The King and the Priest[Comprehensive]

Who would have thought that His Royal Highness, the noble prince who will be even more precious in the future, the great Ramses—was once hit and cried by a thin boy of unknown origin at a certain moment before his glory began.

It's embarrassing, it's true.

A fresh bump appeared on the forehead and the back of the head, and the pain was not fake.

Therefore, even His Royal Highness (the future) prince could not help wrinkling his facial features into a ball under the severe pain, and cried several times in grief and indignation.

Now only five years old, the prince, who is still a kid, has tears of rationality in the corner of his eyes: "Wow wow... huh!"

The voice suddenly stopped.

Someone raised a wet hand and pressed his mouth.

This was quite a sudden change, but Ramses was stunned for a moment, but he suddenly woke up without being frightened.

The lake water covered the face with the palm of the hand, and the latter was actually colder than the former.

What was even more unexpected was that he smelled a strange breath from a place close at hand.

It's not the fishy smell from the lake, and it's also different from the strange smell on the priests who didn't like it when they came here. It's like some kind of reserved and light spice...

Now is not the time to be distracted by such thoughts.

"Um!"

Ramses desperately blinked away the interfering tears, making his eyes sharp for a moment.

He regards himself as a majestic lion, dare to make him cry...the disrespectful person who dares to offend him is in front of him, he must first use his eyes to make the other party fear and submit.

It's just that, while using eyes, the face of the disrespectful person is inevitably enlarged, and it is clearer than the cursory glance just now.

"..."

It was the first time that the figure of the stranger who brought the humidity and only a little bit of warmth officially caught the eyes of the prince.

Also for the first time, he heard his voice.

"Don't... make a sound."

Like a dragonfly touching water, it is light but also ripples due to a slight trembling.

A pair of ice-blue eyes emerged from under the messy wet hair, as moist as its owner, as if covered with a hazy mist of anxiety.

Ramses involuntarily stared at his master, unable to tell whether he was in a daze or angry.

He only heard a very low voice: "They... are coming. You... lost your way here, right?"

Ramses: "..."

Nod in a daze.

Then he heard again:

"We are not allowed to go to many places in the sanctuary. If we are found, we will be punished."

The young man covering Ramses' mouth was obviously very thin and weak, as if he would collapse in the wind, but at this moment he showed a very special strength.

There seemed to be no pause between coma and awakening. Before Ramses explained, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Stand back a little, hide here and wait for them to pass, and I will send you back."

Ramses: "..."

"Squat down and go a little further back... From this position, you can't see us from above."

Ramses: "...?"

The prince's mouth was loosened, but his arm was gently held by the small, cold hand.

With his mind probably empty, he followed the instructions of the strange boy in a daze, and moved a few steps deeper into the stairs extending down in the alley, and finally squatted down with his knees in his arms.

In the outside world at this time, Ra's crown fell to the west, and the sunlight projected on the earth was tilted compared with the previous moment.

The shadows falling on the stone ladder increased, covering the heads of the two children like this.

Indeed, if you just walk through the aisle without carefully observing the sideways, the priests passing by will not notice the small shadow lurking nervously.

The wise lion (although still in his infancy) should have looked back in time and stopped this stupid behavior.

However, since the bag on his head has not been removed, some logic is not clear even if he thinks about it:

Although this irreverent has a point, even if he is a prince, he can't run around in the sanctuary where the god is worshiped... Wait?But what is the necessary connection between this and his insistence on squatting here now?

Must be...why?Why did he have to squat here stupidly, not even daring to raise his head?

Confusion.

As a result, the prince didn't understand any of the above confusions.

During the period of squatting in the dark corner, Ramses was confused and irritable.He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but when he turned his eyes, the boy who gently pulled him was squatting beside him.

Only from the beautiful eyes that are close at hand, can you have a chance to see that the little prince is not as handsome as usual.

But it was a pity that the beautiful eyes did not look at the prince.

The strange boy clung to the wall and closed his eyes tightly.Ramses noticed that his body seemed to be curled up with all his strength, and the outline wrapped in darkness trembled faintly, just like not long ago.

Afraid of the cold?Afraid of the dark?Or are you afraid of being discovered because you ran to a place where you couldn't go?

It was too difficult for the five-year-old prince to figure out so many things.In other words, he almost never tried to figure out a person so seriously.

It's all because of the knocked dizzy head.

Ramses ignored all the factors that made him angry before, and unknowingly, driven by curiosity, he fixedly looked at the strange boy in front of him.

He was about to ask a question—just in time for the slight tremor of the floor tiles above his head.

Just as the boy said, a group of people approached from a distance, passing by the dim little ladder where they were hiding.

After the last bath of the day, the priests tidied up their clothes and returned to the temple one by one.

Together with their footsteps and clearly audible conversations, they all brushed past the tense scalps of the teenagers.

Several times, the ethereal footsteps were like jumping beads, falling near and far away on their beating hearts, as if they would fall on their side in the next second.

Ramses didn't feel nervous at first, but affected by the atmosphere, he felt cold sweat dripping down his face.

Unlike ordinary people, His Royal Highness is not afraid.

The annoyance of "I hide in a corner like a coward" arises spontaneously, and he is suddenly very dissatisfied.

He was suddenly very angry.

It was impossible to be so humiliated anymore, and now, immediately, he was going to—

"..."

Another surprise.

It seems that the same situation happened not long ago: a cold little hand stretched out from the darkness, hesitated, and finally held down the right hand that Ramses was about to raise.

Then, that hand seemed to have made up its mind, and squeezed his palm tightly without hesitation.

In an instant, Ramses was startled by the warmth coming from the palm of his hand—or the sense of comfort.

He didn't feel scared, the one who was really scared was the boy holding his right hand.

He didn't think about "helping" the boy who was afraid of something, but the boy misunderstood his anxiety and took the initiative to extend his hand that he could only feel a little warmth after holding it.

Perhaps because of nervousness, the force exerted by the young man was very strong at first, and then became weak and weak.After realizing this, he carefully clenched his fingers again.

"........."

For a long time, the prince who was inexplicably stunned did not move.

The sound of footsteps like sharp knives hanging upside down finally faded away, and only the slight breathing of the boys could be captured in the narrow and dark stone stairway.

After a while, all the noise left.

"Walk."

, the young man who had remained silent until now spoke in a low voice first, and when he got up, his figure shook a little.

"you……"

Ramses finally uttered one word, but only this one word.

He didn't have a chance to talk much, and the only thing he could do was to subconsciously hold back the hands that they hadn't let go.

Then he was pulled up by the young man like the wind, and swiftly shuttled between the gradually darkened temple buildings.

Obviously, the teenager is very familiar with this place.

He knew how to walk to avoid the eyes of the priests who might appear at any time, and he also avoided all important places that could not be approached.

The imperfection in perfection is only reflected in the fact that the young man walked too fast for some unknown reason. Even though he staggered a few times and his feet were very unstable, he was in such a hurry that he never thought of slowing down.

Ramses was dragged away by a much thinner boy than him. While he was out of breath, he still had time to be distracted, allowing his eyes to catch the messy hair of the boy in front of him being blown up by the night wind.

is golden.

"It's here... it's here..."

anyway.Well, the voice, is it nice?

"You yourself, go further..."

Well, having said that, I couldn't see it because I was covered by my hair, but now I suddenly want to see this guy's face...

"..."

When Ramses realized that no one had spoken for a long time, he looked forward, and the first thing he saw was his arm stretched out.

In the middle of his field of vision, he wiped off the messy bangs of the person in front of him.

A young man who tried hard to calm himself—not only failed, but also showed a blank blank from his clear eyes, looked over in a daze.

They suddenly looked at each other.

The boy, and Prince Ramses, both froze at the same time.

First there was silence.

When the lingering rhyme of the setting sun swayed, the night was coming.

"........."

"Pfft...hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Arrogance——no, the majestic laughter rang out undisguised!

Under the setting sun, His Royal Highness raised his head, and his overconfidence could turn his pride into something he should take for granted: "Do you understand, this is your punishment!"

- Exactly.

——Out of a certain [childish] mentality, His Royal Highness, aboveboard, wiped the ashes that he accidentally touched from the stone ladder when he was anxious, and wiped the boy's face.

Before he finished speaking, Ramses wanted to add that compared with the "humiliation" he suffered today, this is already his way of dealing with a lot of tolerance!

His Royal Highness: "Hahaha!"

Strange boy: "..."

His Royal Highness (satisfied): "Hahaha, hahahaha!"

Strange boy: "...Woo."

Prince (laughing suddenly stagnated): "Huh-huh?

Maybe, probably, probably.

Only now did Ramses realize that he had gone too far.

The half-dry blond hair of the strange boy in front of him was fluffy, and the curly ends were close to his soft-looking cheeks, making him as soft and lovely as a cloud.

Such a boy who is as beautiful as a girl... no, more beautiful than a girl.

Such a boy with tears in his eyes, a bit like a soft little animal.

He was really provoked by His Highness the Prince, however, unexpectedly, he was about to cry but he didn't cry.

The act of holding back the tears was extremely strong, the young man with a dusty face was stern, turned around and left without saying a word.

Ramses felt the existence of "guilty" for the first time, although he refused to admit it.

"You didn't even answer me, it's too... Hey! There are steps ahead!"

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

The young man who left quickly with his head buried did not know what was going on, and his foot stepped on the air amidst Ramses' voice accompaniment.

The short white ball rolled down the few steps, and the nose seemed to hit the ground during the rolling process.

The strange boy lay on the ground.

Ramses was dumbfounded.

The strange boy slowly got up, covered his nose, and ran away with sobs.

Ramses: "..."

a long time.

"What are you doing so fast?"

For the second time in his life, the prince with an inexplicable guilty conscience turned his head away: "I haven't asked your name yet."