Hey everyone. Here is another update for you. I started writing this chapter right after posting chapter 10 and it just kept coming.

The bolded words are Elvish/ Italian

Hey can I ask for your guyses help? I seriously need help thinking of names for these chapters...

Chapter 7

Chapter 11

So any help would be greatly appreciated.

"What the hell Jason?"

The two princes were standing outside of the healing Chambers as a Healer look over the elf who was currently passed out and laying on one of the beds.

"I come back from a meeting with my father to find you..."

"He attacked me. I was in my rights as his master and you know that."

Percy Huff before throwing his arms up and making his way to speak to the Healer.

Jason's side and turn to go back to their Chambers when he caught sight of sir Luke coming up the hall with his slave trailing behind.

"What happened your highness?" The older man asked as he stopped in front of the Olympian Prince.

"The damn slave attacked me."

The look on sir Luke's face would tell anyone that knew him that he didn't believe a word of that but he quickly straighten out his features and said;

"That's terrible your highness."

Out of the corner of his eye sir Luke song his slave clenched his fist.

"Well if you will please excuse me Your Highness? I was actually looking for Prince Percy about training tomorrow."

"Yes yes go ahead." Jason waved the older man off as he continued to his Chambers.

Sir Luke still there for another moment before entering the healing Chambers.

Cecil was worried well he was already worried but now he is even more worried.

His first round of weariness came from the fact that his Prince consort hadn't been in the lady's light for several months now which made him very week. And made it dangerous for him in The Unborn inside of him.

Thankfully as far as the Elven General knewthe young dark elf hadn't been forced into carrying either of his horrid captors spawn.

And now there was some asshole making false accusations that Nico attacked him first.

When they entered the healing chamber and he caught sight of his friend he was horrified.

Nico was laying on his stomach with a blanket covering his lower half and his back which had long red whip marks was covered and ointment to try and stop any infection from the open wounds.

"Sickening huh?"

Cecil turned only to be caught within the raging Storm in sea green eyes.

Cecil shook his head and turned back to the small Raven that was nearly being swallowed do to the size of the bed.

Percy watch as the other just stood there he turned in motion for Luke to follow him.

Once they were away from the bed Luke turned to the younger man. "What is at my Prince?" Sir Luke inquired.

"My father has asked me to go check on the front lines."

Sir Luke stiffened.

Percy chuckled. Luke glared at the chuckling Prince.

"What do you mean His Highness wants you to go to the front lines?" He nearly spit out.

Percy's side as he looked over towards the bed before turning back to one of his oldest friends.

"Well my father believes..."

2 Days Later Prince Percy was scene off by his family and friends.

Percy side as he spurred his horse blackjack down the dirt path his two bodyguards trailing behind him.

He thought back to yesterday morning when he went to visit the slave only to find sir Luke's slave Cecil kneeling at the boy's bedside speaking in a weird language that after thinking about it was probably elvish.

(Flashback)

Percy step through the door and started to make his way to the end of the hall only to stop suddenly when he caught sight of a figure kneeling by the slaves bed.

He stood there for a few minutes and then realized it was the slave that sir Luke had introduced him to, Cecil he remembered.

The brown head was bowed over the unconscious figure. Percy must have made a sound for in the next moment the blue-eyed elf quickly stood up standing protectively in front of the bed until he realized it was The Prince and back down reluctantly.

"Your highness."

Percy couldn't tell but he knew there was something to the other Stone that made him curious.

"Why do you speak that way when you say, Your Highness? I mean, you just have a odd tone of voice when you say it."

Cecil turned looking at the still Farm before answering.

"Because I took an oath only to follow the Royal Family of the light elves which you are not." And the entire time he spoke his eyes stayed fixed towards the black haired youth in the bed.

"Did you know him? Before?" He added after the elf gave him a questioning look.

After a moment of thot Cecil nodded. "Yes. I've known him for about 25 years."

Percy blank. "What? What do you mean you've known him for 25 years? He looks no older than 15."

Cecil snorted.

"Elves mature differently two humans."

Wild Percy was trying to comprehend that Cecil was able to slip away unnoticed.

When Percy came out of his thoughts he noticed that the other occupant was gone just leaving him in the unconscious body in the bed.

He sighed as he muttered "25 years."

Percy was pulled out of his thoughts when Blackjack winning. He patted the speed on his neck and focused his concentration on the road.

Dream

The sound of laughing children made him smile has he laid on the blanket in the grass. Outside of the small holiday Cottage he shared with his beloved.

He looked up and smiled as he could see a blonde head running to him. He set up on his knees with his arms out wide for the little one to run into them.

A little boy with gold hair and a brilliant smile.

"I miss you big brother."

He looked up and away from the little blonde in his arms.

"Why won't you play with me anymore?"

He stood up and murmured to the little blonde who ran off. He turned in the opposite directions and started walking.

He could feel the change that he knew that he was exiting his own dream and entering into another.

The dream shifted and changed so he was walking onto a veranda where he could see a little boy crying. He walked over and kneeled in front of the little one.

"What is wrong poco Generale?"

Brown hair shifted an equally brown eyes gazed up in curiosity. " what does
poa eerale mean?"

He smiled as he said; "poco Generale means little general, poco Generale."

"Why are you crying poco Generale?" he asked as he pushed some Brown locked away from the small face.

"My brother doesn't want to play with me anymore. And Mommy can't play with me cuz she has to rest cuz she's carrying the new baby." He smiled at the boy.

"Don't you have any friends your own age?" he asked, and how old are you?"

The little brunette scrunched his eyes together in a frown as he said; " there's one girl my age but she only likes to read. I want somebody who will play blocks with me. My governess won't play with me anymore cuz she says she's getting too old to play."

"Well why don't you show me these blocks and I will play with you. How does that sound?" the little boy quickly jumped up from the bench and quickly grabbed his hand and let him over to where a decent amount of black worm. He spent the rest of the night playing with the little boy and left when he could feel his self being awoken.

"Weight, my name's Tyson. What's yours? When can we play together again soon?"

He kneeled in front of the child and said; "My name is Nico, poco Generale. And I would be happy to play with you again soon." and with that Nico stood up and started to fade back into the waking world.