#[ v. i'll wait here for you in my time of dying ] youth

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amplectormors replied to your post: … dad why are you like this?

Then stop doing things that make him get punished

----- I never asked for him to be my whipping boy. I-- I never asked for anyone to do that. I try! I study, I keep my head down, and I. . . just stop. Leave him be. I beg of you.

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@regisluciicaelum from here.

The cellar was the only place safe enough to hide. The words vibrated in his skull, refusing to leave. Shaking hands grasped either side of his head and squeezed as if they would just--- fall out on their own.  The mock exam. It was more of humiliation then an exam. Ambrose made sure that Clarus was made a fool of in front of everyone---- the saddest part is it was the gentler of our sparring sessions.  Still. His body ached as he rested against a crate of wine. Eyes closing for a few moments of peace before he had to go back home to deal with him. If Ambrose even returned. Sometimes he refused to be in the same room with him if he’s embarrassed him. And Clarus always embarrassed him.  His peace was short lived as he heard footsteps. Hurried. And it wasn’t long until he was found. By his Prince. Clarus closed his eyes again as Regis spoke. He meant good. But the training Shield shook his head.  “No.” He spoke, his voice still shaking even though he wanted to be firm. “He’s right. I need to work harder. I cannot fail you.”0

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!? "Tell me I'm pretty." Alright, now he was just milking it. Sue him. "And ask me to take you to the ball." There was /no way/ Clarus wasn't going to clock him for that later, but it would be worth the bruise.

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There’s a huff as he stares at his Prince and he places his hands on his hips. “You… you know I find you… gorgeous to one’s eyes, Regis.” He tries his best not to look at him because there is a soft pink to his face that might turn into a red.And then there was that last command. “To the—!” He shook his head. Oh, he was going to kill him. “Regis…” He swallowed. “Will you be my plus one to the gala?”Lucis would be missing one Prince, that was sure.

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@oldfrxend from here.

“Not this.” He replied, quickly. A snap. Quick. “You don’t get to do this. In battle is one thing but this---- this is crazy! I can’t. . .” His hands are in his hair, tugging softly at the ends.  “I didn’t know he was going to do this, I swear to you, I didn’t---”

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♦ : A young child (age 7 - 9) GLADIO AND LIL CLARUS

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War has not touched the boy’s flesh but his eyes have a bitter sadness in them. Blue eyed youth, wandering the castle this afternoon. He had some free time before training with Ambrose---And he really shouldn’t be late. But his eyes catch the bigger frame in the gardens. Scars across his face and chest, big as a behemoth! Clarus couldn’t help but stare. He looked strong--- but also foreign. He didn’t know who he was, hadn’t seen him with the King or his father. Maybe he was here on court business? That’s when he saw something on the ground. A necklace. He glanced at it and then the man. Before he knew it, he was moving closer. Small hands wrapped around the jewelry and he swallowed.“Pardon, sir.” He asked, staring up at the man. “I think you dropped this. It is. . . it is yours, right?” 

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@regisluciicaelum from here.

Here they were in the King’s private wine cellar. Why Clarus let Regis talk him into this was beyond him, but he always seemed to do whatever his Prince asked of him even if it was crazy.  Clarus rolled his eyes. Granted, Regis was smart about it this time at least. However, connoisseur was pushing it. “What now, my princely mastermind? Have you thought of a way to distract the guard?” The Shield paused a moment. “You know if our fathers finds about this, we’re doomed, correct?”