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gabrielsangel [2014-10-11 01:41:30 +0000 UTC]

"I'm tired of waiting!" One of the brothers chirped. "I want to see him now!"

"You'll see him soon," Another said, ruffling the merboy's hair. "Babies require rest and he is barely a few days old."

"That's still old enough! I want to see my brother! Maybe he'll have a green tail, like me!"

"Father said he has a blue tail," The eldest said. "A sign of wisdom. He'll be a fine prince."

"I just- FATHER!!" Two of the younger sons swam up beside the king, circling him with smiles on their faces. "Can I see him now father?" One of them tugged on his cloak. "Please!?"

The king gave his sons a gentle smile and lifted one finger to his lips, a motion for silence. The other four princes came to their father's side, looking down at the tiny being now nestled in his father's arms.

"Everyone, this is William." He said softly.

The boys came closer, looking down at the tiny merboy. With a fine blue tail and black hair, he resembled their mother closely. The little boy looked up at all the faces, suddenly realizing he was no longer alone with his father. He buried himself in his father's arms, uncertain.

"No need to be scared, little one," The king said. "Come meet your family."

The boy poked his head out, looking at his brothers. His face was still and uncertain… but after one of his brother's drew close, smiling at him, the baby managed a little grin. His first. 

The boys cheered, all of them wanting to hold their brother. It became their bond. Even when Will could find no reason to smile, his brothers managed to make him laugh…..

Just like Alana.

But they weren't here now. None of them. Just him, his father… and the creature he'd promised himself to. He couldn't bare to look upon his father, not now. Not after all he'd done. Will refused to show his hate.  Not for his father, not even for Hannibal. But for himself.

"What will you do with my son?" He heard his father's voice, once so still, now on the verge of trembling.

"Your kingdom has returned to its rightful ruler," Hannibal said simply. "But I am not in a position to sit and play king. There is far too much to be done. Hence," Will felt him draw closer, a smooth hand brushing up against his neck…. Something cold and forgien upon his brow. Something that was never supposed to belong to him.

The crown.

"Will shall act as my king. Relay my laws and enact my reforms. It is only right that his tongue now speak for me."

His father's honor. His brother's Throne. Alana's Love. 

Hannibal had destroyed all of these… and Will had allowed it to happen.

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frozen-cherries [2014-10-02 12:02:59 +0000 UTC]

Aaww! Tiny mermaid Will ^-^

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gabrielsangel [2014-10-01 20:01:11 +0000 UTC]

When I get back from London, I am writing an insanely long story for this one! BY GOD!!!!

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