The sunlight poured in Prince Harry's bedroom through the wall sized large window and he hummed in content seeing the sunrise and completing his romantic saga.

"Here's your breakfast , Prince Harry."

Harry smiled and politely thanked the lady for serving him an extra chocolate cupcake as the king never approved of him eating unhealthy. But, being servant's favorite had its perks. "Hey mikey, did you practice what I taught you yesterday?" He frowned seeing the 8 year old not running towards him with a huge grin and excitement for learning something new like he usually did.

"I did, your majesty " his frown deepened hearing the boy squeak from where he hid behind Esmeralda, Harry's caretaker from when he was a toddler. Harry loves his father deeply and knew his stepfather's bitterness towards life caused due to his incapability of producing kids. But he never understood his harshness towards the inferior and his denial of letting Harry treat them well.

Harry opened his mouth to assure the young boy to act normal, he wouldn't let the King's ruthless attitude change his perspective, but was interrupted by a booming voice of his Irish cousin,"Get up you lazy arse. His Majesty wants you."

"What did I do this time?" Harry grumbled to which Niall snickered answering,"Don't worry, he's just calling for your assistance to see some guy fighting."

"What?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion , this wasn't the first time his father was making two men fight each other for his entertainment. But, he knew Harry hated that, two men hurting just for fun. Despite of being a prince, violence wasn't his cup of tea so he racked his brains at the king's sudden demand.

"Some guy claimed that he's the best warrior or something so the king challenged him to fight with anyone picked by the king. The winner will obviously win the prize. Same shit over again, god knows why he wants you there. So come on, I don't wanna miss anything." Niall whined pulling Harry towards the battlefield.

Harry sighed in defeat and slumped his shoulders letting Niall drag him. All he wanted right now was to curl and read the new books delivered yesterday to the royal library or play with Melissa, Esmeralda's granddaughter the most friendliest baby Harry had ever met.

While Niall yelped in excitement, Harry gasped shock and worried seeing a very well built man with his back towards him standing opposite to the castle's most strongest man. Harry started chanting a prayer for the man who was a foot shorter and had the most amazing arse eve-Shit! Sorry God, Jesus Christ! Mother Mary!Holy thoughts! Holy thoughts!

His thoughts were abruptly stopped when Bruce laughed saying,"Are you ready, pretty boy." And Niall snickered muttering,"that guy's so dead ..." while Harry made a promise to himself that once the fight is over and the guy would recover from his physical injuries, he will personally try to cure whatever mental illness he is suffering that convinced him to fight Bruce.

The guy then cracked his knuckles arching his back and revealing Harry his delicious arse which has to be carved by the God. Harry's distracting thoughts were once again snapped shut, 'I really need to stop zoning out', he said to himself before the guy blocked Bruce's attack and jumped stabbing him right in the medulla oblongata. Harry quickly shut his eyes and covered his face with his hands trying hard to block the view and the scene which had unfold in front of him. He was too disturbed by seeing so much blood which was making him slightly nauseous than to be impressed or shocked by the guy. However , when the guy's voice boomed in the arena ,"Was he serious the best you had?" and at that moment Harry confirmed that the guy was an incarnation of the devil.

Harry was kind hearted and a sweet person in general, innocent but not naive, he knew that the realty was harsh and unfair but chose to have a positive outlook on life. He knew that some people were cold and rude and have a animalistic habit to kill some people just for fun, Bruce was one of them, but that didn't mean that Satan (a name he deemed should fit that cold hearted guy) should have killed him such mercilessly! Satan didn't even know Bruce!

Bruce was a horrible man, Harry wouldn't deny that, but Satan didn't know that, what if Bruce was a married man with kids, they all would have been devastated by his death. The irony of the sentence would've made Harry snort if he wasn't so focused on trying not to puke, he hated seeing blood.

"Your majesty " Satan added after few seconds , no one had ever dared to talk like that to the king ever and the rebelliousness turned him on a bit. But it soon vanished when the king muttered, "Not if you joined." making Harry sick to his stomach, the king didn't not seem at all fazed by Bruce's death. He knew that his father treated Bruce better than he treated Harry cause of the success he had bought to the kingdom by his battling skills. But, he came to realize that he was just a pawn in this game.

He held back a gasp after opening his eyes and seeing probably the best shade of blue eyes he'd ever seen and also the most unreadable which was confusing for Harry since he was very good at reading people. He had high cheekbones over which his long eyelashes brushed and a strong set of jawline with thin yet kissable lips. Yes, he definitely wasn't a human!

"I'm impressed." he heard his father say and Harry looked at him in shock. He expected the king to order to take Satan away for murdering one of his precious men or at least say that killing Bruce wasn't deemed necessary. "So those rumors were true. You are one of the best warrior I've come across."

"Thank you, your majesty." Satan bowed down and Harry pouted unable to make any humane reasoning as to what and why was all this happening and why was he witnessing all this. Maybe because life was a beautiful mystery or more like a beautiful my'satan'ery ! He would have laughed at his pun while Niall wouldn't, but this held no humor for him cause all he saw emptiness in those cerulean orbs and for a split second he felt bad for Satan but that was soon vanished when he saw Bruce's dead body lying in a pool of blood.

"Best! He's one of the greatest!" Niall's voice boomed in his ears and Harry was grateful for it as it distracted him from the blood which made him feel like throwing up. "That.Was.AWESOME !" Harry was too drained to be shocked now, everyone was acting as if Bruce never existed.

"Yes, indeed it was. For your remarkable performance I would offer your assistance to the army and as a personal trainer to my son." Harry's eyes widened as his jaw hung low in surprise , 'okay ... well that .. was unexpected ' he thought but then maybe not remembering his father's ignorance towards Bruce's death, he wouldn't care much about replacing him before the body was even cold.

"It would be an honor to serve you." And realization of his father's words hit him making shudder and gulp in fear of what Satan could do with him. He really should pray since God has to be punishing him. 'I'm way too young to die.' his thoughts were overcome by the urge of kissing satan's lips as he glanced at them. Harry always desired to experience a kiss about which he read in his books, but until now never really desired it to be with a specific someone. He mentally slapped himself for having such ideas towards a killer who God knows what was going to do with him! "I'll personally take care of the prince." Satan smiled viciously, the only emotion evident in his eyes.

Harry got up and left without sparing a glance to the king, "Please excuse me." The king didn't even notice his absence too enchanted by the young boy in front of him, he knew this boy wasn't stupid like Bruce and the king needs new tactics to control this one.

Harry was too overwhelmed to realize Niall following him till he felt someone grab his shoulders, "Hey, you okay? You look like you're about to pass out" and so he did.

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Niall instantly leaped up from where he was sitting to move next to Harry who groaned opening up his eyes while clutching the right side of his head."Hey, you okay?"

"Oww..my head hurts .." Harry winced. He blinked couple of times and looked around his room wondering how did it get so dark.

"Yeah...um...sorry about that. I couldn't catch you when you fell down. Didn't actually expected you to faint." Niall fortunately was a laid back guy and didn't let the confusion of why did the king had demanded Harry's presence knowing that Harry doesn't handle blood well.

"Wait. What !?" All the past events come rushing back to Harry. "Oh my god! Bruce's dead! Satan's back! I'm going to die! Shouldn't have stolen! Shouldn't have skipped my prayers! I hate being a prince!" He rambles whispering and his headache soon increased.

"Woah woah...slow down there." Niall said handing him some medicine for his headache. He forgot that Harry wasn't used to such duals. "Relax, this happens many times. Though, we didn't really expect Bruce's defeat much less his death. But, what's done is done. You'll get used to it. Oh and the king wants you to come down for the celebration."

"Celebration of someone's Death!" Harry screeched not believing his ears.

"Oh no no. I meant celebration for Louis to join the army."

"What? He never did that for Bruce ... or anyone I think."

"Yeah but it's the Master Of Swordsmanship. He ended the Bruce, the king's best soldier in matter of seconds! He's got the wits. Do you know how much your highness can gain from this!"

Harry sighed, "Honestly, I don't care. Let's just go and get over with this." He would soon leave when his dad would be too drunk to notice.

Harry followed Niall who soon started gulping down food and alcohol. He slouched down in his seat and started idly playing with his sleeve trying best to avoid a piercing gaze.

Louis smirked looking intently at Harry knowing that harry knew he was looking at him continuously and shifted under his intense glare. His doubts of Harry not being a cocksucker was soon vanished when he noticed him looking anywhere else but the dancer's bloating breast shoving at his face unlike his father.

He winked at Curly when he finally looked in his direction, but soon blushed and looked away. Seems like Mission Put My Cock In The Boy With Curly Locks wasn't gonna much of a challenge.

He soon got up and left. Before following the prince, he turned towards the king and shout over the music which was blaring in the background, "I'm gonna fuck your son!"

"Thanks you too ." The king was way too drunk and slurred his reply to 'good luck with your buns.' Louis chuckled and yelled to the king, "You're so stupid!" If someone did hear him, though he doubts that since everyone is pissed drunk, he actually wouldn't mind a fight. Sitting next to the king and pretending to be friendly towards him was making his blood boil. Thank god for Curly, he had something to distract him.

Harry entered the library, which to his luck was empty and so were the hallways since everyone was at the party. Excited for the new arrivals, he ran towards the pile and select a handful of them to take them back to his room. If the king comes to know that he left the party for reading, the next celebration might be of his death.

Too engrossed in his own world , he soon bumped into hard muscles.

"Oops!"

"Hi"

Harry's eyes popped out of his sockets seeing , the Satan himself standing in front of him with an amusing smirk on his face.

"Um .. C-can I h-help you with something?" Harry mentally face-palmed himself for stuttering.

"You can do a lot more than helping me .." His voice sent shivers down his spine and he took notice of how his pupils dilated a bit.

"Excuse Me!" Harry squeaked not believing his ears.

"Whatcha you got there curly?" He said looking down at the pile of books in my hand .

Wow! Harry never really liked being a prince all the time and only few of his friends called him with his actual name, but this Satan was being very disrespectful by not even acknowledging his permission. That and his stupid smirk on stupid lips was really getting on Harry's nerves!

"Books." He answered without stuttering because of his annoyance towards the man was overpowering his fear towards him. Oh god! What if he kills me! No one's even here to witness anything! And he won't be able to read the new arrivals! Harry didn't find himself lucky then.

"Yeah. No shit ."

Harry was a good person . He really really was and avoided snapping at people . But that sarcastic remark of Satan made him grit his teeth. What's his problem?

"I'm leaving. You're free to take a look around ..I guess."

"So why aren't you at the party?" He asks completely ignoring Harry's previous remark.

"It's not really my thing "

"And reading books is... Interesting " he said looking straight in Harry's eyes and he could make out the glimmer of amusement in Louis's eyes, which was the most magnificent shade of blue he'd ever seen. That's not fair! Why do bad people get good things?

"Why did you kill Bruce?" Harry felt himself asking before he could stop his mouth.

"What?" Louis laughed. Harry noticed how beautiful the crinkles by his eyes looked. Holy Fudge Sticks! He's not suppose to see these stuff ! This man is a killer and an egoist!

"Aren't you a prince?"

"Aren't you a human?"

"Ha ! Maybee..." He chuckled

But it wasn't a joke to Harry. He wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't a human .

"Um well, I'll go to m-"

"Yeah yeah. Whatever. Practice starts from tomorrow." Louis huffed and turned around walking away. Never in his whole life has he ever been turned down by someone. Hell! Even the king wanted him in his army!

"Oh okay." he replied while watching him walk away thinking this Satan had a damn good arse! He jumped in surprise and blushed crimson red when the Satan turned and caught him shamelessly checking out his bum.

"See you later, curly." Louis smugly smiled and walked out triumphantly.

He takes back the Mission Put My Cock In The Boy With Curly Locks being easy . It was going to be a challenge and Louis loved challenge especially when he knows he'll win .

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