blushed when he took of his shirt and He got to look at his perfect naked skin, but his brother was right next to the prince and he looked like he broke a rib.
"You have two broken ribs. You will need to stay in bed for at least a good week. And not lift anything or do anything ... weird for the next six."
Cihan nodded but no one believed him. Cihan didn't even flinch when she started stitching him up. Like he had done this before and the pain didn't bother him and it made Luca fall still and wish he could have protected him.
"When did this happen?" Tamar was the royal healer. She was the one reserved for the royal family only. But Elliot had only smirked once and Aspen didn't seem to notice. He was busy glaring at him little brother like he had done this before.
Had he?
"Uh I think it was a Monday." Cihan said.
"You mean you got a broken rib the same day you got fired?" Aspen asked.
Tamar shook her head.
"Have you been resting it?"
Cihan smiled kindly.
"I assume that is a no. Where are you living and is there someone to take care of you."
He was not leaving this palace. The only one leaving this palace was Luca with a small group of men to commit murder.
Elliot placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I think so."
"He has no such thing." Aspen interrupted him.
"I do!"
"Where?"
"Come on Aspen I have been sleeping under the stars for ten years. I think I'll manage a few more days until I'll find something."
Luca stilled. Ten years...
"And I have had broken ribs before. I have worked with broken ribs. I have climbed a freaking mountain with a broken leg and I lived so I think I will be fine."
He did not seem impressed by his injuries. Luca didn't want to even think about the last part.
"He will stay at the palace."
"No I will not and don't think I didn't hear the your highness part, your highness."
Cihan started at Luca with an intense glare.
Tamar excused herself Elliot took the opportunity to leave to and Aspen rolled his eyes.
"If you kiss my brother I wil hit you in the face." He told Luca and he left.
Luca really wished he didn't turn in to a tomato at that.
"I was gonna tell you."
He was expecting Cihan to growl, yell or maybe even tell him this wasn't gonna work. That he asked Luca to the celebration and kissed him in the cheek but now he was a prince...
"I knew." Cihan stated simply.
Luca was stunned.
"You..."
'Knew... yes. I talked to your father. The kind one who likes to garden. He said he had four kids. The oldest being a boy who was a little dump with love. And you called the guards yours and you are not a commander of head guard or anything. So I figured it out."
"But your still..."
Cihan smiled.
It was amaZing. Even if his lip was split and he was bandaged up with more that one very nasty wound. His eyes were filled with something Luca never had seen anybody looking at him with before. And he knew he could no longer live without it.
"My parents once told me that if you know you like somebody you shouldn't let anything stop you but that person. That it didn't matter if you were poor or rich or I don't know. Love doesn't care about those things. Neither does happiness ."
Luca might have made an odd sound.
"You like me?"
"I guess so. If you don't like me this is gonna be very weird though. Maybe it's the medicine making me so confident." He mumbled the last part. Tamar gave him something for the pain.
Marry me. No he couldn't say that now, could he?
"Uh I ... I don't... yes."
Cihan frowned.
"Your dad was not wrong."
"He!" Cihan laughed.
"I can't kiss you cause your brother wil hit me." Luca told him even though he wanted to, really bad. Cihan liked him and didn't care he was a prince. And he liked him. and he wanted to kiss him very bad next to some other things. And his lips were so close to!
"Also my lip hurts so wait until its better." Cihan blushed just a little.
Luca stepped forward until his legs touched cihans who was sitting on the examination table. Cihan looked up and Luca caressed his cheek softly. His fingers feeling the soft skin and wising to never let go.
Then he moved forward and pressed an lingering kiss on his cheek.
"I really like you Cihan herhendael."
Cihans hand wrapped around his shirt. His cheeks blushing and his eyes downward to flustered to look up.
Cihan.
His voice was so damn terribly attractive Cihan almost died from the sound alone.
He wished his face didn't hurt so he could kiss him.
"I should go and find a..."
"I will take you to your room where you will rest for the next week."
He looked up at the voice.
"Don't you sound like a prince all of the sudden."
Luca smiled which made the lines of worry ease from his face.
"I have my moments."
"Now... would you like me to carry you to your new room?" He said with a teasing smile. Cihan could hardly believe they had both just confessed to liking each other, he liked a prince! He did not like the fact when first found out Luca was a prince. But to hold something so silly against him and use it to stop from falling in love was absolutely ridiculous. His father would have smacked him on the head for it.
Cihan rolled his eyes at Lucas question. He hadn't changed even a little now they both knew he was a prince.
"I think I can walk your highness."
"Your not allowed to call me your highness."
"Your ridiculousness ?"
Luca wanted to elbow him as a joke but stopped himself just in time and sighed deeply before taking his hand. Cihans hand felt very comfortable being wrapped around the ruff warm hand of the crown prince.
"I should have come sooner, I know..."
"But you didn't want to worry anybody and didn't know we where already looking for you..." Luca added. He nodded. Luca caressed his cheek again, Cihan could get used to this. He wanted to lean in to the warmt of Lucas body and never leave.
"I hope your brother doesn't kill me for holding your hand but I am not letting go."
"Don't make me laugh it hurts." Cihans laughed sofly pressing his head against Lucas taller frame. Blushing so tender Luca never wanted to let him go.
The room was way to big and way to grant. He didn't understand why he couldn't just lay on a matt in aspens room. But the prince and his brother seemed to agree on one thing. He was to stay here and rest.
The drink Tamar had given him did make him a little sleepy.
Aspen tucked him in and did not allow Luca to kiss him on the forehead and dragged him out of the room declaring he might approve them courting but didn't wanne see it done it front of him.
Courting? Was He now courting Luca or was Luca courting him. He didn't know. he kissed one person before this maybe a couple of times but that was a long time ago. And he knew he didn't do it right then.
Cihan stayed in the room for fifty minutes before he couldn't take it anymore and left to roam the castle. He didn't like being still between four wall for a long time. Unless that place was a kitchen and he was baking. But even then he left windows wide open and doors as wide as the others would let him.
He wondered if Sam knew what his boss had done. Or how he was fired. He wasn't gonna tell his brother. Things like this happened. But his brother would be furious. A costumer had said a little to loud that she was worried the cakes would be stained by the color of his skin. Cihan wasn't one to get angry or at least not for long. He was not angry at the woman. Nor at his boss for firing him without even so much as looking at him. Sam wasn't there and was happy because he was worried for his job if he had been there. Sam would not stay silent.
He dressed himself in new clothes that Luca had left him. A to big shirt that must be either from Luca or Aspen. And a pants with a belt. And new boots. But he left those. He wasn't gonna bake nor walk thru a forest and he didn't need shoes for either. Besides he liked the feeling of the cold marmer under his feet.
His knuckles still hurted from the fight but Tamar had cleaned them up pretty good. The soft bandage would stay put as long as he didn't do anything stupid.
He wandered thru the castle nodding at the guards and other staff member. Non seemed to alarmed by him. Like they all already knew he was gonna stay in the castle for a little while. He wondered if they knew he told the crown prince he was in love with him. He almost blushed at the thought. He never thought he could be that confident. Even be brave enough to think him self worthy or a future king.
Maybe he was not...
He was definitely lost. But a castle could only be so big .... could it.
His steps faltered when he came upon an abandoned hallway were a little girl was sitting on a blue bench against the wall. Her soft sniffles loud enough to hear.
"Excuse me." He said softly. The little girl looked up tears staining her face. He hair a mess of wild brown curls. Her hands around a hairbrush.
Cihan didn't hesitate and walked toward her.
"Are you alright darling?" He crouched in front of her looking in her eyes for an answer.
"Are you hurt?" She shook her head. She couldn't be older than five years old. Cihan wondered who she was and why she was alone in a silent part of the castle crying.
"My nanny was brushing my hair but it hurt and ... I ... I..." The little girl started to cry, without thinking Cihan wrapped his arms around her and shushed her.
"Its alright." He Told her softly patted her hair.
"I told her to stop and she said she was gonna tell the king... ehm... my daddy that I was being un...reason... unni... uhm..." she blinked her tears away looking up at the boy she never saw.
"I never saw you." She whispered.
"I am aspens brother. Do you know him?"
She nodded.
"He is a guard, he is really funny!"She smiled a little. Cihan nodded.
"my name is Cihan. I am visiting for a while because I got hurt a little." He pointed at the bandages around his head.
"I am Elisabeth... I only live here for a little while just like Aspen."
Cihan turned her a little so he could start to untangle her hair while she spoke. When the girl noticed it didn't hurt when the boy did it she let him.
"I was adopted by the kings a week ago. It was really scary but they are so sweet my daddy and papa." She told him.
"I also have three brothers now. The twins are fifteen years old and my very old brother he is twentyeight. But they are a little scary and the twins tease me a lot." She confessed.
Cihan asked for the hairbrush and she reluctantly gave it to him. But then after the first brush she smiled wide.
"It doesn't hurt!"
Cihan returned her smile,
"I had three sisters. I have brushed their hair many times. I can make a braid if you want, it won't tangle as much if you play.' It was stil morning so the girl might want to play some. She nodded so he continued.
"My sisters and brothers teased me a lot to. And my brother Aspen now does as well. I think it is just something they do. Some odd way to show their love. It may not always seem like it and you may not always like it. But they will not let anyone else tease you."
Elisabeth frowned a little.
"Did they make you cry?"
"Sometimes... but I know they never meant to. Sometimes siblings have a hard time apologizing. They will try and make it up some other way though."
Cihan told the little girl stories about his sisters and their teasing . Until she was laughing and all tears were gone.
Here is an other chapter. Meeting a princess. And confessing 𥰠they are so cute!
I was gonna go to work today. But then they asked me to come from 16.00 to 18.00. So now I have to wait the whole day and can't to do anything else cause my brain doesn't let me. Great times.
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