(A/n: was drunk when I made this. And when im editing it. So enjoy hahaha)
---
Chapter 6: The Reunion & tension.
"Sister...?" Flora murmured under her breath.
Her expression surprisednd, with a shocked gasp escaping out of her lip's.
Christina's attention was momentarily moved from her and was focused on ms. Venessa. So she didn't catch her sister's call.
Speak of ms. Vanessa. She dropped to one knee, pain etched across her beautiful face. Her teeth clenched light, with her breath hitched. A small drip of her blood was crusted on her lip where Noah's foot had connected just moments ago.
"Ms. Vanessa!" Christina's voice cracked with panic, her elegant boot's clapping on the stone road as she bolted to her side.
"Are you alright, lady venessa?!" Roanna crouched beside her instantly soon as she got close, placing a hand on her back inspecting for any injury's.
They forgot entirely about the civilian's she accidentally hit. There semi pain not important too them at that moment.
The moment flora saw her sister, her eyes instantly welled up, as she ran straight into the huddle and proceeded to throw her arms around her now stunned sister.
"I-I thought that...that..." She stuttered. Failing to put her word's together cause the happiness she felt at that moment was humongous. So....she didn't hold back her tears any further.
She let them slip.
Soaking her sisters shoulder.
Christina eye's welled feeling her sisters warm embrace. Quickly, like she didn't wanna lose her again, held her tightly in a hugged.
They held each other for a couple seconds, before Christina slightly untightened her bear hug, moving one of her hand towards Flora's as she began touching, squeezing, pulling, thinking this must be some selfish dream of hers.
As she continued, her lips parted, with the words leaving her mouth shakey with happiness, and concern. "I...I was, " she paused. And with light head shake, she continued, "No, we all were scared to death thinking you were hurt, or worse d-dead!"
Her voice cracked a little when she spoke the last bit.
Celia who was sitting closer to Christina, patted her back lightly, chiming in as her gaze locked onto flora's figure. A flicker of concern passing through her light blue eye's. "Your not hurt anywhere are you, princess flora?"
Flora's eye's flicked to her teacher's immediately. A small smile gracing her features seeing her lovely teacher's worry. "No need to worry, miss celia, thank you for asking~"
Before Celia could say anything more. A voice cut in like a sharpened blade.
"Ahem, I'm sorry for popping this ballon of warm sunshine. But damn, and i mean DAMN….this is one beautiful scene, lady's~, sooo, do you mind if i join?" He then pulled one lethal move no women would say no too.
THE ALMIGHTY PUPPY EYES!!
(A/n: Jokeess~(^_^)
They all turned there head's in sync towards the unknown boy's voice.
What came into all there view was literally....
Prince charming.
Though, if he heard anyone call him that just know. Y.O.U.R. F.U.C.K.E.D
Soon as there eye's met his, a light scent flowed into the nostrils making them....Y'know what let's just skip that~
They took note of his full frame: barefoot, wearing ragged slum clothes that still had there own charm on him somehow.
Noah had one hand in his pocket's, his other throwing up a pebble repeatedly. With that ever-so chessy grin on his face.
Flora's expression lit up instantly as she wiped her tear's a little. "Right, i forgot to introduce you to him. Ahem, everyone this is noah, the boy who saved me!"
The girls looked at her with confusion, their thoughts abruptly coming to a fat halt.
Then after a few seconds of silence, there immediate thoughts were, ' how is HE the one who saved YOU. He's just a kid?"
Christina rose to her full height, lifting her sister in the process, with her chin raised slightly. "Are you sure sister?"
However before flora could speak. Noah cut her off once again.
He threw the pebble high up into the sky—then got into a small bow of mock elegance, "I understand your doubts, princess christina. But I can put this on the kings name that I, alone, saved your sister~"
And like that pebble was a paid actor or something, it ended up back into his hand.
Gaining a slow "woah", from flora.
Roanna, who had also rose with christina after seeing Ms. Venessa alright, she narrowed eyes a little. A boat tun of suspension present in her tone. "Are you sure YOU'RE the one who saved her. Not anyone else?"
"I am very sure, blonde little girl~," he said with a "he he", when he finished. Clearly mocking the girl.
Before she could fry him with nonsense, Flora spoke up, much to Noah's amusement.
She made sure her voice could be heard clearly, "I'm sure aswell. He was the only one there when he took on my kidnapper's. I seen it after all. She paused, glancing around at them. "U-umm, maybe not all of it but i did see noah there." Her voice trembled at the memories that flooded her mind.
Christina felt that tremble. She stared at her sister with concern flashing through her eye's.
Ms. Venessa, who was still kneeling, glanced at him even more intently, the memory of the kick still fresh. " Well I sure believe you, kid. That kick packed a punch for a boy your age. Including your speed~"
Noah gave her that danzai deadpan look. "Appreciate the word's, Ms. Vanessa."
Christina frowned slightly. She was still finding it hard to believe him.
Understandable.
"....sigh." But she just shook her head with a small sigh dismissing the unnecessary issue for now.
She asked another question instead. A pretty dumb one at that~ "Do you live jn the slums?"
Noah eyes turned to hers in a slow manner. A glint of surprise flashing through them. 'Is....is she dumb?' He tilted his head little, the urge to actually ask consuming him, " Not to be a dick or anything. But....are you by any chance mildly blind?"
"Wait what!?"
"I meannn, don't you see my beautiful slum clothes?"
He opened his arm's a little wide, giving them a clearer view of his clothing.
Christina was dumbfounded, actually scratch that, all of them were dumbfounded.
Never in Christina's year's of life has anyone outright called her basically dumb.
And to add: also blind. What a seamless guy.
Her little ego was raging, boiling, flaring right now, which git the best of her, so she responded in kind. "H-how dare a—ehmm!"
Well tried to.
Flora who knew her sister better than any other person in this world, coved her mouth before she said something she'll maybe regret later. "Sister, he didn't mean to say it like that! Right Noah! Soo let's move from this, okay!?"
Tge one who started it just shrugged with his chessy grin back on his face seeing the first princess glaring dagger's at him.
She gave a "hmph!", as she looked away.
Celia observed the scene infront of her with a small sweat drop on her cheek, Vanessa and Roanna also in same boat.
Obviously they were offended hearing someone call there friend, and there future queen basically dumb, plus blind. But they still had a main mission to complete. And fast at that.
So celia did just that.
Reminding there two princess's about why they were here. With a CLAP!, she gained all of there attention.
"Sorry to interrupt, but we should get going to the castle gate's that aren't that far and inform his Majesty we have found princess flora~" She said smoothly in one breath.
They all nodded in agreement, noah being the only one who didn't.
He just yawned then turned and started walking towards the gate's not so far ahead.
Roanna chuckled lightly at his carelessness. "Seems he's in a hurry, huh?"
Since Vanessa was now sweet to walk, they all started joining behind noah, leaving a tiny distance's between them.
---
Five or so minutes later, they made it to the heavy iron gates, it's tall walls loomed behind them, it's massive size holding something special about it and casting a shadow over the stoney path.
Outside, standing by the gate in a fine, perfect line, with there armor gleaming from the slow sun setting, stood five tall guards, unease thick around them.
Yes, normally it'll be your normal two, but after the kidnapping king philip upped the security basically around the whole place.
Noah stood a few feet away from the group, relaxed, blank faced, with both hands now settling his pockets. His posture hadn't changed since his yap session with the lady's behind him. As a matter of fact the presence of armed guards made him feel what he loved most(after women of course).....adrenaline.
A smirk hidden from prying eye's twitched on his face, clearly showing signs of a person who deeply loves adrenaline like a women.
Put it like this: If someone from his world saw him right now? They would know that face almost instantly. That's If they knew what peak of an anime it was~.
(A/n: it's the face light Yagami makes when he's spazzing out)
Vanessa, stepped out from behind, swiping that smirk off noah's face in a millisecond, with his features slowly turning back.
All five guards who saw vanessa approaching them bowed in respect, a sign of her status in the kingdom.
The captain of the stationed guard's raised his head, his tone showing his utmost respect he had for her. "Hahaha Ms. Vanessa~, I see your back from your search. Have you brought good news?"
She got straight to the point. No dilly deli, nothing.
"I have indeed. Inform His Majesty that we have brought princess flora back safely. "
The captain without a moment's hesitation, ordered one of his men to inform his Majesty quickly.
He also opened the gate's letting them in with no problem's.
○__○
Okay, maybe only one problem, and that being his eye's never left noah when he opened the gate's.
He was obviously suspicious of him. Noah didn't scream noble after all.
His aura oozed with mischief.
And when noah walked pass—or we could say tried to cause captain dildo nose stopped him, putti g his hand all up in noahs face.
Which of course, made noah give him the bombastic side-eye of doom. "Y'know, it's pretty fucken rude putting your grubby ass hand's in someone's face."
His tone dripped with sharp coldness, his pupils slightly glinting gold.
Making the lady's Infront of him stop in there track's, and the gaurds who were also eyeing noah slowly moved there hands to their swords upon feeling noah's aura change.
The girl's quickly turned their head's to the commotion.
Even though Noah's word's were cold, the captain didn't back down, he stood strong, unflinching by noah's gaze. "Only noble's are allowed to step through these gate's. That, with only the king's permission. Same goes for commoners...."
Noah took a big humongous inhale, thinking to himself, 'Noah, he doesn't know you just saved THEIR princess from almighty doom. Noah, It's also understandable why he would act like this. So don't get mad. Reason with him. Or even better get the lady's too~'
He tried to reason with himself.
Tried not to get mad over something this tiny.
He didn't wanna ruin his plans because of this worthless fucken trans— ahem, gentleman.
He rubbed the bridge of his nose sighing through his nostrils. "Alright man, fair enough reason. Sigh~ Hey, flora can you pretty please do something before I—??"
He paused.
No, more like he got interrupted instead.
"Psst. Hey, did you just hear that filthy commoner disrespect the princess?"
That came from one of the Captain's men who whispered "super" quietly to the dude next to him. Even though he had a armor helmet on, he couldn't really hide the disgust in his eye's that peeked threw said helmet.
His buddy, or to be more persise: his number one dick sucker next to him nodded, "Heh, nothing escapes your ear's huh? But yeah, Your so right man, he's so disgusting for disrespecting the princess like that. How dare he right? If he did that to you? Just say the word and I'll be on it~" He whispered back.
Noah obviously heard them.
Bloody hell, you could say they were whispering into his ear too.
So he put on his gentlest smile ever, and looked passed the captain, his gaze locking on theirs almost immediately. "Da fuck did you just say nig—"
However, before he could ruin his whole life with one word.
Flora stopped him quickly.
Such a lovely princess~.
She stepped Infront of him surprising captain dildo nose, and his men.
Even though she was timid girl, she still locked eyes with the captain, her gaze not wavering one bit. "Umm captain sir, this boy is with me under my request. He is also my savior!" She said softly.
Silence.
An awkward one at that.
Vanessa, Celia, Rosanna, and Christina, not so far from them nodded before saying in unison. "She's right!"
Making the awkward silence it even more awkward for them.
So, as not to dig himself an even deeper grave, the captain cleared his throat and stepped aside, his pride visibly wounded. He gave Noah a sharp look, but his voice was now clipped and formal. "Understood. Proceed sir~"
Seeing the Captain's attitude do a full 180.
Noah gave him a mockingly slow bow, his lips twitching into that signature chessy grin again. "Why thank you, noble sir. May your helmet fall off in battle and your brain one day catch up~"
"Noah," Flora hissed under her breath, tugging on his shirt as she pulled him.
"My bad, my bad, " he whispered back, still grinning as he joined and followed the group into the royal grounds. "Couldn't help myself~"
He didn't forget to thank her and the other's too.
---
The grand throne room of Beltrum was steeped in stillness only found in the abyss.
King Phillip Beltrum 3rd sat high upon his throne, his head resting on one arm, with his gaze lingering low seemingly in deep thought. Though cloaked in royal colors, the weary slump of his shoulders gave away the truth—his heart had not rested since his second youngest daughter had been kidnapped.
'....flora. My dear daughter. Where could you be....?'
He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the throne rooms double door's open.
Creak!
A royal guard strode in, his armor clanking at every step he took. He dropped to one knee, as he got into his king's site, swiftly. "Your Majesty! Forgive the intrusion, but i bring important new—Princess Flora has returned!"
The words sent a joint of electricity through his brain.
King philip stood instantly, with his tone dripping with stone hard authority, making the gaurd shiver slightly. "Where is she?"
"She is on her way, Your Majesty. Alongside Princess Christina, Ms. Celia, Lady Roanna… and lady Vanessa!"
The king didn't halt his time for another second.
He made his way to meet them in person with the guard not far behind, leaving the throne room completely empty.
---
(Moments Later)
The ornate double doors of the castle opened, revealing the five young women in noble robe's, with one of them being in ragged but noble one's.
Their expressions softened with relief as they stepped through the door's.
And behind the young lady's—hands in his pockets like always, was Noah.
The king stood not far before them, his focus solely on one thing.
His daughter
"Flora!"
Philip descended before them without hesitation and enveloped his daughter in a tight embrace. His hands trembled as he touched her back.
"I....I thought I lost you," he whispered with softness only a father could have.
"I'm sorry for causing you worry, Father…" Flora murmured, burying her face into his chest. "But I'm here now~"
Tears gathered in her eyes again, and for a moment, the room held nothing but a father's love and a daughters happiness once again.
Everyone let them have there moment, smile's gracing there features as they felt love oozing off them. Other than noah, who stood there watching everything carefully.
"Tsk," he clicked his teeth lightly. Not out of annoyance or anything but out of....
---
When the moment quietly passed, Ms. Vanessa took a step forward, swiftly getting on one knee in the process. "Your Majesty… if I may…"
King philip looked up, slowly regaining his composure and aura. "Speak, Ms. Vanessa."
"We have returned your daughter safely, but not through our own strength. There is someone else you must thank..."
The king blinked. "Someone else?"
She nodded confirming he heard right, "Without this boy. " She pointed behind her and the other's. "Princess flora might never have made it back alive."
It was then that king philips eyes finally drifted past his daughter and to the quiet figure who stood in the back.
Seeing that he was now in the spotlight, he gave the king a lazy peace sign,(✌️), his expression still on the calm side.
"He was the one who found her. And from princess flora's information, Protected her, feed her, and kept her company with his family. " Vanessa said, still surprised at the explanation the princess gave her.
Though she held her respectful face on the outside.
Flora took her father's hand in a soft hold, lightly adding. "He was very kind to me, Father. Him and his family were. Even when they didn't have to be they still did anyway~"
King philip listened closely to both of them, he gaze shifting back and forth—he also was mildly surprised, the boy looked no older then his daughters, add that he also looked more like a misfit than a hero.
And yet… there was something in his stance even if relaxed, the king was noob to battle. So he felt like he was standing infront of something unshaken.
"...You wish for me reward him?"
"Yes!," Flora gleamed with more conviction than he expected.
He gave a nod. "Then so be it."
He looked to the guards. "Escort them further inside. And prepare the hall."
Then, casting one final glance at the slum boy who stood so casually in a royal castle, king philip muttered to himself—
"A slum boy who is the hero.… This should be interesting~"
Ol, it'll be interesting alright~.
---
An hour later.
Yup, a whole fucken hour later did they finally prepare the hall.
Noah had to wait. Wait for dumb people who moved slower then snails to arrive under the king's orders.
He had to indure it though, if not, then his whole: save princess, get reward plan would be in the air chirping and flying would the beautiful bird's above.
But even though Noah was getting bored, he still had one person who was helping with it: that being flora herself.
She kept him company through half of this hour like the nice princess she is.
She did many things with him. Like she showed him around, telling him story's about her life here and about the kingdom. Being a good listener, he listened closely to her every word, replying when need, asking his own question's when something peeped his curiosity from time to time.
And also, under flora's nagging, Noah had switched his clothes to a more stylish one, only cause if he didn't flora might of cried or kept nagging which would of done no good for noah in both scenario's.
He was fitted with a pretty sharp fit that even he had to admit looked good on him.
The new clothing styled perfectly with his white hair, and crimson eye's:
A plain black t-shirt with his ring necklace tucked under, black pants that had two medium sized lines that fitted his eye color, red. The pants bottem leg bits stopped just below his calves, perfectly.
Though he told flora this was enough, she said nope, and got him some sandals. Not the ugly one's grannys wear, noah would rather call them Shinobi one's.
Because they literally looked like shinobi sandals.
But do not cringe solider. Cause noah ain't putting those horrendous things near his feet.
He has already apologized to flora in his mind more then once, so he'll be alright. Maybe.
Remembering that entire scene once again, Noah couldn't help but shake his head with a sigh that came out like a chuckle.
"She really got me looking like a better version of boruto huh. I'm still confused as fuck on how she had the fit though. Was there a ninja here or maybe, another reincarnater like me?" His tone was low as he walked towards the throne hall.
Flora had to go get ready for the reward ceremony, with that snobby sister kidnapping her from Noah's side, leaving him to wait utterly alone.
"Haaa.... well if there is or it's just a coincidence. Then I'm sure I'll run into him/her one of these day~ "
As he got closer to the throne hall, a quiet thought struck him like a bolt of realization.
"right~, wasn't latifa also here?" He mutterd quietly as his hair bangs casted a shadow over his eyes. "Hold up... I already came to the conclusion that there'll be more people here then from what I have in my memory about the anime." He then halted two or so steps away from thrones hall.
A little, lovely realization flickering through his head once again. "Waait~ doesn't that mean...those dickheads are all here?"
A loud roar flowed through the throne door's smoothly.
"ALL RISE FOR PRINCESS FLORA'S SAVIOR!!"
Creeeck!
However, the roar, the crecks, the whispers, never once made noah snap out of his thoughts. Not even for a mere second.
Cause... having been with rio since he first got here, made him form a kinda brotherly bond with him. If not all of them.
What's even worse is that.... he knew rio's entire backstory. The pain, and rage from deep within him.
And guess what? That feeling he get's when he sees something that brings his forgotten feelings back. Yeaah~ that shit was coursing through his stomach right now.
Which either meant 1:DOOM.
Or 2: A game.
Before the doors fully opened noah silently called for limy, "limy~, buy me a aura skill will ya bud~"
[DING~ On it's way, master~]
[Categorie 2: Active Skill~Aura Perception: Detect and perceive the presence, strength, and emotional state of living beings through their aura.]
"Heh. Let's see if those cocksuckers are here to greet me~"
Number 2 it is.
---
When the throne door's smoothly flew wide opened, every single person present in the halls eyes glued to the figure that stood right outside.
The hall was quieter than usual, save for the muffled whispers of the gathered nobles and the faint echo of footsteps on the marble floor.
The whole royal family were seated in their respective thrones, with their eyes all focused on the young man who was just standing outside, and was now walking towards them.
King Philip was seated in his rightful place: In the middle, with his regal presence commanding respect from every noble present. The Queen, equally poised and elegant, sat by his side, her expression warm yet alert. Princess Christina, with her sharp gaze, sat next to the Queen, while Princess Flora sat to the left of her father, hands folded tightly on her lap, looking mildly timid but happy upon seeing noah.
(A/n: I know there's another princess, the youngest. But I couldn't find information on her. So let's just say she's a baby.)
In the presence of the king's authority, Noah remained unnerved as ever.
He stood tall with his usual calm and relaxed demeanor, his outfit a strange mixture of rebellion and style. Though he wasn't here to impress anyone nor take there compliments.
And certainly not from these stuck-up fucks.
If he had it his way, he would of kept on the slum clothes without a care, but obviously that didn't happen.
Standing not so far to the right of the king, was Vanessa Emerle, who kept her posture straight, and her face unreadable as her eyes briefly flicked over to Noah.
To his left side, lingered Celia Claire standing proudly with her family: her father Roland Claire, and her mother Monica Claire standing tall next to her with the same pride as there daughter.
Celia's calm demeanor and sharp intellect shone through as her eyes occasionally flicked towards Noah. She wasn't one for confrontation but was undoubtedly curious about this mysterious boy who had managed to save Princess Flora.
And....make her feel a type of way.
There was a long silence as noah finally stood infront if the royal family, with the weight of the moment hanging heavily in the air.
Then King finally spoke, breaking that heavy silence as his voice echoed with strong authority.
"So… I hear you're the one who saved my daughter? Is that true, young man?"
Noah remained unmoved by the king's gaze. He was use to people staring at him, use to their eyes that seemed to think they could intimidate him, as if the weight of their titles or their crowns meant something to spook him.
Laughable really~
With his hands stuffed in his pockets like always, with his gazed locked onto the kings with a deadpan expression, his thoughts shifting elsewhere for few seconds.
Only snapping back to reality when Flora shifted on her throne with a quiet worry in her gaze, almost as if she were waiting for something she didn't wanna hear. He briefly glanced at the Princess, catching the quiet worry.
He tilted his head, mildly confused. ' why she worried?'
Even though he was confused, he still responded, with his tone calm as the sea on a good day. "Yup. Just me. And only me~"
The King's eyes narrowed as he took in the boy standing before him more, a light thought passing through his head. 'No bow. Nor even a kneel?'
The king had felt something was different about noah when he briefly met him outside, he didn't bow then either, nor was he frightened by his aura. It was like he had the presence of someone who didn't care, someone who didn't seem to see royalty or noblemen as much.
As if he seen them like they were nothing.
'.... interesting~'
The king didn't seem to mind though, just finding it interesting is all.
"I see. I suppose you have a name?"
" You can just call me Noah~"
The king gave a samll nodd. He then moved to ask another question. "Noah, hmm. If you don't mind me asking, but What exactly happened during the rescue? Where are my daughter's kidnapper's now?"
Flora who was listening intently, flinched a little when she heard the word "kidnapper's". 'He.... is he gonna explain that whole thing!?'
Noah caught the light flinch, as when the king asked him to explain "that incident" his eye's shifted to her instantly. So naturally he caught the expressions, and body language she was letting off.
'I guess that explains the worry she had~'
With a sigh, the next word's he was about to speak were solely for her, and her alone.
"Floora, you chose what you wanna do. Cover your ear's, or if you wanna toughen up and listen, grip your father's hand for some comfort~"
His tone was soft, and gentle as his eye's met flora's.
He didn't out right tell her to cover those ear's or leave so she couldn't hear what he was about to say. He ultimately left it up to her.
Flora though surprised, thought hard about his options:
Will she face it so she can get over it?
Or will she cower in fear again letting it eat at her?
There was a long pause as everyone looked at princess flora, surprised at a boy calling there king's daughter by her first name. And not by "Princess ", And they were also curious about her choice noah layed out for her.
Noah's eyes twinkled like a mischief demon. That smug, entertained grin of his curled wider as if Flora had just agreed to burn down the whole kingdom with him.
He turned his gaze back to the king, smoothly saying.
"Oh, it was a bit of a messy story. So I do suggest covering all your ear's — especially your childrens~,"
He glanced around pointedly, his voice ringing clearly. Several nobles actually obeyed, shielding their kids ear's with unsure hands. Others just stared, not taking his advice for granted.
Not caring what-so-ever about them anymore, he glanced back at the king.
This time his word's for only king philip.
"His Majesty~, tell me. Would you like full the version? Or the short?"
King philip eyes his narrowed slightly . As if weighing the risks of hearing something indecent. But perhaps curiosity, or a king's need for clarity won out.
"...The full,"he said slowly.
Noah's smile sharpened.
"Good choice~"
He stepped forward, just enough to command the center of attention.
"Let's start with the first guy. The 'leader,'"he air-quoted mockingly. "Didn't last long to be honest~, One move and the guy's head was magically in my hand. Crazy huh, I wonder how that happened?~"
Whispers started flying left, right, and center. Gasps, gags, every gross sound you could think of flew around the hall.
"Then, we move to the second dummy. Now this guy. Man was he an absolute mess so i won't traumatize your ear's with his tragic death," Noah paused. Debating if he should keep the beans in the can. Or pop it open?
Sadly. The pop it open won without much thought.
"I change my mind, maybe your ear's would be enlightened by it~," Stretching lazily, he continued. "To put it short: I made him eat his wonderful guts like noble meals at 3.am. You's can picture the rest from there~"
Goosebumps scattered across everyone's body with some falling over, some tryna get the unholy image's out of there head's, and some founding it hard to breathe.
Cause it was the way he said it: like someone describing how they opened a jar of pickles.
More nobles turned pale.
And he swore a light thud came from one side. However the thought got thrown to fuck knows where, before he just continued.
"The last two tried to put up a fight like brave warriors! But ultimately failing at there duty~. One lost a leg in the battle. Dieing right after. The other... well, let's just say he tripped, fell, and his face found kissing the devils toes," He shrugged.
Then he paused and gave a thoughtful expression, as he strocked his chin.
Ding!
"Oh, shit! That's right. Puzzle aka dumbass three is inside of my good friend cubey~ you wanna see him, you're Majesty?"
He let tge last line hang heavy in air. As everyone was looking at him, pale, gagging, shocked, and wishing they never stepped foot in here with this demon!?
Celia was gagging as she covered her mouth with her hands, trying her hardest not to vomit on the throne hall floors.
The sisters had there ear's squished beneath their palms, with their eyes shut tightly.
A loooooong awarked silence loomed over the room.
Noah didn't interrupt, he let his story sink in, amusement lingering on his face as he watched the king unclinch his hands repeatedly, with unease flickering through his eyes as they narrowed. King Philip was trying to see if this young man was spouting nonsense or not.
One whole minute passed.
Then two.
And then three. Before his Majesty finally spoke. "....sure."
With a nod, he glanced his to both side line's. "Cove you're eyes~".
He casually waved a hand as if wacking a fly away. A little glow lightning up Noah's arm soon after.
The room fell silent seeing the cube come out of no where as the nobles exchanged uncomfortable glances. While Celia was the complete opposite. She was more amazed that noah did that without moving his lips, clearly showing he didn'tsay an incantation.
Though she to was disturbed like everyone else.
Even Vanessa couldn't help but look at Noah with wide eyes, unease floating inside them.
Though she was trying to maintain her stoic expression. Key word: Trying.
"Cubey~ my man, do me a solid and let that puzzle piece out~"
The cube glowed once again, as it's beautiful blue reflected off Noah's stunning face.
Whoooosh!
Thud!!
A haft dead man plopped out of the cube, his face filled with small cuts as he hit hard on the red carpet. One could boldly say: He looked like a broken puppet. His body limp, and his eyes once filled with color; now just pitch black. Though he did seem awake, but his body wouldn't move, or be exact his command he had vanished.
Noah foot kicked his head lightly, his tone dripping with coldness aswell as his eyes. "Dumbass~, your in the presences of your king so i do recommend getting on your knees before I break them~"
The thug trembled under his word's. And like a switch on a toy, he got on his knees quickly with his forehead pressing the ground.
Everyone, and I mean everyone looked at him with disbelief. Taking in the guy's state and letting the image float around there heads. A long silence following again.
King Philip stared at Noah, and noah stared back. All could clearly see the flicker of surprise passing through there kings gaze.
Underneath, or pass the surprise, he was also clearly trying to understand the boy standing before him.
Was he a threat? Or was he an allie?
Noah, in turn, remained unfazed, his face deadpan as ever. If one didn't miss the amusement in those eyes of his that is~
"Now speak."
The thug trembled again. So with all his energy, he screamed. "HIS MAJESTY! PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR WHAT I DID—!!"
BAM!!
The thug got the absolute air kicked out of his lungs as noah stood iver him. He watched as he held his gut tightly, trying to get all the air he could back inside his lung's.
His eyes widened as he glanced up a little.
"No, no, no, you're doing it all wrong, my guy, You don't ask for forgiveness, hell no, you ask for death instead~"
He quickly removed his eyes off of noah's figure then got back to it instantly.
With his tone a mixture of categorie: despair and madness. He yelled. No, he screamed in one full breath till his lungs wanted him to stop. Which he wouldn't: Because noah somehow broke him~
"URGH! AHHHH!! HIS MAJESTY! KILL ME! END ME! TAKE MY HEAD! ANYTHING!! JUST KILL ME!! END ME!! END ME!! KILL ME!! C'MON KILL ME!! KILL ME!! KILL ME!! KILL ME!! KILL ME!! C'MON!! DIDN'T I TRY RAPE YOUR DAUGHTER!!? HAHAHA THAT'S RIGHT!! EXECUTE ME!! SOMETHING!! JUST TAKE ME AWAY FROM THIS DEMON IN SKIN!!!—!!"
BANG!!....BANG!!...BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!
Then he snapped, or he already did but this time physically. The sound of the thug's skull slamming into the red carpet echoed like a drumbeat of madness across the throne hall.
Blood smeared across the royal carpet with each impact, staining the once-pristine crimson into a grotesque mess.
Flora and her sister tightly closed there eye's, well there hands tightly clamped over there ears which didn't help much cause they could still faintly hear.
Every noble present either did the same, gagged some more, gasped, looked away, and most definitely making sure there children did the same as there two princess's.
The royal guard's looked visibly surprised as there hands tightened around there sword halts, with there gaze locked onto the broken man next to him. There disgust was evident on there faces when they watched the man beside Noah.
The queen has a hand over her slightly opened mouth clearly disturb and shocked.
Her husband was tailing just behind her as he still held his gaze with noah briefly flicking back & forth between noah and the broken dude next to him. Can't forget that he was also enraged at the man's shameless words.
Celia looked away after just a few seconds of watching, obviously a little, if not super scared at the scene right now.
As noah continued to wait he was slowly getting a little annoyed.
So he did what he would do when annoyed.
Make whatever's annoying him eat the meal called: The shut the fuck up special~.
Step!
The thug stopped half way through another skull slam as the step caught his attention. But he was already to late.
There was no saving unc now.
He put his foot under the guy's gut—then he performed a soccer move called—keepie uppie. A big, hard one at that.
(A/n:Pause....)
Then with elegance that shouldn't exist he showed off a little: By performing a jumping 360 roundhouse.
Which landed cleanly to it's mark, sending him flying towards the throne door's at breath taking speed.
Swooooooosh!!
BANG!!!
This all happened in more then 5 second's. To the unexperienced people it looked flashy.
But to the experienced people: It looked deadly.
Leaving everyone shocked once again at the sheer audacity of this boy.
They gazed at the thug who was knocked out. His body soon absorbed back inside cubey under the watchful eye's of everyone.
Noah smiled a little, knowing the king would be forced to process everything he had said, and done. The nobles were still in a state of shock. Some still looked visibly disturbed, while a few looked like they might be sick from re-eating there vomit no stop.
But Noah couldn't have cared less about what happened or what they thought of him.
'I'm sure they're all thinking I'm some bloodthirsty demon incantation or worse... a crazy bastard. '
Noah's voice cut through the silence once more.
"Anyways, I'm done with all this questioning now. It was a job well done, haraay. If you want the details, well, you're welcome to ask someone else but me cause i've got more important things to do, like... leaving. So, what's the deal with my reward, your majesty?"
There was a long pause before the King responded
"You are quite... something, aren't you? I suppose I'll have to get used to that."
Despite the kings initial wariness, he seemed to be slowly coming to terms with the situation.
The king thought for a while, his hand stroking his chin like a geezer deep in thought.
○__○
I mean.... he is a geezer. Just not moldy, crusty, musty, like those wrinkled ancient OGs.
The silence stretched a bit too long for Noah's liking.
So, of course, he opened his mouth again.
"Yo, old man. You're not planning on paying me with, like, a dumb "thank you, sir hero", card and a pat on the head, are you?" Noah called out lazily, as he covered his big yawn.
A few nobles twitched at his blatant disrespect.
But non of them spoke up....or so you would think.
A sharp voice rang out, calm yet stern—cutting through the tension like a sword drawn from its sheath.
"Such insolence in the presence of His Majesty… You dare speak so flippantly, boy?"
All heads turned as a tall man stepped forward from beside the throne—his neatly kept golden-blond hair gleaming under the hall's chandeliers, his emerald eyes unwavering. Alfred Emerle, captain of the Royal Guard and the king's sword, radiated knightly decorum and old-school pride.
(A/n:Didn't know what his hair color was. So it's blonde. Nor his eye color)
But Noah?
Noah yawned again just to be petty. "Oh? Did the décor start talking? My bad, I didn't realize the shiny statue could speak~"
A few muffled gasps escaped from the nobles. With venessa glaring dagger's at his soul.
Alfred's brow twitched slightly, not fully expecting the boy to reply. "Watch your tongue, child. This is not some alleyway slum, nor a playground. You stand in the royal court~"
"And you stand there like a pissed-off mannequin," Noah replied with a lopsided smirk. "Relax, Captain Sparkles. I'm just tryna leave quickly so I can eat something and get back to my lonely chicken's ~"
Alfred took a step forward, hand lightly resting on the hilt of his sword—not drawn, but just enough to raise the tension.
Noah noticed, of course. "Ohhh, you gonna draw that, or are you shy? No shame man, happens to a lot of guys your age. Sword performance anxiety and all, y'know?"
Even the king was blinking in disbelief now. So was his wife.
And alfred's sister.
"Noah!"Flora gasped, pulling a shushing motion towards her unfiltered savior.
Alfred narrowed his eyes, with him still radiating calmness. "You mock honor and decorum as though they are beneath you?"
"No," Noah casually stretched as he continued. "I mock the idea that people with power think it they could spook a weak person~"
Then, he smiled wide.
"Tell you what, Alfie. If you're feeling that offended, how about a duel? You and me. No titles, no nothing. Just your sword, and my foot, aiming to stomp you out."
Drip....
Which was followed up by the hall exploding into hushed murmurs.
But Alfred didn't react.
Instead, a small smirk curled on his lips. "You amuse me, boy."
And with a knight's grace, he bowed slightly—not to Noah, but to the king.
"I'll leave the judgment of this mouthy mongrel to His Majesty."
Then he stepped back in line, posture as perfect as ever.
The same couldn't be said for noah though.
That word. That ugly word this shiny fuck said made him freeze....
You could call him anything like a monster, a Demon, a devil, a psycho, but you shouldn't really call, "Me? A mongrel?"
○__○
Heeh~
Swooosh!
---
End
(A/n: I know alfred wasn't originally the captain of the Royal guard's at first. But it'll be explained in later chapters. Also if I missed anything let me know in the comments. Thank you.)