Claiming Lucian (Let there be light and Let there be Darkness) Yaoi Book 1 and 2

48: More than Just a Toy

"He is now known as Sin Klepton, the cursed taker of souls," Lucius ended in a soft tone.

He shut the book with one hand.

The older sibling was flabbergasted by the sparkling eyes of the young Prince, who was staring at him in astonishment under the comforting thick sheaths of the bed.

Every corner of this place, and even in every nook and cranny, showed the perfect painting of royalty and grace. I didn't know much about the ancients, but their race must hold a lot of power if they can still live in opulence while the rest of the world thinned to ashes.

"Read it again onii-chan!" Lucian demanded.

Lucius rubbed his nape with a frustrated expression smacked on his face before sighing and putting the book under the bed.

"The young Prince must get a good night's sleep and besides; I don't think this story is appropriate for a bedtime story. I'll borrow a nice book from the library to read it to you, alright?"

I agree with this overprotective, over-loving, over-the-edge, and overly obsessive older brother. I had been hearing the same story over and over again and I was sick of it. It was like eating nuts every single meal that I lost my nuts from having too much of it.

The young Prince shook his head vehemently and disapprovingly. He stood up on his bed to protest with an upset pout on his reddened face. He was already donned in a white robe that made him appear like a real doll. If anyone made a doll after his looks many children would have demanded their parents to have one.

I just hope that the geezer wouldn't take an interest in him. With the rigid security around the Prince, I doubt he'd even get close to him or let alone have his eyes set on him.

Glad I was just a creepy-ass toy that looked like it could kill but was considered Chou Kawaii from the most adored and protected person in this concealed kingdom.

"I'm not sleepy and so is Sin," he explained before picking me up and showing me to his brother.

I didn't sleep but meh, whatever. Do whatever you wanna do Lucian; I doubt you'll look bad anyway. Even if you stabbed an innocent man with a flowery smile; had his blood stain your hair and robe, and boogie around his corpse while summoning creatures from an otherworldly dimension, the innocent man would still get the blame. He'd get sentenced to another ghastly death for no reason, mutilated, and be ridiculed until he was reincarnated and hunted down by Lucian fanatics. In short, the Prince would still be the innocent honey bee being cooed and praised by everyone and I'll be rooting for him. Fuck justice.

Lucian would make an adorable stinging and murderous cutie pie.

Wouldn't you agree?

Lucius glared at my existence and was close to snatching me from Lucian's tiny and fragile looking hands. I had no reservations that he had been wishing to bury me halfway across the world just to keep me away from his precious little brother.

Hey, maybe I guessed his thoughts right.

I'd bury myself too and just hope to be reborn into a hot smoking beast but because of some fuckery done to me, I was stuck to being this...cursed looking toy that can bite someone's dick off at the slightest provocation.

"I dislike the books from the library that okaasan had read to me," Lucian explained.

Lucius leaned forward and reached out to lift Lucian by his armpits and sat him down on his lap.

"And why is that Tesoro? Isn't it nice reading happy endings?" the older brother questioned.

The Young Prince lowered his head before looking up to his brother with sad eyes that could hit any cold-blooded bastard in the gut of guilt. "Those books only tell the happy endings for ancients, but how about the people outside of this refuge-are they getting happy endings?"