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So now, I have scheduled the update every 2 working days, with exception if I'm busy.

So yeah, enjoy the story :D

Nothing can describe the state of Antonio's heart but full of joy at that moment. He did not expect it at all. He did not expect Lovino to say yes so easily to his proposal. He had hoped at least the prince would remember at least the promise they made, but it was definitely much better than his expectation!

He remembered it clearly. 10 years ago, during Kingdom of Roma's opening ceremony (a party meant to introduce the prince as the righteous heir of the kingdom), he met him and fell in love with him. He had proposed to him at that time. One would think that it was just a child's whim, but the promise was very important to him. He had actually planned to visit the Kingdom as often as possible to see Lovino, but strangely, after that day, the Kingdom completely cut the connection to other kingdom.

As a young boy himself, he was denied of any access to his neighboring kingdom and he was not able to visit, not even see his beloved, not until this day. He had heard of rumors going around in the country. Something about an incident that threaten the kingdom's future and security, causing the current king to become overprotective of his son, the prince.

He was worried for a few months, worried about Lovino's safety in the secluded Kingdom of Roma. However, his worried was quickly brushed off when he heard the news about Lovino's well-being. Even though he was not able to see him, it was enough for him at that time, to know that Lovino was safe and he was not hurt.

When he, at last, was able to meet again with Lovino, he definitely could not contained his excitement. He looked exactly like what he had remembered from his childhood. Silky, brown hair, with a cute curl protruding on the side. Shiny hazel eyes that looks far into the future. He seemed to have mellowed out compared to the past though.

Antonio let go of Feliciano at last, revealing the flustered young prince under his hold. Antonio chuckled, amused of the reaction, thinking that the other was just nervous and embarrassed by his loving gesture. However, he soon realized something was wrong when he heard the sound of ragged and heavy breathing.

"Lovi? Are you okay?" he asked softly and took a closer look at Feliciano. There was definitely something wrong, his face was red and flustered, he did not look well. His breathing was heavy and he saw that he had been clutching on his chest tightly. Feliciano soon lapsed into hyperventilation and fell towards him.

"Lovi?!"

That was the last thing Feliciano heard before his consciousness fade into the darkness.

Meanwhile in the port of Roma, a cargo ship had just arrived. One peculiar passenger wore a cape, his face was almost fully covered by the hood. Unlike other passengers, he carried no luggage or briefcase, there was only a long tube like container slinged on his back.

The captain started to order everyone on board to alight as they extended the bridge to the port and the ship soon became almost empty. The man did not budge from his place, he just stood at the edge of the main deck, admiring the vast blue sea.

One of the crew approached him, confused as to why the passenger had not leave the deck, "Excuse me, sir, we have reached our destination."

The man didn't move, still looking at the sea, he asked nonchalantly, "Hey, you know, there's going to be coronation in this Kingdom soon right?"

The ship crew was a bit confused, from his look, one would guess that he was native to the kingdom, but his question said otherwise, "Are you a tourist, sir? Yes, I have heard that the Prince will be crowned in three weeks time."

A smile formed on the man's face, "Is that so?" He eventually turned around, the wind blowing on his cape revealed the sharp deep green eyes under the darkness of his hood.

Feliciano opened his eyes slowly. His head felt heavy.

"Oh, Feli, you're awake."

Feliciano quickly turned to the source of the voice, discovering Lovino who was sitting on the edge of the bed. At that moment, he realized that he was in the prince's room. He propelled forward, he knew he shouldn't have been there. He was with Antonio but he could not make out what happened earlier.

"Calm down, Feli, you just passed out during the meeting." Lovino mentioned monotonously, looking at Feliciano who looked very lost and confused. He continued, "After you passed out, Sir Edelstein took over and brought you back to the room."

Feliciano was disappointed with himself, he was given a simple job and he passed out. Meekly, he muttered a soft apologize. Lovino started to frown and throw a glare at Feliciano.

"Come on, man! He said you collapsed because of exhaustion! You did not get any sleep last night right?! You should have told me you could not sleep on the sofa!"

Feliciano was caught in surprise when Lovino started to raise his voice. He was right, he was not used to it, he was not used to everything in the main castle, everything. His worries and restlessness had prevented him to get a good sleep the previous night.

"From now on, you will sleep on the bed! You hear that right?!"

"Eh, but..."

"No objection." Lovino reprimanded before Feliciano had the chance to sound any objection, "Anyway, the bed is too big for only one person."

Feliciano could not help but to smile, "Thank you, Lovi."

A slight pink coloration could be seen on Lovino's face now, he quickly stood up, trying to change the topic, stammering in the process, "A.. Anyway, the meeting... You rejected that bastard right?"

At this point of time, Feliciano had learned that what Lovino tend to call anyone 'bastard' regardless whether he really meant it or not. It was like the word itself had been etched into his mind strongly. He would refer anyone as 'bastard' indiscriminately, including Alfred, himself, and even his father.

Feliciano's mind trailed back to the meeting with the prince early on the day. Suddenly, he was reminded of another grave mistake he made. That mistake was not something that he could brush off with just an apology. Feliciano started to cry, "Lovi, I'm really sorry! I will do anything so don't be angry please!"

His sudden cry shocked Lovino more than anything, his face turned pale, "Did you mean... You accepted it?"

Before Feliciano had the time to answer properly, both of them were caught off guard by the commotion outside the room. Two people were heard shouting to each other, Lovino could recognize that one was Alfred's but he did not have any recognition of the other voice.

"Just let me in for awhile!"

"You cannot just barge into the Prince's room without permission, Sir Beilschmidt. Regardless of your position!"

That was Alfred. Lovino could at least register that someone is trying to barge into the room and he turned to Feliciano, "Find a place to hide."

Feliciano, with the unfamiliarity with his surroundings and his childlike mind, quickly buried himself under the blanket on the bed he was in. At that moment, Lovino was glad he did not make his bed most of the time, the addition of Feliciano under the messy bed would certainly not caught any attention.

Immediately after, the door was forced open. Lovino's attention was brought to the door. His gaze met a silver haired man and somehow, he could not take his eyes off from his deep red eyes. When the unknown man caught the sight of Lovino, his mouth formed a wide grin.

"Lovi, I'm glad you're alright!"

Lovino noted that it was the same grouchy voice he had heard from inside the room. The man had entered his room without permission, but currently that was not what had bothered Lovino the most. He had called Lovino with familiarity as if he had known Lovino personally, as if he had the authority to do so. That really send a shiver to his spine, he did not like it.

"Who are you? What are you doing, barging in into my room without permission?!" Lovino snarled, an obvious frown on his face.

The silver haired man flinched, but quickly recovered, "What are you saying, Lovi? It's me, we met 10 years ago! During the opening ceremony remember?"

Alfred stepped in and interjected, "Prince Vargas, this man is Gilbert Beilschmidt from Teutonic Knight. Upon request of Sir Edelstein, from today onward, he will be assigned as your bodyguard."

Lovino kept quiet for awhile. Gilbert Beilschmidt, his name did not ring a bell in his memory. Despite the slight detail Gilbert had given him, he had no recollection of meeting someone with the name of Gilbert Beilschmidt. He was also sure that he would definitely remember someone as eccentric as Gilbert, with his silver hair and deep red eyes, regardless of his scattered memory of the past.

"Alfred, I did not approve of this. Dismissed this man immediately."

Alfred proceeded to take hold of Gilbert's arm, trying to drag him out of the room. However, Gilbert swiftly jerked his hand away, releasing his grip from the other knight.

"You may not remember me, but I do! I came here to fulfill the promise we made." Gilbert's voice softened and he placed his hand on his chest, clutching the cross he bears.

The word 'promise' made Lovino twitched. His mind trailed back to the dream he had been having over and over again. A promise, with someone. Could this man be?

Gilbert approached Lovino once again and he fell to his knees, "I swear my loyalty to you, Prince Lovino Vargas," Gilbert continued, his voice full of conviction, "I swear to protect you from any incoming danger. Since that incident, I-"

Before he was able to finish what he wanted to say, Gilbert was stopped by a sharp blade pointed at his neck.

"No mention of the incident is allowed. Sir Beilschmidt, please obey the prince's command at once." Alfred growled, his sword unsheathed.

Gilbert definitely refused to back down at that point, but he knew he should not go against the order, not when a sword was on his neck, and he just clenched his fist in frustration.

Lovino started to get exasperated at that point, the mention of the incident, why would it not be allowed in the kingdom? He did not think much about it before, because no one would mention about it and it would soon be taken as the sound of passing wind. But now that it was brought up again and again, he wanted to confirm it. He wanted to know for himself, about the incident 10 years ago. In addition, he had yet to ask Gilbert about the so called 'promise'. If Gilbert could provide him with the answer, he would make him stay.

"Halt, Alfred." Lovino opened his mouth just when Gilbert started to comply, "I changed my mind. Let him stay."

Gilbert eyes widened upon hearing that and Alfred silently sheath his sword back to its respectful place. Gilbert, who could not contain his excitement anymore, jumped on the prince, catching Lovino off guard as he fell backwards.

"Lovi, you're the best!"

"Oi, you bastard! Get off me right now!"

That was the second time on that day that Gilbert felt something cold on his neck. This time, it was closer and he could feel slight pain as a slit formed on his pale skin.

"What are you doing to my fiancé... "

When Gilbert peered over his attacker, his gaze was met with an intense glare from a brown haired man. It was Antonio, claiming Lovino as his fiancé, he rose to his defense, determined to protect his partner from what he had seen as a threat.

Alfred was tempted to do just the same to the newbie again, but he had decided to step off when he was beaten to it by the neighboring prince. Anyway, he had heard previously that the prince had accepted his proposal and thus, was engaged to Prince Carriedo.

Gilbert did not back down easily, he return the glare with another piercing stare. He studied the man's feature carefully before he stood up, raising one hand to show that he was not hostile.

"I did not do anything to him."

"That was definitely something," Antonio retorted, refusing to back down either. His sword still pointing at Gilbert.

"I didn't and I tell no lies."

"Then why is he on the ground?"

The seemingly pointless argument continued for some times. This time, Lovino was dumbfounded. Well, he knew it was Feliciano's fault one way or another, but on one side, there was this man, claiming to be his fiancé. On the other side, there was this man, claiming to have known him from the past.

"All you bastard, get out of my sight at this instance!" Lovino shouted, he was obviously angry now. Leaving no space for argument, he demanded everyone to get out of the room, not even caring about the questions he had meant to ask the silver haired man.

Alfred caught up quickly, gesturing for the quarreling men to stop and leave immediately. Certainly, he knew when not to mess with the young prince. Antonio and Gilbert hesitated for a moment, only after they took a second look at Lovino that they decided to leave (immediately).

The door was closed, the room was finally quiet. Lovino shook his head, he was definitely going to get a headache tonight.

Soooooo, that's all for now~

Well, who did Lovino actually made the promise with? Find out in the next chapter~ (or not actually haha)

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