The Princess And The Lord

In the parking lot right in front of the ice cream shop, a tall, muscular man with messy black hair and tanned skin scolded a teenager with a nearly identical appearance, obviously, they were related.

"Fargo, how many times have I told you, you can't ride a motorbike!" Zargan's roar startled many who walked past them, they whispered to each other while glancing at him but didn't dare point at Zargan for fear of his intimidating appearance.

"But I can already ride Uncle Zargan's motorcycle. You see, I've never had an accident or anything like that!" Fargo refuted.

The bluish veins in his temples popped up as his anger peaked "It doesn't matter whether it was an accident or not, you broke the rules!"

Fargo scratches his head in annoyance while letting Zargan spit his anger nonstop. Fargo is a descendant of the Elkhandt family that according to the legend inherited the blood of the mythical animal Lycan which accelerates their growth, that is why Fargo who is only twelve years old looks like a sixteen or seventeen years old boy therefore no one stops him when he rides a motorbike.

Unfortunately, the motorbike he was riding was Zargan's favorite motorbike and he happened to return home to pick up the documents he had left at home, that's when he realized his favorite motorbike was missing and from his home camera he found out who the culprit was and traced him to the ice cream shop.

Zargan called his subordinates to return the motorbike back to his house while Fargo sat on the bench waiting for Zargan to return after giving instructions to his subordinates on what else they had to do.

Fargo who was sitting with a tight frown still didn't seem to realize his mistake, then suddenly a boy in a blue bear hood climbed onto the bench with difficulty.

His little buttocks swayed left and right as he tried to climb onto the bench, Fargo clicked his tongue in annoyance and then helped the little boy to sit up.

"Thanks, brother," said the boy sincerely while nodding his head politely.

Fargo had never seen a child so polite before especially in his family because everyone tended to be loud and rough even the girls.

Fargo glanced curiously at the boy, but the boy was wearing big sunglasses that completely covered his face he still could guess the kid was quite cute.

Are you alone?" Fargo asked.

The boy shook his head "No, my uncle and sister are coming with me"

"Where are they?" Fargo look around but didn't see anyone.

"Inside the ice cream shop waiting for the special ice cream cake Lory wanted" the boy explain with a soft voice.

Fargo glanced at the long line in front of the cashier to the entrance then his eyes shifted to the big screen displaying advertisements for limited edition Poko-Poko cookies over and over again.

Fargo's thick brows furrowed at the sight of a Poko-Poko character holding a pink cake performing a strange dance and the children eagerly following along.

Fargo doesn't understand why this monstrous character has become so famous among children. Poko-Poko is half duck - half bear - and half cat, guess the creators of this character probably couldn't decide what animal they wanted to make so they created a monster instead,

"Your sister like that huh?" Fargo was perplexed wondering how the child's mind work even though he was a child himself.

"You like Poko-Poko? I like Poko-Poko too!" The little boy misunderstood Fargo's gaze.

"Oh, really? what do you like about him?" Fargo didn't dare to disappoint the little boy.

"Poko-Poko always tries to help his friends even though he always fails but he never gives up" the boy explained shyly.

"Wouldn't that would just annoy his friends instead?" Fargo looked at the boy next to him with slight amusement.

The boy looked down at his shoes and appear slightly anxious but then he speak again with a quiet voice: "Maybe but..if he never tries how does he know he will succeed or not? My father said the worst thing a person can do is never try at all,"

Fargo was stunned by the boy's answer, even though the boy was shy and timid but he was brave enough to speak his mind and also quite articulate too.

suddenly he felt the string in his heart being tugged by an invisible force he subconsciously raised his hand and then patted the boy's head "Your father is right, uhm...you are a good boy!" Fargo said awkwardly.

The boy looked up at him with a big grin plastered on his face if only the sunglasses didn't cover half of his face he would have seen the boy's entire expression.

Fargo was shocked by his own thoughts, why would he care about a strange kid he didn't even know the name of? besides Fargo never liked children because they were too noisy, too talkative, and too weak to play with him because of his abnormal growth because of Fargo often skipped school with his cousins because of that he felt strange when he suddenly care with the boy he just met a few minutes ago.

"Hey kid, you shouldn't be here..." Suddenly the boy's head rested on his shoulder and then slumped onto his thigh.

"Sleepy..." the boy muffled then fell asleep.

Fargo was shocked and then panicked "Hey, boy, you cannot sleep here! are you sleeping? HEY!"

The boy left a soft snore indicating he was already drowning in deep sleep.

However, Fargo couldn't believe how this boy could fall asleep so fast like he had been drugged, but Fargo didn't dare to shake the little boy's body for fear of hurting him. Besides, he couldn't control his strength so often without intentionally injuring other people, thankfully that other person was his cousin who was more or less the same as him. so they were just bruised but the same thing wouldn't happen to this little boy, as a result, Fargo was just mute confused without knowing what to do.

'What should I do?' Fargo was confused and then looked towards the ice cream shop where he said his sister and uncle were.

'Did I go inside to tell this boy's family?' but Fargo hesitated because he did not know what the face of this boy's family was like, besides he could not carry a child he did not know carelessly afraid of being thought of as a kidnapper after all he looks much older because the size of his body but he could not leave this boy alone here or else he would be kidnapped for real since that boy is so 'CUTE'

Just as he was contemplating the risk several adults were already glancing at the boy, probably they just thought the sleeping boy in the bear jacket looked really cute but Fargo who become alert was sending death glare to each of them as if screaming 'FUC* OFF'

Fargo groaned a little annoyed but then he looked at the little boy sleeping on his lap Fargo scratched his head helplessly he would normally have left this boy or asked an adult to take over but somehow he couldn't just leave the boy alone because, for some reason, he was so worried about this child's safety and he had never felt this way with anyone, not even his own family.

Fargo let a long sigh and then realize the boy's sunglasses tilted he thought it wouldn't comfortable to sleep with sunglasses so Fargo took the sunglasses from the boy and folded them neatly it was then he saw the boy's face clearly, but then, Fargo felt the boy look quite familiar but he can't remember where he saw the boy face before.

"Luc sleep again, huh?"

Fargo was startled to almost jump out of his seat if he didn't remember the boy's head was still in his lap, Fargo looked over his shoulder and another kid wearing a bear hoodie hanging on the back of the bench while swinging her short legs in the air.

The little girl wore the same type of hoodie and oversize sunglasses as the little boy so Fargo was certain it must be the little boy's sister and from their similar feature, age, and height he guessed there must be twins.

"Are you Lory?" Fargo asked.

Lory looks at him and gives the same wide grin "Yup!"

Suddenly the string in his heart pulled even tighter, he was drawn by the little girl's smile.

But Fargo doesn't want to act weird he immediately collects himself "Where is your uncle, you guys should not be roaming around alone, what would happen if you got in an accident or kidnapped or robbed or harassed, you know how many freak and bad guys in this country?" Fargo suddenly nagged the seemingly oblivious twin, but the oblivious one was him cause he doesn't realize dozens of hidden guards watching them for a long time.

"Not much..." Lory pursed her lips "Statistically Harland is the safest country in the world with the lowest crime rate in the whole world..."

"Who told you that?" Fargo frown wondering who teach this little kid.

"Fred?" Lory answer readily.

"Fred is your uncle?" Fargo guessed.

"No, it was me" suddenly a voice come from behind him.

Fargo almost jump from his seat again, "Can you guys stop scaring me!" he exasperated.

But Fred remained indifferent he ignored Fargo and helped Lory down from behind the bench "Where's Uncle Reynald?"

"Uncle Reynald is paying for the cake inside," replied Lory casually while taking off her glasses cause it starts bothering her.

Fred glanced at Fargo for a while then started lecturing Lory "Lory, even though Harland is relatively safe but you still have to be careful...., especially with a strange -weird man that comes out of nowhere" he looked at Fargo with a suspicious look.

Of course, Fargo could understand the blatant sarcasm, he immediately shouted at Fred "Hey, who are you calling a weird-strange man? I'm only twelve you know?"

"...Twelve?" He sizes Fargo up and down then looks at Fargo doubtfully.

"Yeah, I'm only twelve!" Fargo pointed at himself.

Still, Fred found it hard to believe judging by Fargo's sizes.

"It's so noisy..." Lucas woke up and yawned, he look at Fargo with his glittering purple eyes.

Suddenly it was like an electric current that hit every fiber in his body that shook him to his core but the young Fargo didn't know how to comprehend this feeling he thought it was just a feeling of guilt or adoration then Fargo immediately pointed his finger at Fred saying: "Sorry kid I didn't mean to wake you up, It's all this annoying kid's fault!" Fargo throws Fred under the bus freely.

Fred was instantly provoked, anger burning across his face "Hey, who are you calling 'annoying' huh?!"

"You, of course!" Fargo scoffed.

Fred and Fargo glared at each other while grinding their teeth as the hostility between them was palpable.

"Oh, what happened here?" Reynald one of the King's Archknight just come out of the Ice cream store while carrying a cake box.

"Fred make a new friend uncle Reynald!" Lory answer excitedly.

"WE ARE NOT!" Fargo and Fred answer simultaneously.

"You are not?" Lucas looks at them with sad puppy eyes, while tears threaten to fall from Lory's purple eyes.

"Uhm…" Fargo and Fred immediately become anxious.

"Oh, Fargo right?" Reynald recognize Fargo Right away since Zargan liked to grumble about his naughty nephew and he had seen his picture on Zargan's desk along with the other nieces and nephews.

"Aww…you guys become friends now? How nice…"Reynald eyes twinkle with pure delight though with a slight playfulness that no one notices.

Fargo and Fred wanted to refute him wholeheartedly but then two pairs of purple gem-like eyes stared expectantly at them therefore the words he wanted to yell loudly to the air stuck in their throat.

"Are you?" Lory's face beamed excitedly.

"Will you?" Lucas asks with a hopeful expression.

"...."

"...."

Fargo and Fred squirm to spit the word they are reluctant to say, "Uggh….Yeah…"