His Shield and His Sword (BoyxBoy)

A red haired assassin in a Purple Room

Authors note: Bear with me here haha, I know this is a VERY introductory chapter which is also kinda long but don't get put off by it. Lmoa, trust me a looooot more drama is introduced with the addition of one of the main characters in chapter 2 ;)  

-Also for those re-reading who already know who all the characters in the above photo are, this is why Emery is glad he's not on the purple team-

They were staring at me through the rain their expressions a mix of fear and hatred. I stared down at the blood on my hands, my entire body felt like it was almost ready to give way. One of them stepped forward, one of the people who I had once considered a friend. When he spoke his voice was hoarse. I could tell he was trying to keep it from shaking.

"H-He....loved you." He finally managed to say, the words came out breathless and I could see the tears welling in his eyes. "He loved you and you did this to him...to us...how could you? You were our friend Nicky. " I wanted to tell them it's not what is seemed like....that I really had loved him, never for a moment had I faked it. I wanted to tell them why-

....I couldn't....I would end up dead that way too.

'Well he's not our friend any more." Another figure, another person I once held dear came at me now and through the sheet of rain I could see he held a knife. I shut my eyes. I deserved this. My mind went back now...back to the first day of many that had changed my life. What had led up to this moment? What had caused this?

I stood there in the large empty banquet hall, one of 50 men. We were each dressed in the pure white linens that we had been given to change into before entering. A woman stood before us. She was about 40 or 50 and was dressed in blacks and dark greens, her graying brown hair was braided around her head in the custom of virgin maidens before they were married which I couldn't help but find odd. The woman stepped forward, her mouth drawn into a thin line, and simply stood there for a moment before she finally spoke.

"Congratulations gentlemen. You all clearly know what being here means." She smiled now though it did appear vaguely forced. "It is quite the challenge to get here. You all had to face numerous tasks, tests of strength, agility, intelligence, beauty. There were thousands of other men like yourselves all desperately attempting to make it here...to this place where you now stand. There are 50 of you but at the end there can be only five. Only five of you can become the new kingsmen when prince Mikhos finally takes the throne. You will be required to be both his advisors and his guards, you will accompany him to his events and duties and keep him safe along with making sure his every desire is met. You will be both his protectors and his hands, his shield and his sword. You must serve him until either you or he departs this world as a bride would to her husband. You are the best in the kingdom, the best in your countries, the tournaments proved that. These next four months will allow us to pick the best among you. Over the following weeks some may be asked to leave, others may give up and some may even lose their lives in the enduring training ahead. Of the final trainees who make it to the end...the final five at the top of the class will be selected. You are about to be given your rooming assignments now. You were each given a number upon entering. Go when your number is called." Without skipping a beat she began to list them off. "Group A, the Red room will consist of numbers 21, 32, 11, 4..." Her voice drowned out to me. The thing was, I wasn't like the other men here. I wasn't here to serve the prince, I hadn't gotten here by my pure cunning and strength. I was a cheat, I was a liar, I had been planted here. The plan was simple, some strings would be pulled, I would work hard, then I would become a kingsman. In that position I would be closer to the prince then anyone, I would have his absolute trust. That's when I would kill him. The prince would die and the true king would finally be able to take the throne. Ah yes, the true king...Edgar. He had been the King's brother, he was the one meant to inherit. Then the current King, Thomados had framed him for treason against his father (the king at the time) and had tried to have him killed. Edgar had just barely escaped, he lost an eye fleeing. Ever since then he's been building up his army from the shadows, building up his power. Now it was at it's height. I would be sent in and assassinate the crown prince...the only prince. With this being done the entire kingdom would be thrown into chaos. The King's health was declining and though there had been no official statements made everyone knew he only had a few months to live. When he died we would take out his only heir. The kingdom would be thrown into chaos and Edgar would have the perfect opportunity to come forward and take back the crown-