1. The Prince Part 2


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, Romance, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: Prince of Darkness, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    Dining Table Bryce stared at his large plate of food as he thought about what had happened earlier, he didn’t know how to feel, he knew he had enjoyed it, but knew it wasn’t something his family would approve. -Bryce, you haven’t eaten anything- said Iona Ayton, Bryce’s mother. She was a very beautiful woman, given her stunning honey colored eyes, and her coal black hair. She was wearing a long red dress with gold embroidery. -Let him be mother, he’s obviously thinking about what he’s going to do once he enters the battlefield- said Cyril before he took a bite out of a chicken leg. The candle lights that illuminated the dining room made Iona’s preoccupied expression look even worse. -What do you mean by entering the battlefield? – asked Iona with a terrified expression. -It means exactly what it’s supposed to, Bryce is going to war- said Cyril before taking a drink of wine out of his golden goblet. Iona dropped her silver fork as tears began to fill her angered eyes. -I will not allow my youngest son to go to war- said Iona angrily. -It’s been decided mother, he will fight alongside me- said Cyril calmly. -No, my husband is already gravely injured, and now, you want to take your only brother to gamble with his life- said Iona with frustration as she stood up. -That is the law of true men- said Cyril as he tidily placed his silverware next to his empty plate. –We gamble our life every day in order to protect what we love the most- said Cyril as he got up. As Iona was about ...
    to speak, Bryce stood up. -Mother, don’t shed anymore tears because of me. I was the one who decided to go, I want to protect my home and my family- said Bryce as he walked towards his mother and got on his knees in front of her. –So please, give me your blessing- said Bryce as he looked at his mother. Iona hesitantly placed her hand on Bryce’s head as she recited a prayer silently. -Promise me you won’t die- Iona pleaded. -I promise mother- said Bryce as he stood up. -Perfect, tomorrow you’ll get to meet the army- said Cyril as he left the room. Iona wrapped her arms around Bryce, and held him as close to her as possible without squeezing him to hard. She caressed his hair as tears ran down her face. -My dear child…-said Iona. Morning Bryce woke up to the ever bothersome sound of knocking on his door. He was about to get up and open the door when he noticed he was completely naked. He covered himself with his silk bed sheets and sat up. -Come in- yelled out Bryce. The door opened and Fenton entered the room, followed by two large men carrying one large crate each. Fenton pointed towards an empty spot on the floor, and the two men placed the crates there. -Thank you- said Fenton with a captivating smile as the men left the room. Fenton closed the door and looked over at Bryce, who had a confused look on his face. -Sorry for waking you, and for entering your chambers this way, but your brother, prince Cyril, ordered me to get you fitted in to your armor- said Fenton nervously. ...
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