Timothy's POV:

Suddenly, the sky got dark and the clouds surrounded them. Those clouds were showing their true colors, the storm was coming. Jack grabbed Timothy's hand and dragged him back into the cabin they were staying. He wanted to stay outside longer, but the rain stopped them. It started just a second after they arrived inside their house.

Since the cabin was a bit older, the roof had some holes on them so Jack took matter in his own hands and sat the empty bowls, better said everything he had so the water that dripped down would go directly into those cups.

When everything was set, Jack sat on the old looking chair before he grabbed a cigarette hat was sloppily made. He light it up before he glanced toward Timothy who sat on the bed.

"I wanted to ask you for a while... I never caught a perfect moment for it since you were all wounded but may I ask, how you ended up in this situation?"

His voice was serious and deep now. Timothy flinched from the sudden question before he though a bit about whole situation.

"I think this was not an accident.. I think this was on purpose.."

Timothy exclaimed before he turned his attention toward Jack. He started talking about everything that happen to him week ago and how he meet that mystical and beautiful boy, Louis.

Jack's eyes widen form that statement. Who would hurt such an innocent looking boy? There was only one merciless person who would do that, The King. He was called Satan, since he was merciless to the point of dismembering the bodies of people that disobeyed his commands. He knew about him.

"Were you staying at the white palace recently? If that's the case then I might know who did this..."

Jack exclaimed while he looked toward the boy who nodded. He sighed before he got up and patted his head while Timothy teared up.

"It was scary when it happen... I though I would die for sure..."

He said while noticeably, his hand shook. He looked for a hug from an old man who actually hugged him tightly as possible. The boy sighed before he closed his eyes.

"You're lucky to be alive... But how you even ended up in such secure palace?"

Jack asked while he slowly let go of Timothy so he would make some tea for both of them. Timothy sat now on the edge of bed before his legs swung back and forth.

"I got lost while I was searching for my village... My parents left me waiting while they were collecting some fruits but they never returned and then the night time came and I was scared and then I started running until I found a wall that I've climbed up... Then, I meet the first person who was kind toward me... You are the second one but he took me in for a night... He made me finally feel like I belong here... But I guess I might not see him again..."

Timothy exclaimed while he looked down. He remembered the boy who he would never forget and would be more than glad to meet once again and give him a big bear hug. Soon, Jack was done with the tea. He handled one cup to the boy before he sat next to him and hummed a bit while Timothy drank the tea.

"Kid, honestly... You had a rough life but I wouldn't mind taking you in here as long as you could help me with work. I'll teach you tricks and how to survive, basically everything that you need to know."

From what he heard, Timothy's lips grew into one big but childish smile before he looked in front and drank the tea.

"Thanks for letting me stay here and helping me... I would be probably dead by now if you didn't find me or eaten by some wolves... I bet there are many..."

Timothy said with a slight pout before Jack chuckled and shook his head.

"Not as many as there are bears, rabbits and fishes. This is a pretty nice place to live. There is no one to command you or to ask you for money."

Jack said while he sighed and continued to talk with Timothy until he actually fell asleep. He covered him with the blanked he had before he went to the floor where he made his own bed. It was a simple made out of branches, covered with the cloth that was used to make the blanket too. He fell asleep as he watched Timothy and made sure he was comfortable.

Louis' POV:

While the miserable action took the place from side of his personal maid, he couldn't help but to listen what the father, or what he would call him, an idiot of father figure ordered him. He was forced to take classes from both piano to the dancing. There were more and more classes coming up. He disliked what he put him through but his father never cared, even since he was born.

The time Louis was actually born was the time The King took the palace and destroyed almost whole world with his force that never have been overcome, yet. He was born out of simple affair that two families had. Actually it was only to get an agreement and alliance between two kingdoms. The king of other country gave his own daughter, only because his stupid alliance, but he never had a choice. Louis was their first kid. The father of his would beat him up to the point he couldn't walk, so the mother was beaten too. Her name was Joelle. She always took care and procedures to take the king from the throne but she would always get found out and beaten mercilessly. Louis had to witness it all but if he spoke, his father promised he would choke him with his own hands while he was defenseless. He got scared from that time.

It's also known that The King has an affair with his maid too. God knows what they're doing while no one is looking. Not even his wife is sticking to his husband like the maid does. She is basically glued to him. He never goes without her in any commotions and she is around him, always. She might be his concubine. That's what the words going around and it hurt Louis till the point he doesn't feel emotions anymore. When Joelle gave a birth to his sister, Elise, he was so desperate. She looked just like his father. She had that look in her eyes that would give you chills. Bloody red eyes that would pierce through your skin and merciless look. The only difference was her hair color, brown? His mother had reddish hair and his father white. He never question anything about it.

Each time a new tutor came, he would not listen to them and do his own thing. He threat them with everything possible if they actually tell his father he is not practicing that much, but at the end of the day, he was a quick learner so he didn't study that much anyway.

Once the night time arrived one day, he went out. He looked at the cloudy sky that covered the stars. It was raining that day. The petals of the roses were all soaked with the rain drops. He couldn't carry any inside, since it would give him off that he went out. He always had roses in his room that he always picked up carefully during the night and other maid would tell that she did so he wouldn't get into the problems. When he arrived where the bench was at, he looked around and stared at those white roses. He hoped to see the boy once again but there was no trace of him. He felt that he was still alive but somewhere far far far away.

A/N: Hello fellow readers. I need to apologize for taking this long to update the story and I must thank you all who still follows this TwT I got caught up with both family and friends' dramas so I coudn't write... I apologize once again for it! I appreciate it a lot and it means a lot to me. I apologize for my bad grammar too, I know I am bad and this is the way I could practice, through writing so please don't mind some mistakes that I make T^T I hope you continue to follow this book! See you in another chapter!