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Wilbur wasn't sure how he felt about Theseus.
His gut instinct was to hate the newborn.
His face was too much like their father. The blond hair was just the right color. His eyes were the same shade and if you ripped an eye from his father and Theseus to compare them, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
Save for the fact that Theseus' eyes looked kinder. The newborn hadn't experience reality yet. Hadn't experienced the hell that was being apart of the Royal Family. Wilbur wondered when that kind look would vanish. What would cause it?
Maybe Wilbur would be the one to cause it.
"You look like him. The Gods must really hate you" Wilbur had laughed. It was the truth. The Gods hated the whole family, giving them gifts only to rip them away and cause much more pain.
Theseus was given life and soon he would become a mindless soldier.
The Voices yelled at him.
'Hyprocrites' He thought, considering they were laughing with him earlier.
When he was called away by his father, he had joked about praying so that Theseus wouldn't be cursed.
He surprised himself that night when he found himself praying.
He blamed the Voices.
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'Build an alarm for Theseus. People will come to steal him' The voices had told him. So here Wilbur was, building a quick alarm using a pressure plate. So long as the person entered through the window and stepped on the pressure plate, it would lit up a light in Wilbur's room. It was simple but it should work.
Wilbur didn't know why he was doing this. He didn't have to listen to the Voices. Sure, they could be loud but they were just Voices. They can't do anything.
'PROTECT THESEUS' The Voices screamed.
Expect scream. They can scream and that hurts.
"I did what you wanted, now stop!" Wilbur yelled. He forgot he was still in Theseus' room. That was until Theseus began to cry. Cry like he was being murdered. "Shit"
Wilbur rushed over to calm the child but stopped right at the side of the crib. He stared at the crying baby. "What am I doing? I don't like you" He stated. "I don't care. I just want you to stop. That's why Im going to calm you down" He assured himself.
'Of course, that's why' The Voices taunted.
"Shut it," Wilbur growled which made Theseus just cry harder. "You too" He snapped and then sighed.
"You wouldn't be a good father" Someone spoke from behind.
"Neither would you, Techno" Wilbur snapped and turned to face the speaker. "You would squish your child's head the second the Voices demanded it."He smirked.
"I wouldn't. I have self-control." Techno rolled his eyes. He was by the door and stepped in. "What were you doing in here in the first place?" He asked.
"I can't visit my baby brother?" Wilbur teased, he turned back around and went to pick Theseus up. He began to rock him and frowned when Theseus didn't instantly settle. "He cries too loudly"
"He is a baby," Techno stated. "They tend to cry a lot and loudly" He chuckled.
"Well, he's also a cursed prince. He should be quieter" Wilbur retorted, still rocking Theseus. He then began to hum.
"Careful, you might make him pull his heart out" Techno joked.
"Like his weak hands could do anything. I'd have an easier time ripping his heart out with my own hands." Wilbur chuckled, pausing his humming for a moment before he kept going.
After a bit, Theseus settled down.
"Finally, you gremlin." Wilbur grinned and glanced at Techno. "Want to hold him?" He asked. Techno shook his head.
Wilbur laughed. Lucky for him, Theseus simply shifted in discomfort. "You're going to have to practice, you're the Crowned Prince. You're destined to have a child" He grinned.
"Their mother or the servants can do that" Techno looked disgusted. Wilbur smiled.
"Im sure even the King held us" Wilbur's smile turned into a smirk.
"You mean Father. Yes, he did but Im not like Father" Techno retorted.
"I thought the goal was to be exactly like him, minus a few...details" Wilbur looked Techno up and down. His smirk turned into a mad grin as he saw Techno's frown. "Theseus looks the most like the King, maybe he should be Crown Prince?"
"Father would never," Techno stated. "The Gods said I was the rightful heir."
"No, the King said so," Wilbur argued.
"Father is the closest to the Gods"
"Now that's just not true" Wilbur wanted to laugh again when he didn't hear anything from Techno. "I would have been Crown Prince if the King didn't value strength. Im glad Im not though. Im not bounded to much"
"You're a coward, Wilbur," Techno stated. "You don't even want the title, Crown Prince! The highest honor we could have right now! And you just don't want it because you're not 'bounded to much'" He yelled.
"I am the weaker twin" Wilbur grinned. "If you're just going to stay and lecture me, then you can go. It was nice to have our brotherly moment" He chuckled.
Techno stood there for a moment before he stormed out.
Wilbur turned back to Theseus who was just staring. "You're not going to Crown Prince. I don't need the Voices to tell me that"
Theseus just stared more.
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When Wilbur saw the light turn on in his room, he ran out. He wasn't sure why he was running. He didn't care for Theseus. He had only done the alarm to satisfy the Voices.
He did not care.
"Set the Prince down and I'll make your death a little less painful" He spoke without even thinking. He looked up and was honestly surprised that it was a lady holding Theseus.
"Don't worry, he'll be okay!" The lady told him, her tone gentle.
"He will be after you rip your own heart out," He spoke calmly. He was trained for this.
"Well, I don't want to do that. So goodbye" The lady said, her grip on Theseus getting higher. Wilbur could see her legs getting ready to jump. His heart clench. The Voices were screaming, they wanted to stop her but for a different reason.
'STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER! STOP HER!'
Of course, they want to stop her but there was no murderous intent.
What did they want?
"Wait!"
This woman was stupid to stop. She was stupid to even hesitant. But she did and Wilbur was grateful.
"What do you need?" The woman asked. Wilbur wanted to laugh because he didn't even know.
But he did know.
"Take me with you, please," Wilbur asked, desperation bleeding out of his voice. He wasn't use to any of this. Why was he acting this way?
Why?
The lady was surprised, clearly. She did not expect the secondborn prince who was known for literally singing people to death, to ask her to take him away from the Empire.
But she also had her own surprises.
"Of course. Come on, we have to hurry" The lady instructed, walking over the window. Wilbur followed.
This felt weird.
"Sam! Is the ladder ready?" The lady called down to 'Sam'.
"Yes, just give me a moment" He called back up, he quickly set up the ladder. The woman moved out of the way and smiled at him.
"You go first, I'll take a while considering I have the baby"The woman chuckled. Wilbur simply nodded and walked over the edge, he began to climb down.
Once he climbed down, he turned and wasn't that surprised to be met with a trident to the throat.
"Hello, 'Sam'" Wilbur teased.
"Puffy, what the hell!?" Sam yelled to 'Puffy'.
"Don't hurt him, Sam! We're taking him with us!" Puffy called. Wilbur could hear the smile.
Sam stared at Wilbur before putting the trident down. "I will not hesitate to stab you to keep us safe" He threatened. Wilbur chuckled.
"I like you, Sam." Wilbur smiled, he thought it was funny when Sam huffed and turned around.
"Okay you two, let's hurry before word comes out that two of the Princes have been kidnapped. " Puffy instructed as she walked in front of the others. Sam followed, closely Wilbur noticed.
'Lovers?' The Voices asked.
Wilbur wasn't sure about that. They weren't that close. It was simply protective.
'Lovers' The Voices decided. Wilbur simply ignored them. Instead, he turned to look at the castle once last time.
"Goodbye, dear family"