Alexander entered his room and closed the door behind him but just as the door touched its handle the door opened again and Xavier barged in closing get behind him.

"What the fuck?!" Xavier yelled at his brother making his eyes widen. "What do you think you were doing by shaking your head in front of the king when he asked the question?!" If the king asked you something one had to come up with an answer. They could not lie neither could they end up keeping their mouth shut.

Alexander sighed and shook his head. "I had no idea what to do." He replied in equal frustration. His mind was completely blank.

Xavier laughed sarcastically. "Then you could have repeated what was going on in the room and then put a question in the end! Think, fucking damn it!"

Alexander was showing signs that he was not ready for the throne and this was the end moment. The preparations for the coronation had already begun and if at this time people started to talk, it won't be good for anyone.

Alexander tsked. "I panicked." He revealed. "The king directed the question at me out of nowhere."

"The king will always direct the question to you out of nowhere. That is something that will never change." Xavier threw at it. "You are supposed to be paying more attention to everything!"

"Well, I can't!" Alexander yelled back equally loud and somehow manage to shock his brother. "I cannot focus on many things and I cannot think quickly under pressure."

And that was the problem save your released. As a king or head of state, he was supposed to be decisive under pressure. If there was a war or a calamity was struck Alexander as the future king was supposed to think in a situation of panic as calmly as he could.

But his brother had revealed that he could not, this was a problem.

"Alexander, no one can do it all of a sudden which is why you have been given a training period to deal with." He explained. "You and I were never supposed to be directly involved with the royalty and the royal duties but now since we are we have to adjust to it."historical

Sometimes responsibilities came and one had no choice but to accept because of the impact it would have on everyone.

It was simply becoming the scapegoat but also with the ground and immense power to command millions of creatures who was the most powerful.

"I need to think about it." His brother sat down on the bed and sighed. "I need to think about it all. If I want to and if I don't . . ."

Xavier scoffed. "Per se, please tell me what would happen if you're saying and decide that this is not what you want to do? Do you think you can go safely after rejecting the throne?"

Alexander scent change immediately and Xavier's heart dropped. Fuck, he was not supposed to say that.

"People would never agree. . .would they?" He muttered looking out of the window that had the view of the entire capital. "The public will never forgive a king who abdicated his rule because of . . Petty fear."

Xavier walked to his brother and took a seat beside him. "Alexander all of us know your calibre which is why we know that you would be a great king. Kings are born yes but their experiences and teachings make them great. Uncle Nicolas here to address all of your concerns regarding this and maybe you should take it up with him if you feel cold feet."

"Would he understand?"

Maybe maybe not the answer for that it could not be guaranteed never the less saviour stood by his brother. He nodded, "Yes. Ask him the question, as the young boy like him, years ago, who is going to take the throne." Raising his arm, he placed his on his shoulder. "Don't you worry? If you be the king or you don't I will always be beside you."

Alexander could not help but glance at his brother. His support was needed at this moment even more than Ashlynn's. "Really?" He asked with his eyes shining.

He nodded. "You are my brother and to me, that will always come first."

Both of them turned forward and looked at the capital which was bustling with life. They could see everyone given their eye side it was easy to make out who was where and what were they doing. Those were the people that one of them have to rule one day and no matter who it would be the other one would always be beside them.

"Don't worry." Xavier whispered looking ahead at the people, "It always is fine at the end of the day. Just like the before we would figure this out as well."

The brotherhood was strong as ever.

******

"Did you hear?" Cassandra to her husband who stood beside her.

He nodded. "Yes, unfortunately, this time the boys from got to light the incense stick."

"I don't get it," the displeasure on the mother's face was visible to anyone. "Why would they not tell us what they were thinking? Especially Alexander. Haven't we always made sure that they could come and talk to us about anything?"

Javier shrugged but on be inside he was just as hard as his wife if not more. With the boys, he had maintained a relationship with it to talk about anything. And when it came to such an important decision of their lives they were whispering it as if it was taboo.

The father inside him was for the first time disappointed in himself.

"Should we talk to them? Ask if there are things that they would like to discuss with us instead of Nicholas?" Cassandra tried again. "Alexander feels that he is not afraid that he is not up for it. The aftermath is something that we would deal with."

Javier gave out a long sigh and thought about it eventually coming to a decision that he told his mate, "First of all I don't think we should talk about this with them because overhearing a child's conversation can have a bad effect on them. It was as it is that they always bring about it among themselves." He hugged his mate and said the next, "Maybe, we should try and let them come to us instead of going to them."

He hoped that would come to them. Because as a father he would move the ends of earth's when it came to solving his children's problem.