Good looks, fortune and great powers, Prince Cheol almost had a perfect life as a Deces. But he lacks of two things.

“A pleasant morning to you Prince Cheol,” the palace butler greeted the prince with such an elegancy. While bowing, he glanced to the prince’s porcelain skin, white as untainted snow. With the bright light coming from the sun, his skin is dazzling as he stood by the window.

“Are you here to remind me about my breakfast together with my siblings,” the prince answered with his natural red lips. As he slowly directed his rounded eyes with long lashes to the butler, he raised his thick brows. “I’m on my way.” Prince Cheol wears his leather gloves, if he doesn’t, then he might break the spoon.

“Actually…” The butler sighed. After long pause of hesitation, he continued, “No one would like to eat with you. None of the other princes said they’ll come to join you in one table.”

Although he knew the answer why, Prince Cheol still inquired, “W-Why?”

“B-Because they think it is not proper to eat with the Queen’s son. They said that they are concubine’s sons and they won’t accept the privilege to be with you.”

This is one of the two things he lacks: family’s affection.

In front of the long table, Prince Cheol eats by himself. There are roses on the table, corks, scented candles, gold plates, yummy delicacies and wines. However, he doesn’t have appetite to eat a bite. If he does, it feels like there’s a lump on his throat and his stomach is in turmoil.

He dropped the spoon and fork, “What’s good with being the Queen’s son when those guys won’t respect me at all?” he chuckled. He took off his gloves and raised his hand. He swayed his hand on the air and blew all the foods in the table without touching any of it, as if he commanded the air to do so. It was because of his power. That strength in his palms can be as heavy as three storey buildings. He can break anything with it, and can destroy a land with a single stroke at the ground, causing earthquake. He is the Deces of strength and the wind breaker.

The dawn breaks, welcoming the moon peeking at the rose-pink light on the sky. Prince Cheol went outside the Palace to release his stress, even though it is dangerous to sneak in the forest after the sunset. He isn’t wearing his surcoat over his medieval clothing yet with lavish white top and leather brown pants and his handsome face, it indicate his high status.

“What? The king asked us to seduce that human girl?” In rage, Prince Cheol punched a huge tree and in a snap, it slough down! He was only using the 0.01% of his power but he can overturn a huge tree that rooted for over hundred years in that spot. Licking the corner of his lips, he looked up at the sky. “How can I seduce that girl? Sh*t.”

Prince Cheol’s world is different from the human world. If the human world has royal family that fading it’s power, then in this land, there are Deces like him who remained at the top pf the pyramid. In this land named Alipia, human couldn’t exist. However, the Gideon who has the key between the human and Alipia world suddenly brought a human girl named Soleil. That girl who has short brown hair, rounded hazelnut coloured eyes, pointed nose and fluffy lips, Prince Cheol thinks she is too frail to be the next queen of Alipia. When the king announced that Soleil will have the privilege to choose among his sons, Prince Cheol knew it will be his biggest trial as the supposedly crown prince. Why?

“I am weak to girls. I couldn’t even look into a girl’s eyes,” he complained, brushing his palms on his face.

Yes. This is the last one he lacks of: He couldn’t fall in love because he is too shy to face his opposite sex.

“Oh my Gosh!” a girl’s scream out of nowhere. “Who is there?!” Prince Cheol shouted and swayed his hand to cut the winds and shoved anything that blocking his sight towards the scream’s direction.

As night fell blue haze of day lifted to reveal the stars like pale corn scattered freshly in the ground, Prince Cheol saw the princess standing from a good distance. The moon reflected the pure rays of Sun, just what the princess’ name means. There she is standing with her blue gown and golden laces, white pearls and jewels sewn into her dress. As their eyes met, he quickly avoided her gaze. He was usually nervous in front of a girl so he thinks it’s natural for him to palpitate.

“P-Princess Soleil. W-Why are y-you here in the forest?” Prince Cheol stuttered, hands behind his back.

See? This is his biggest trial. If he is suppose to win the maiden’s heart, then he must be all sweet and act masculine. But he is like a night glittering rose that venous with a simple touch.

On the other side, the princess is trembling in fear. She couldn’t answer that the main reason why she is out is because she wanted to escape her fate. If those words came out from her lips, she is afraid that the punishment will be her head. Soleil is aware that Prince Cheol has the power to do so since she witnessed how he overturned a huge tree with a single blast!

“A-Are you here to get some fresh air?” Prince Cheol asked and looked at her with his peripheral vision.

That’s right. It will be better to side on his guess. “Y-Yeah,” she answered. “I came out for a breather.”

“Ahhh,” Prince Cheol nodded. “But going outside is dangerous. What if a Mage appears? They will probably eat you?”

Mage? Soleil only heard that term from Gideon. She was told that a mage is a beast creature that devour anything it’ll encounter. So she thinks, it’s just a bear, a lion or a tiger.

“Let’s go back to the palace. I’ll accompany you Princess,” he offered. Is this what you called bravery? Offering to accompany her even though he is afraid of being together with a woman.

“Prince… Prince…” Soleil couldn’t utter his name. Basically, because she forgot it. “Prince Chuckie?” she guessed.

Chuckie? Who the hell is Prince Chuckie?! This man with his brown sandals glared at her. “Chuckie? Who? Me?” And pointed himself.

“Y-You are not?” she murmured, looking left and right as she is trying to guess the right word. “Then, Charlie? Chuchu? Chupachups? Chitchirichi?”

Although he is weak to girls, everyone will vote that among the thirteen princes, Prince Cheol quickly loses his temper the most. After hearing those ridiculous names, his eyes went narrowed, rigid, cold, hard, as his iris glowered teal. His lethal stare felt painful and piercing that Soleil drew a hard breathe.

‘Is he going to kill me?’ Soleil worried inwardly.

“Chuchu?” He repeated then licks the corner of his lips. “My name is Prince Cheol! Cheol!” he punched the tree on his side. As a result, it crumbled down, unfortunately right into the place where Soleil standing at.

Time seems to slow down when she saw it falling. She knew it was going to hurt but she freeze there, waiting for it.

“Look out!” Prince Cheol shouted. He rushed forward, eyes on the track ahead and face showing his boyish exuberance. Everything was a blur, a blur swirled out of existence. Suspended in the air, Soleil closed her eyes and surrendered herself. She was waiting for inevitable but…

“Ahhh!” she gasped when she fell down on the grass. Her body should feel torn with that impact but, she doesn’t feel a single pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw the prince catching his breathe. His hand with glove is on her waist, while his other hand is lifting the huge tree. Looking at Soleil in a close gap, it is as if every ounce of his breath was taken from his lungs floating into thin air like midnight smoke.

“Who are you really?” Prince Cheol gasped.

Soleil gaze intently at each divot of that red lips of his, up to his beautiful deer-like eyes.

“I couldn’t look at any girl for this long,” he stuttered, follow by his blushing cheeks. “It is not that I don’t want but… I can’t. However, why can’t I take of my eyes from you?” He traced her eyes, down to her lips. It pouted slightly and suddenly, he had the urge to bite it, to kiss it, to wrap her in a quilt and gentle moans.

“W-What did you say P-Prince Chucki- I mean, Cheol?” she stuttered while looking at him, only an inch away.

“I wanted to kiss you,” he said as if he is in some kind of spell. “I wanted to hear your moans.”

“W-What?!”

The hand on her back went to her cheek, cupping her closely.

“W-Wait a minute Prince Chuk- Cheol! I…” she protested but Prince Cheol is too strong!

“Who are you to stir these emotions I never had?” he whispered as his lips were about to touch her, however…

“Woah. What an erotic scene,” some guy commented and it was coming from above. Prince Cheol and Soleil looked up and saw Prince Moon standing in air. He is the other candidate for Soleil’s future husband- The prince who loves to quench his thirst by sucking blood.

To be continued...