He has considered himself a person with higher level bad luck, he has always failed, hurt, and ended up in the worst situations. And this time he had not been wrong, he was reborn, no, excuse me, transmigration between bodies. That could be the most direct term for what was happening now.
He was lying down on a huge bed, with big pillows, and fabrics so soft that they would cost more than his office worker's salary. He observed his surroundings, and what he regretted most was that he did not know where he ended up, he had read so many novels in his life, that he expected to end up in the worst of all, being the villain.
Although that would be impossible, he was unlucky, and getting stuck by a fruit pit was just a complete exception to his life. That unfortunate event would have happened to anyone. Oh that's what he thought, except that now the person entering his room was this character's older stepbrother, who was definitely obsessed with him.
What was this family called? Stroian? Stroniam? Stronimadius. It was that, so we assumed that the young man in front of him was Oscar of Stronimadius, son of the most influential dukedom in the empire, and he was the murderer in every way of the royal family, when the same royal family, in order to take control, kidnapped him.
It ends too badly, especially because the brother, that is, Samuel Stronimadius, has chosen to abandon the family, due to his brother's high security, this ends in death with the imperial family, and his brother goes crazy because of the inhuman love he has had for the son of the man who saved him.
He looked at the man in front of him, tall, with tan skin, a firm face, and that look of obsession towards him, although no lie he completely loved this character, but his priority was to live, and avoid the death of everyone. He wanted to live comfortably with money. If he has traveled like this, it is better than nothing.
"Samuel, is something wrong?" Oscar whispered, caressing my hair, it was a gentle touch, almost like that of a butterfly, as if he was afraid of damaging it.
"I'm fine Oscar, it was just a nightmare."
My voice came out calmly, I couldn't blame him, for the moment he would avoid spitting his own blood, and not provoke the royal family, let alone play heroes, if he simply kills them, let them kill them, not him. He just needs money, food and to live comfortably, so he won't escape from the Stron family.
Damn the name lasts so long, it's exhausting, it only lasts Stron. Although if he observed his brother closely, he did not behave like any brother, he began to notice things in the room, such as two desks, two men's clothes, and many other details. He felt his skin crawl, he hoped it hadn't come in the part of the novel, where Samuel tries to take his life in the lake, to avoid the gossip from home.
"Samuel…why?"
Because…what?
"Why did you jump into that lake? Isn't what I give you enough? Do you hate being my lover so much?" Oscar whispered with a pain, which should not be real in the voice of a human.
"I fell."
"What?"
"I fell, I was so busy chasing something that I didn't notice the sister lake." I spoke calmly, I still remembered part of the novel, Samuel had decided to commit suicide because of the gossip around him, and he had decided to commit suicide in the lake, but he couldn't, then they continued arguing, fighting, to the point of getting so far away that the imperial family took Samuel hostage, and granted him the death he asked for.
But he wasn't the real Samuel, and he didn't want to die.
"Samuel…You shouldn't chase things and forget your surroundings, it scared me too much, especially when one of the guards arrived with you all wet."
"I'm fine brother, I'm here now."
"You are my world Samuel" Oscar's voice sounded deep, strong, but with a touch of warmth and absolute affection towards him.
I was envious of the original Samuel, I was also angry at him, leaving Oscar alone, letting him fall into madness, and end up dying. He did not want the same thing, he would give anything for Oscar to live, especially because unlike Samuel, he did know Oscar's life, from his abandonment, fighting, war and losses.
She stretched out her hand towards Oscar, who was surprised but leaned towards her, his face fell into that hand, the touch gave him a current between them, he wanted to take everything that Samuel abandoned, and that was Oscar, his home, his entire body, he would not let his favorite be abandoned.
Oscar leaned down, touching his lips with his, it was clear that Samuel had stopped doing that, because of Oscar's desperation, he surrendered to that kiss, even if he wasn't that hateful guy, he would be everything Oscar wanted from Samuel.
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He became Samuel in every way, and Oscar was happy, the only problem with this happiness was the constant letters from the prince to his table, which were burned, cut, even made into confetti, he didn't care at all.
His loyalty was to Oscar, to no one else.
He looked at the enormous church in front of him, they had been so busy in their surroundings, and in the duchy, that he did not remember that this part of the novel, the prince is forced to marry the villain, because he disgraced her, which is true, the bastard deceived her and then blamed her for crimes that although he did do, but did not do others. Power of his sweet girl, being judged so that the idiot face, would get his way.
He saw how everyone looked at him, well he didn't blame them, he was wearing a somewhat feminine outfit that Oscar gave him, and his hair was better, neat, long and perfumed. She wasn't ashamed of her appearance, especially since Oscar loved her every night. The other thing was Oscar's hand on her lower back, firm and confident, it was known that by this moment, their relationship was complete confirmation.
Even though he abandoned the record as Oscar's half-brother, rejoining as Duchess, Oscar's male wife, it had been less than a scandal on levels beyond what was expected. Even in other empires they talked about this, even in the smallest kingdom, but no one said anything, because Oscar had threatened to cut off supplies to any place if they dared to say anything about his marriage.
Their wedding was private, with friends and servants who have cared for and loved them for a long time, in a temple outside the large churches of the city. He looked at the image in front of him in this church, he smiled sweetly at the memory.
On their wedding day, white doves perched around their church, butterflies inside their church dancing, it was perfect in its own way. And he felt that the lord blessed his marriage in his own way, he has always made it clear in their lives that whoever judges him will only be his lord, and Oscar has learned the same.
He leaned towards the image of his lord, and smiled, excited to be in front of his magnificence again, but now, he had to win a war within this church, and that was the constant gaze of the prince, and the irritation of the empress.
She slid gracefully among the people of the Church, towards her husband, but before she could take Oscar's hand, the prince had taken her wrist in front of everyone, his eyes reflected sadness, absolute and deep sadness, he looked at his hands trembling slightly, as if he wanted to cry, as if he wanted to collapse in that place. Oscar soon appeared at her side, both of them looking at each other firmly.
"Your Highness, why do you take my husband in such a rough manner?" Oscar asked.
"Sir Oscar, allow me Sir Samuel…, I want to speak to my friend one last time." The Prince asked.
"Prince, it is not Sir Samuel, it is Duchess, or Lady Stron, I am the duchess of the Stronamadius house."
"Excuse me Lady Stronamadius, allow me some time, of course, if the duke is willing."
I exchanged glances with Oscar, but he looked at me waiting for my response. I looked at the prince, his eyes were a plea, his body said he would collapse at any moment.
"Okay, five minutes, and my husband should be a few meters away."
"Of course".
As we headed to a place apart from the cathedral, I observed the empress following us, but she kept her distance; As soon as we were alone the prince looked at me with teary eyes.
"Why did you marry him?"
"Why did you swear to love me, and now you do this?"
"It's because I didn't give you the position of princess consort, you know my mother wouldn't approve, Samuel, have you hurt me deeply?"
Oh my god.
Samuel, you fucking idiot. You had an affair with the crown prince, and you decided to be his lover, this was not in the novel, this definitely was not in the novel, I look at the prince, who was crying calmly, as if the loudest possible noise could give them away.
Samuel and the prince loved each other. Possibly the death was the empress's fault, even worse..., the prince did not choose Samuel, he chose the kingdom, his mother, Oscar risked everything, and protected him from everything, Samuel, you really are pathetic. I take a deep breath and look at the prince, yes Samuel, you are his lover, but the prince is not my lover, he is not this soul's.
"Your majesty the prince, you pushed me away, you harmed me, you did not give me my place at your side, nor did you risk anything, I only hope that I was your lover. Oscar, on the other hand, gave everything for me, fought with everything, and dared to protect me beyond simple words. Oscar loves and protects me, takes care of me, and never denies me."
"I love you".
"That's not enough, love and protection must go together, so your majesty, please be happy with the crown princess, and..., don't touch Oscar, because you wouldn't really like the other side of me."
He walked towards the empress, who looked at him without a hint of emotion, but she was a person who has lived in so many bodies, in so many situations, that it was nothing new. So when he looked at her, he could only tell her what he wanted to tell her about the other world.
"Your hatred for my mother is great, that you cannot see beyond that hatred, your life and the life that will follow you will be one of misery. Your majesty, my mother was not to blame for being the great love of your majesty, and now, what she is doing is her same story, but with her son. That is why we chose the Stronmadius rather than the imperial family."
Without saying more, I walked past Oscar, but I was able to turn slightly when I saw the empress crying, and her son too. It was the same story, an unrequited love, an obligation and a life of regrets.
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That night was a holiday, but both Oscar and I had to talk about the prince's situation. Oscar looked tense, and he was nervous, as soon as we got to our room and the servants from the entire area were dispatched, he turned to Oscar to clarify the situation.
The latter, on the other hand, threw herself on him kissing him, he was surprised by that, but soon she hugged him, she hugged him with all her being, she did not want to leave him, she did not want to argue with him, so she let herself be taken by her husband, who between sweet caresses began to untie his clothes, his clothes disappeared and the heat of the room appeared, he loved Oscar, he loved him.
They were both madly in love, and absolutely nothing else mattered other than the two of them, any past would erase it, Samuel would not return, he would make sure of that.