17 Sixteen

After spending a good month familiarizing Einra ,Seph mostly wasted his time bothering the pair of mother and son he first met at the dock.

The former crown prince still remembered how his Uncle word's left his jaw hanging after they eat dinner.

"Arctic guard your mama on your way home okay?"

That jerk old man deliberately said those words as reminder for him to stop approaching the little beauty with no good intention. Those eyes identical to his mother looked at him with knowing stares.

"Remoa's offlimit"

But he does not survive the war back then without a reason. If he could met those stares his mother's giving to him and remain standing proud in the presence of strong enemies —then his kind uncle would not be a problem.

And indeed. It's not his uncle nor his wife and even Remoa who managed to stop his attempt to be close to her but the two faced young demon , the little beauty called : son.

That fat potato is smart and irritating as his second brother. Their both manipulative and genius in their own ways but the only difference is his second brother despite of his skeptical remarks does secretly admired him! but this child ah! He's a huge headache.

Arctic likes to play the role of "innocent,fragile and loveable" young boy in front of his auntie, the women in the island and especially to his mother but when it comes to him and that old man Bon! The kid does not even hesitate to hide his sneer.

"You are here again"

As usual, Seph found himself in front of Remoa's little warm house and this kid interogatting or more like stopping him from seeing his mother.

"I buy new flavors of steam bun in the market today but i think i bought too muc—"

"My mother and I were not beggars"

Cutting his words with that little voice makes seph's side of mouth twitch in annoyance but he must tolerate this twerk.

"I see your mother yesterday asking for i—"

"I should know.I am the one who wanted it"

This little twerp retort. Seph could imagine his head being filled with thousands of lines due to this brat and his smart tiny mouth.

"Just give it to your mother"

No longer hiding his annoyance Seph reluctantly handed the basket of random sweet buns in the hand of Arctic who's expression remain unbothered. The moment those little pair of hands get the basket he immediately turn his back and started to walk inside of the house slamming it's door.

No words of appreciation nor simply gestures like nodding was given to him as answer!

Really Good!

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Brooming the leaves in the back of their house Remoa noticed her son's fat figure running towards her holding a small basket of seemingly food with a happy expression on his face.

"Mama!"

He greeted enthusiastically which made her smile in respond. These fast few weeks Arctic started to befriend the other children here at the island much to her joy.

She also noticed how her son would stop speaking everytime he accidentally talk about Shun. Hiding the guilt in her eyes the only thing she could do for Arctic was to show him in return that she is fine.

But with the appearance of that man her daily plan of happy life was instantly ruined. She could not exactly find another words to describe him except from annoying.

He is relentless in disturbing them to the point that she's starting to lower her guard to that no longer stranger.

"I bought you the same buns that Grandma Mia gave us yesterday!"

Getting a steam bun from the basket Arctic bashully looked at his mother akin to a small puppy offering a treasure to it's God and coetishlly said in a low voice.

"For Mother, i would climb the highest mountain , swam an ocean with thousands of sharks and tame the most shameful emperor"

Stunned at her son words Remoa only smile, softly hold his hand and bite a small portion of the freshly made sweet buns.