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“Wouldn’t a human like you be more afraid of me?”

“Er..why should I be scared of you sir?”

“Is it not quite obvious? I’m a fae, you're a child of man. All humans hate fae.”

“Father?” Lilia snapped out of his train of thought to see Silver looking at him a bit concerned.

“Hmm, yes Silver?”

“You looked like you were zoned out or in some trance. Are you alright?”

“Kufufu, of course I am, I just get a little stuck in the past. That’s all~”

“Ah, okay.”

Lilia stared at Silver longer which led to a long awkward silence between the two.

“Father, I need to head to class now.” Silver said, breaking the silence as he went to leave.

Lilia nodded and watched Silver walking away leaving the dorm.

Silver…he reminded Lilia so much. So much of a human boy he once knew.

***

Lilia wasn’t sure why this human boy was following him. Even though the boy tried to be discreet about it, his unique features such as his silver hair and his aurora-like eyes.

Still he decided to humour this child of man and pretended not to notice him.

Soon after having enough of humouring the child, he turned around immediately, leading to the boy yelping in surprise at being caught so soon.

“What are you doing following me?” Lilia demanded.

The boy looked a bit nervous to say anything but still said what he wanted to say. “…I was curious to know more about you.”

“Know more about me?” Lilia let out a laugh at the thought of that. How silly can this human be?

The silver haired boy nodded. “Well, yes.”

“I’m curious, child of man, how did you find me?”

“Well I like to explore the forest a lot and saw you so, I got curious and followed you.”

“My, how brave of you. A human daring enough or perhaps foolish to go after a fae.”

“Foolish?”

“Well yes. Wouldn’t a human like you be more afraid of me?”

“Er..why should I be scared of you sir?”

“Is it not quite obvious? I’m a fae, you're a child of man. All humans hate fae.”

“I don’t hate you though?”

With how the boy responded it only seemed to amuse Lilia more. Is this boy not aware of the war that is raging as of right now between the human and fae?

Lilia signed. “Child of man, shouldn’t you be going back to whatever home you may have back at your human village-“

“I don’t have a home.”

That surprised the war general. Lilia raised an eyebrow.

The silver haired boy fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. “Never had one really.”

“So you never had parents or anything at all?” The human boy wanted to know more about the fae but now here was Lilia prodding the boy questions about his home life.

The boy hesitated before continuing. “I do have a dad, but he’s always drinking so I don’t consider the house I live in a home.”

Ah. So the boy’s father was an alcoholic.

“Your mother?”

The boy shrugged. “She left after I was born.”

“And here you are, a child of man, curious of what humans consider their enemy. The fae.” Lilia said, concluding it all up.

“I’m curious about a lot of things.” The boy said.

Lilia chuckled. “We had an interesting conversation for sure but I must be going now, child of man.”

“Why?”

Was it not obvious from his attire? He was still dressed up for war.

“Have you not heard of the fae-human war that is still going on?” He asked incredulously.

“I hear adults talking about it but I didn’t know you were part of it.” The boy said bluntly.

Lilia snorted. “Anyways I must be going.”

“Will I see you again?” The boy asked curiously.

“…we’ll see.”

Once again they met. The boy saw him trudging through the forest and instead of trying to follow him in secret since the fae general already knew of his existence he simply bounced up to him.

“You’re back!” The boy said happily.

“Yes. I am back.” Lilia responded back dryly.

The two then walked in silence before the boy broke the silence. “Is the war over?”

Lilia blinked. “I’m sorry?”

“Since you’re here not on a battlefield or anything that would mean the war is over.” The silver-haired boy said.

“That. Is an interesting conclusion you have.” Lilia noted. He knelt down to look at the boy directly in his eyes. “Tell me what do you think when you hear about war?”

“Uh, I know it’s bad. It’s like a long argument right?”

“Something like that. In war, you can have truces between periods of time and then resume the fight to win over something.”

The boy scrunched up his face. “That sounds complicated. But you’re here now so I wanna know more about you now!”

This child of man really did have a short attention span.

“Well I am a fae.” Lilia said.

“But what’s your name?” The boy asked curiously. “I’ll tell you my name! It’s Silver!”

“Is your name Silver because of your hair?” The fae general asked.

Silver thought about it and shrugged. “Maybe.”

“Most fae don’t reveal their name you know.” Lilia said.

The boy’s expression dropped. “Oh. Mr. Bat!”

“I’m sorry?”

“Mr. Bat. Your new nickname until I get to know your real name. You remind me of a bat.”

He was surprisingly close to what type of fae he was. “Fine. Call me that if you want.” He stood up. “Before you said you didn’t hate fae. Most children of man would be frightened by us fae.”

“You don’t look scary.” Silver answered.

‘You never would see me be truly scary until you're an enemy on a battlefield’ Lilia thought.

“I should go back before it gets dark.” Silver said after noticing how it was evening already.

“Alright. You are off now then.”

“Will I see you again?”

“Lilia?” Lilia blinked and looked to see Malleus looking at him. “You were staring at your food untouched for a while. Are you unwell?”

“Ah, no I’m fine Malleus. Just reminiscing.”

The former general never did answer the boy’s question but still saw him again from time to time. It was rather nice back then to have someone not revere him in awe or fear.

It was a shock to him when he learned of the boy’s demise of being killed by the other villagers just for interacting with a fae. The villages had seemed to think the boy would have been too far infected to be saved so he was killed.

Lilia thought back to the question the boy constantly asked.

“Will I see you again?”

He smiled.

This time I decided to write it more in Andrei’s POV (Andrei being the guard who kidnaps silver and brainwashed him in Lettie’s potion!au) I don’t have a good title for this lol

I tried to connect it to this one shot as well

How things have changed so much.

He: Andrei used the guard of perhaps one of the most prestigious royal families ever to live. He had lived to serve the family with his life.

It all came crashing down when those fae…those bastardly fae from the kingdom of Briar Valley come swarming in, destroying the kingdom. Worst of all one of the most infamous Fae generals of all time: the Phantom General had stolen the baby prince.

He was just at the door to the nursery, severely injured and watched unable to do anything and watched with hatred towards the fae as the war criminal whisked the baby prince away.

Years swept by so easily, he lived in the remains of the fallen kingdom, constantly scheming a plan for revenge towards the fae and to take back the stolen prince. Seventeen years later, he had finally managed to acquire information on the whereabouts of the missing prince. The prince attended Night Raven College and his father was listed as…the Phantom General.

No matter, the fae was too old to attend some college so Andrei had gone and found the missing prince walking back to his dorms late at night. He must admit, the prince at first denied the idea of him being a prince and said he was just Silver, a retainer for the crown prince of the fae. Oh how the fae have brainwashed him truly. All it took was a tranquilliser drug he acquired to force him unconscious so he could whisk him away from this wretched place and undo all the brainwashing the fae had done to him.

It took some time, but the prince believed now believed him to have always been his guardian ever since his parents death. He trusted him and that was the most important thing. He must admit again, he hadn’t expected for the Phantom General to come crashing into the Shaftlands shrieking at him for stealing his son.

Honestly, what son? All he saw was a war criminal who had stolen the prince of the royal family he had served under for so long.

Soon he enrolled the prince to Royal Sword Academy. A better and more proper college for the prince to learn at. He was skilled at sword fighting, he grudgingly admitted the fae did a good thing in teaching him that. Soon the tournament came, the prince was selected as one of the representatives.

He watches from the field as the announcements go on and the representatives for the academy come out of the tent when suddenly bats swarm towards the representatives. Everyone had screamed, all but the prince who stared at the bats…fondly for some reason. He looked towards the direction of where the bats came from and saw him.

So the Phantom General was also attending college…

He made his way through the crowd to find the prince who slipped away to return the bats. He finds the prince talking to that fae.

“Silver there you are.” He calls out.

Silver turns and greets him. He also introduces him to the fae whose name is Lilia Vanrouge.

Andrei nodded slightly as he stared at the fae, placing a shoulder on the young prince. The prince broke the tension again trying to explain how Andrei was his guardian.

The former general’s face tightened slightly at that word. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Andrei.” The fae Said stiffly.

“Pleasure is all mine. Come Silver, you must have your daily tea now.” Andrei says as he guides the prince away from the fae. “You shouldn’t be talking to him.” He says to the silver haired prince.

The prince stares at him quizzically. “Why not? Is it because he’s a fae?”

“No, no.” Yes. “You just need to be careful with who you trust.” Andrei said smoothly.

“I trust you though. Should I be more careful with trusting you?”

“Your sarcasm fails to amuse me.” Andrei said flatly. “Let me redo your hair, it got messy from the sudden swarm of bats flying over.”

“Oh, it’s okay-“

“If this keeps up, it will become more not princely, young prince.”

“…”

“Silver.”

“…I know.”

“I am doing what’s right for you.”

The prince nods, not looking at Andrei. The former guard sighs. This is for the better good: He thinks to himself. If the brainwashing of the fae returns…he may require more doses of the potion if this keeps up.

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