(Requested)

he's an asshole but i give the people what they want ehehe

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Angry stomps and shouts could be heard within the throne room, far past anybody's curfew. The hellish clanks of armor against armor and things being thrown was too unbearable for any of the other council members to stay with the two figures pacing along the area of the space.

"I'm telling you, this is wrong, Kasef!" The crown prince only grumbled, chucking a small figurine across the room, balling up his fists. His expression showed malice, yet hurt. Furrowed eyebrows and a sneer was all Prince Kasef wore that night, and he didn't plan on dropping it soon.

"I don't know why you never trust me! This is for us! This is for the kingdom, (Y/N)! It's for my dad!" The figure opposite to him sighed and snapped back, shouting their fury across the board.

"I know! You think that I don't?" they retorted, eyes wild with caged rage, "I know more than anybody!"

"Oh yeah," the boy snorted back, mimicking their voice, using his hand as a puppet to deliberately clown their sentences. "Sure you do, (Y/N). Sure you do! You haven't had to rule a kingdom, you aren't the one who almost lost your father. And you sure aren't the one in charge of this! I am!" After that, the room went silent as (Y/N) stood there in silence, chest heaving up and down with hefty, held-in explosions of narratives and words that they wanted to say, but just didn't have enough energy left to exert it.

"Kasef." Their voice trembled, every last ounce of raw emotion pouring into his name. "Please, don't go. Don't side with Viren, I'm begging you. You don't know what's going on." They felt small sobs crawl up their throat, tears on the verge of spilling out. When the prince saw this, he felt a tiny bit of regret. Yet even that was overpowered by his desire, his strive for power and what he believed to be justice. And out of all the words, the nasty, the lighthearted, even the dirty, he chose just one simple denying phrase. It ended it all.

"No."

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"Kasef. Please, don't go. Don't side with Viren, I'm begging you. You don't know what's going on." I felt a tension build in my chest, my heart breaking into two pieces. Two jarred, uneven pieces with shards splitting apart and sticking to my flesh. God, this was so stupid. He wasn't who I knew now. The death of his father impacted him too much. He was too blind.

I saw the regret tainting his angered features. The quivering bottom lip, the way his eyes drooped down when he saw me crying. I thought it would be enough to persuade him from doing something that risked his own life, the future of the kingdom. But his pupils broke away from my expression and he turned his back on me.

"No." Tears started to finally leak out, spilling down my cheeks, contaminating the fine carpet that was rolled across the clean stone-paved floor. He was so stubborn. So stupid, naive, not able to see the true face of things. He couldn't see me weep in front of him

"Kasef-"

"It's King Kasef to you." Every last but of my mortality had been used up. I was tired of holding back, tired of trying to convince him using my proper words. I wanted to hit him, slap his face and rattle his mind enough to set him straight again. But I knew that wasn't the way to convince him.

"I'm trying to help you. I know that you're trying to avenge your father, to defend and protect your people. You're a good man, but what is getting in the way of that is your stubbornness and inability to listen to others. We are people too, and we deserve the same amount of respect that you've give to any other individual. No matter the rank, the mindset, we need to act humanely. And I don't see a very good example standing in front of me right now.

"I am the one wearing this band, the royal ring, a match to yours, upon my left hand. I agreed to become your fiancee because I fell in love with a man who knew discipline, how to treat others. You were a blessing to me, someone who really understood me and cleared a path for me, as well as his people. Your father, King Ahling did not raise you to be some tyrant who ruled with an iron fist. You do not force your people into submission.

"You do not control your people, Kasef. Just because some blood flows within you, doesn't mean that you are allowed to strip them of their homes, and throw them into a battlefield. You're about to sacrifice everything for what? A chance of victory to feed your lust?" I stared at him with a glaring intensity.

"A King that fails to consider his people is no King of mine." His nostrils flared as he heard this, the initial surprise now blown over with temperament.

"Then I won't be your King. I am a King of strong leaders, and there is no time for weakness in the kingdom. Not now, in the midst of a great war, a battle that could define humankind for centuries to come." I shook my head in disbelief, utterly shocked by how far he's gone into this.

A wilting feeling came upon my chest, spreading through my body, forcing my feet to go forwards, closer to him. I felt guilty. Guilty that I couldn't stop him, or that I couldn't save him from Viren and his manipulation. I finally reached my destination right in front of Kasef. Looking up, my eyes had no glimmer like it used to. The fire had long died out in the midst of the argument.

I placed a hand on his chest, my head bowed down, feeling his heartbeat. I concentrated, clenching my jaw, curling my fingers as they slid down the firm leather tunic he wore. The first sob finally came out. It felt broken and wrong. Everything did, at that moment. I was weak when it came to him. He really did feel like my missing piece. My voice cracked as another sound gurgled out from the back of my throat. The prince tensed up, trying to figure out what to do. I've never cried in front of him until now.

"(Y/N)-" He was panicking, trying to fight his feelings while thinking about the heated debate we just had.

"You're such an idiot, Kasef. Why do you have to do this to my heart?" I felt a warm hand envelope mine, and a pair of lips pressing on my palm. My arms wrapped around his torso, squeezing him tightly. The Prince of Neolandia brought a hand to my face, rubbing his thumb across my cheek, fingers lightly lacing themselves in my hair. I sighed shakily, still trying to control the waterworks pouring out of my eyes.

"(Y/N)." Hearing my name come out of his mouth just made me even more emotional. I didn't know why, at the moment, but just the relief of him recognizing me was more than enough. I didn't feel worthy to be in his arms, to be where I was. Still, I thought I was making the right decision. I knew him and his ways, how far he would go to win, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

"You're so selfish. Why would you risk yourself, why trust Viren?" I whispered, clutching the fabric of his clothes, feeling his bare arms against my neck, muscles tensing as he smoothed circles onto my back. "Why would you do all of this?"

"For everyone. But I'd do even more for you."

"But I'm asking the exact opposite, Kasef!" I exclaimed, my tired eyes bearing into his, "I want you to protect yourself for once, to not trust people so easily! I want you to understand that power is not everything! Yes, Katolis is one of our most powerful allies, but you have to understand that the kingdom itself is, but their ruler is corrupt!" He hesitated to respond, unsure of what to say.

"Please, don't go to this war. We can make peace, Kasef, please." He pulled back slightly, and my heart was beginning to break even more. His auburn irises shone with a thin film of water, nearing the breaking point with lips curved into a pitiful smile.

"I love you, (Y/N)." I gave one last sob before kissing him, my hands cradling his head, my whole world in the grasp of my arms. Our bodies pressed against each other and I could feel his chest shake with forced down cries. Yet again, he wanted to be strong. Kasef's hands were positioned at the small of my back, gently grabbing and holding me tight.

Once the kiss broke apart, we embraced each other for a very, very long time.

But no matter how long I wanted to stay with him, to grip my world, I felt like this was the end.

I begged you and cried for you. I wept and sobbed at the news of your death, though I had knew it all along. Your fate was inevitable, Kasef. No matter how much I wanted you here, you didn't listen. You're the most stubborn, arrogant, and selfish man I've ever met. I didn't agree with your ruling style a bit, and called you an idiot in front of you. You correct me every time when we're in front of guests, to say your proper title.

But I just can't help but keep loving you. For your never ending affection towards me, and the respect you have regarding your father. For your plans for our future, and the children we were planning on raising, the kingdoms we were going to help ally together. And for allowing for me to be a part of your life. Just being there was good enough for me. Seeing you happily and lovingly gaze into my eyes caused me joy beyond anybody's imagination.

I'm not a person of many things, like you. I don't have any idea how to sword fight, and I'm not on the top, in terms of intellect. I don't possess unnatural gifts like Xadian creatures do, and I can't exactly ride a horse as well as you do. I also don't know many subjects, or kingdom affairs, even matters within my own mind. But I am certain of one thing, and that one things has remained true from the moment I met you, Kasef:

Having you was the greatest gift I could have ever received.