The Third Prince Of Darkness

*Roxanne's POV*

I checked the notebook where my diary was once again, and today I checked my diary more times than I could count, but the writings hadn't changed. An event that would penetrate Ethan and change his character was going to happen very soon. I don't know what to do, even though I want to use this opportunity to improve my relationship with Ethan... I can't do it.

Pipkin only asked two things from me: first, that I shouldn't talk about my secret with anyone, and second, that I shouldn't use my knowledge of the future to help them.

But... I don't know... I really don't know what to do... I wish there was a way out...

How can I stay silent about an event that will affect Ethan so deeply? At least I should do something, but I can't deal with that person with my own power. Pipkin might be able to defeat him, but he would never agree to fight him. No matter how much I tell Ethan not to go there, he will never listen to me.

But all of this is my fault... If I had made Ethan fall in love with me, he would definitely listen to me, but I failed. Despite knowing so much about Ethan, I still failed... What should I do? What should I do?

This time I can't ruin our relationship... not this time... I can't ruin this second chance... I think it's best if I talk to Pipkin... maybe she will help me. After all, she is a mighty and high-ranking being.

So, making up my mind, I stood up and opened the sliding door of the small built-in room in the corner of my room. Inside, it was actually designed as a closet, but this was Pipkin's room. I bent down and looked at the cat with fluffy white fur. It was quite large for a cat, about the size of a small dog.

From the outside, it looked like just a big cat, but actually, this cat was the body of a higher being and the very being that took me back in time. The only reason he helped me was out of pity... In fact, even I pity my future self, but now I'm here, in a time to do everything right, and I will definitely not be like my future self.

I stroked Pipkim's fur, who was still in a deep sleep, and gently tried to wake him up. Pipkim was my favorite person after Ethan, and I would be grateful to him for my whole life, but now I was quite nervous because I was going to tell him something I shouldn't do.

When he opened his purple striped eyes, I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at him.

"You must have a good reason for waking me up, right? Nya~" She said

"Y-yes... there's something I want to talk to you about... I'm sorry for waking you up even though you're very tired" I said, averting my gaze.

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"It's okay! I've already regained most of my power. Nya~" she said and stood up, stretching his whole body.

"So, what do you want to say? Nya~" he asked.

"I... I want to give Ethan some advice about the future..."

"Haven't I told you before? You shouldn't do that. Nya~"

"I know, I know, but listen to me. I'll just give him a small piece of advice. I'll just tell him not to take one person with him, and if he refuses, I will not insist... Please let me... I don't want to see him like future... I want him to be happy."

Pipkin looked at me with her unusual eyes for a while, then closed her eyes and stood silently for a few minutes. "Okay... But just one warning! If you do something stupid, I'll have to kill you myself. Got it?" She said in her thin voice. When I saw the cold expression on her face, I knew she was serious.

"Yes! Thank you, Pipkin!" I said and kissed her fluffy head.

"Stop it! I'm not like those other stupid cats! Don't kiss me again! Nya~" she said, moving away from me.

"Oh, sorry!" I said and quickly went to my bed. After tightly hugging my bed, I quickly continued with the fantasies I had about my dear love...

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(Ethan's POV)

When I felt the darkness inside me coming out, I looked at Fiona's guard in front of me and was about to attack when I saw Emilia's hand moving behind me. It was a quick movement, and I could only see the moment she drew her sword back.

When I looked at the man again, my eyes widened in shock. The man's head had been enormously split in two and cut in just that "\\" way. The top of the man's head had slid down as if he had fallen down a slide, and blood was gushing from his head.

At that moment, Fiona's other guards quickly drew their weapons and ran towards us. Simultaneously, all the royal cavalry units protecting me drew their weapons and positioned themselves to center me. They all kept a keen eye on potential attacks, and Emilia stood right next to me, holding her long, slender sword tightly.

However, because the dark element within me was affecting my emotions, I felt as if a volcano had erupted inside me. I drew the sword with golden engravings, almost as tall as me, from my back and attacked the nearest guard.

Unfortunately, he managed to evade my heavy sword at the last moment, but fell onto his hip.

"How dare you draw a sword against a prince?! All of you want to die that much?" I shouted.

Fiona's guards seemed frightened by my words, and their hands, holding their swords, started to tremble. Each of them looked at one another with worried eyes.

With trembling legs, they slowly retreated, but still held their swords toward us.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" I heard a woman's shout, and my dwindling anger flared up again.

"I'm the one who should be asking that question!" I said and walked towards Fiona, clinging to my sword. Emilia ran quickly behind me.

"What are you doing? Have you gone mad?" Fiona said with widening eyes.

I knew what I was about to do was wrong, but I didn't stop my anger. But just as I reached the range to attack Fiona, the air in my lungs suddenly decreased. Everyone in the courtyard felt bad, and some even fell to the ground. The intense aura of the person who approached with heavy steps made it difficult to breathe. This person was, of course, none other than King Richard of Asina.

"My son... Before you make a big mistake, drop your sword" he said, and his calm voice surprised me.

I guess he wasn't worried because he didn't even see me as a dangerous person.

"But father, just now...-"

"Enough! Either drop your sword or I'll have your head displayed in the city square for drawing a weapon against the king!" he said, and this time his voice had an angry tone.

Clenching my teeth, I dropped the sword and said, "Drop your weapons..." to my men behind me.

Then I knelt before Richard, and my soldiers behind me knelt as well. Since they were under my command, they listened to my orders. As I knelt before the king, I watched in disgust as Fiona clung to my father's arm. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do, but I promised myself that I would never forget this day.

"I beg forgiveness for showing disrespect before the most exalted King Richard, the king of the kingdom under the Sun..."