Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]-Chapter 484: Nothing They Throw Will Shake Me Loose

[KOSTA]

"Should I leave? I mean, if it saves him, I don’t mind..." Kosta offered in defeat.

King Zaffuto just chuckled, making Kosta stare at the man like there were better explanations for this other than the king was suffering. Maybe it wasn’t really the time for that, but where was the distinction at this point?

Kosta was extremely bloodied and reeking of Grealor ashes, but he did not mind the fact that he was going to save his Erasthai.

Maybe it was the only way to get the ultimatum free and rid them of Sanji’s curse.

After all, if a breakup was what they needed, surely it wasn’t supposed to be hard; they could find better ways to live, right? However miserable they would be on their own, yeah?

Even if it would hurt worse than anything they had ever had to deal with in their lives.

"Kaito may be the one unconscious. But you’re dying too, Konstantin. I see the way you’re tired. How do you not take a break? You’ve been running on nothing but air the past days, and if this continues, we might have to set up another bed beside Kaito.

"You need to stop and take a break. Let the adults do the heavy lifting this time. I didn’t stop you from going to Grealor, probably because you needed to let out all the rage you were feeling, but you need to stop now.

"Pause. You need to go to bed and rest. It is the only way for you to keep functioning, son," King Zaffuto said reassuringly, his tender voice coming off as a red flag for Igor Konstantin.

Kosta stood up abruptly, putting some distance between himself and the king. In fact, he created a bubble shield around him, as if that was going to stop the magic of the mighty mad king of Kawai.

It was a great risk he was facing.

But Kosta was not letting go any time soon, and he was letting the king know that he would fight until the very end.

Kosta knew he would be unable to get any sleep unless Tamiko was awake, and judging by the direction the king had started taking, he could see that this would end, and it was going to work out for him.

"No... I don’t want to sleep. I am fine. I’m okay, see?" Kosta rambled as he cast a cleansing spell on him, and in seconds, he was as clean as he always was on a day.

Hell, his clothes had changed. His broken heart and the lonely eyes were the only things that could be used to tell just how badly he was hurting. God, he looked so decent you wouldn’t even think that he was in the worst kind of pain.

"Konstantin..."

"I can’t... he is all I got. I need to make sure he wakes up. I need to find a way around this; I need to figure out what happens with Sanji’s curse. Maybe if I didn’t try to get back at Tamiko with Sanji, all this would be fine.

"Maybe if I focused on loving him instead of going inside just to make him jealous and as hurt as he made me feel, maybe I would have prevented this. But... I can work through this. I can make it better. I promise I’ll be better.

"Plea... please don’t make me sleep," Kosta begged, and the king looked at the scared kid before him.

Zaffuto could see Kosta upping all his defenses. The kid was trying his very best to be brave, all while shaking uncontrollably. He could see a clean version of Kosta, but the fatigue was there.

That was the kind of hit that magic would have a fix for.

No spell would ever make him feel any better about that.

And he had to know it too.

"Please give me time," Kosta begged desperately. He was not sure how to live a life without Tamiko, and with Grealor already gone, Kosta didn’t want to do anything other than find solutions for both Tamiko.

He couldn’t just leave.

He couldn’t afford to rest.

Not when no one knew what the prince would even be like when morning came, or even when the midnight clock struck.

It was just a bargain that Kosta was not ready for, and if he had to beg the king to give him a chance to even spend those days with Tamiko, then he would do it.

Oh, he would do it.

Tamiko was his lifeline, and without him, Kosta was empty. Lost. Desperate and unsure of what the word was supposed to look like, and it hurt to think because none of this was ever going to make it easier for them.

"You need to–"

"Please don’t take this away from me. Please. He is my everything. My heart, my life, my... I love him. So much it hurts. I just didn’t think that his love for me would be his punishment.

"How cruel can the universe be to take him away and still not even let him live? After the cruel life he had, and now he is in pain too," Kosta said, his voice breaking at the thought of what was so uncertain.

He didn’t know how to fix Tamiko.

And it hurt because now that he was learning there was another condition, even killing Yilena would be worthless to break the ultimatum. No one knew for sure how long the curse had been taking root.

Maybe for eleven years the ultimatum existed, and maybe for weeks since Sanji’s death. No one could tell, and it hurt the most because nothing Kosta had tried to do would make it any better.

"Breathe, Kostantin... breathe, kid. I will not force you to sleep, I swear it. Just breathe and get the bubble off of you, it looks ridiculous," the king teased, but Konstantin stared at him like he didn’t trust the man’s words.

He was right to be skeptical because the kid had been calm through and through; it was more unnerving than even the fact that Tamiko was unconscious and fading beyond the door they were all looking at at the moment.

"The ultimatum had been a simple test of faith, but they had already found a curse there, Konstantin. The Furfantes placed it so long ago. The first time, they took Kaito and left him in Grealor.

" The curse was already there. The curse only got activated when he got an Erasthai. I’m not blaming you for this, kid. I have seen you both love, and it has been a sickeningly sweet experience. So, this is not on you.

"The Furfantes wanted me to lose, and they knew and still know damn well that if I lose Tamiko, I will be a beast and Kawai will burn. That has always been their goal anyway. I just hate that they had to play the cruel game with both of you," King Zaffuto sighed.

He had spent hours thinking, trying to make it all make sense. Trying to see it out that at least at the end of the day, there was something for them to hold onto.

Maybe it was a dangerous thing to ever consider, but that was all that life had to offer them. A bargain that was so roughly struck that no one would ever be able to tell where the lines were to be drawn.

It was just unfortunate like that, and if they didn’t think well and hard, there would be the greatest loss within Kawai and the realm at large.

"It’s all my fault."