The green pupils in Malleus’ eyes shook in rage as he watched his childhood bully—Aurelius Rosetta—touch and hold the human Malleus had grown acquainted with so endearingly. He was standing atop the stairs, large, gloved hand gripping the staircase, hard enough to the point it was a wonder how it didn’t break yet. From the looks of it, the Headmaster of RSA suggested a formal event to happen between NRC and RSA politely, much to Crowley’s dismay.
Malleus just loved you so much…So the thought of this insufferable, two-faced brat putting his hands on you and cooing at you filled him with unspeakable rage. Aurelius had already taken enough from him, Malleus won’t let him take you next.
“Such a cute human…But a pitiful one for being all alone, stuck in a school filled with “scary” students…Don’t you agree, Draconia?” Aurelius asked in a taunting way, clearly mockingly referring to how he tended to scare everyone away.
The need to burn that blonde, two-faced, privileged brat to a crisp was growing stronger and stronger.
Fortunately, he remembered Lilia’s warnings to not go too overboard when he spots Aurelius and held back. Instead, Malleus gripped the staircase harder, a crack finally stemming in it, “Mind your tongue, Rosetta, and watch what you say in-front of a crown prince who could strike you down if he-so pleases. I do not fall for your sweet words the way the others foolishly do, I can actually see the thorn in that rose of yours…Now, I would suggest that you release their hands to prevent anymore of your…Sickeningly and disgustingly sweet touch from poisoning their body any longer.” He spoke coldly, his gaze as dark and cold as ever, a subtle threat at his words.
“Such a cute human…But a pitiful one for being all alone, stuck in a school filled with “scary” students…Don’t you agree, Draconia?” Aurelius asked in a taunting way, clearly mockingly referring to how he tended to scare everyone away.
The tension in the air only grew thicker as the two princes stared with intense hatred for the other, Malleus’ eyes briefly flickering down to your held hands in irritation. He seemed to be wearing a gothic tux with the Draconia symbol in-crested on it, clearly tailored just for him while Aurelius wore a more lighter color tux, a rose symbol in-crested on it as well.