The finals have begun but what am I doing instead of proper revising? Maybe avoiding the responsible life of a good student :) . I will try my best. Let James Frain´s craziness be my inspiration and Sasha Roiz beauty doesn´t make me swoon :).

„interesting story, wondering if you will continue it and what the two brothers will be doing together, except for driving themselves crazy, please update
ps you might not feel the need for a beta reader and I can accept that, but maybe a spell check would have been appropriate ;) „ Thank you so much and I hope this one is better, will try to use it properly.

This chapter is dedicated to icelong296 (tumblr), because people who encourage other people deserve an award or two or more. (this sounds so cheesy but it means so much to me)

„Drink?" Sean said in a voice that made it clear that he was not going to lose his control that easily. He was not going to make him go over the rails. „I hope you have a place to sleep, brother because you are certainly not sleeping on my couch". There were of course moments when he wished to have a brother, a brother that he would share the comics with and talk about things that both scared them, like the fact that the world that most people only imagined in their heads was something that they both lived in, that they were supposed to rule the world so strange, fascinating and cruel that only a person with the biggest fantasy could imagine. He wished for that but soon, he was acknowledged that this was not the way their relationship was going.
„I have already helped myself" Eric smiled, his eyes still coldly on his younger brother. Verat has become sick of those games, they did never trust Sean but now when he was on the Grimm´s side, everyone started to talk, little birds were chirping that the younger should be moved from the way. Portland may be far from the royal throne but you never know what one has in mine and nobody wants a traitor for a king. For Eric killing his brother was a bigger problem than one would say.
The another problem was Adalind and her .. changing figure.
„Please Eric, let´s just stop this and tell me what brings you here. Certainly not the weather" he looked at the window and the raindrops, making Portland seem like a city in the fairytale.
„Not only we now have a common enemy, brother but I simply had this need..." Eric made a delicate gesture with his hand „to see my dear brother in person after all those years. You remember your visits..." Surely Sean did, not only Eric was a psychopath but he also was a psychopath that twisted that he wanted to kill his brother when he was a child. When Sean was 7, Eric took him to the forests and told him to play hide and seek with him but he didn´t come back. Sean spent two days in the forest, surviving only thanks to his hexenbeast abilities in hunting. Monsieur Renard senior was a not a great savior, he believed in power and the fact that his 7 years old son survived in the forest was a proof that he is after all, a royal.
Saying that Sean was surprised about hearing that Adalind paid a visit to his brother … well, he knew she was on her way to hate and destroy everyone and everything. The apple doesn´t fall too far from the tree.
„I have no idea what you mean, you have always been the one enjoying this whole .. mysterious things. Just say what you want so we can get over with it and leave my town"
„Your town" Eric laughed, the laugh of a contempt. What a naïve little baby... baby, now that was no time to think about babies.
„First, tu sais mon frere, we thought you are in this stage of second … puberty? Trying to rebel, trying to prove something, how much better you are, how much of a better king you would be one day but now it is becoming a bit … dirty and really ugly, dear. You are against your family... you have killed your own cousin" he took a sip of his drink „but I forgive you, he was a bastard" he laughed.
„wait, so are you, aren´t you"

Sean was about to hit his face, about to beat his little face till the blood would cover his expensive persian carpet but then … there were two of Eric´s bodyguards, that coward would never go anywhere without his monkeys which was probably wise since anyone who wasn´t connected to Verat would gladly kill him anytime.

„See that little thing growing in her belly, c´est petite bébé is a bit of a problem"
„Certainly not of mine" or was it?
„I think it is" … „I´m sure Miss Shade has a at least a small percentage of love for you, my lucky one and if the child is mine... well that is a bit creepy, you see. Maybe after all we are brothers, same type of women, I suppose" even Sean had to admit that this was fucked up, even for one Royal family, what was Adalind thinking? Was she honest about her feelings towards him? What if the obsession goes away and the two of them... no that would b e impossible and with Eric in Portland.
„Now, now..." Eric, playing with his empty glass, coming closer to his brother and putting his hand on his shoulder. „what are you gonna do with that Grimm? I think you have played enough, my dear brother. You don´t want to die next to him, hand in hand with a Grimm? Are you that much of a traitor? Are you? You may hate me but hating your nephew or niece? Non, je ne panse pas.
Betrayal? Nick was an important for him but maybe family is really what wins all the wars.

thank you for reading