"Homo homini lupus est"

These words sounded unreal from my mouth. I never had problems with my family. I always thought that is my mother and my father, but this sounded.

No. I stopped myself. He must have done something. I could never think something like that; I don't even remember that conversation.

"Did you mess with my mind?!" I turned to him, "you did. That day when I met King. My whole mind turned upside down. I imagined and remembered things that never happened! It's you! How could you?!"

The Prince's whole mind control did something to me. Now I don't even know what is real and what is not. With a silent yell, I stood up on my feet ready to confront him. He can't do that; he doesn't have that much power. It's just, just so wrong.

As I looked down on him a cold breeze, carrying my hair the sudden pain in my head stopped all my attempts to fight with him. A pulsing pain in my head carried all sense to real conversation leaving me just weak attempts to breathe.

"No! Stop!" My voice a shaky whisper as I pulled away from him. Getting away from him I sense as the pain faint a little leaving my vision clear from dark dots. When suddenly disappeared as it came my legs carried me away from him. 

"You can't torture me like that," I whispered looking at him, the whole town frozen beneath us.

When I don't receive a smart answer from him I take one step closer. What is happening with him?

"What are you doing?" I shook his shoulder, but he didn't move. "Prince? Stop acting." I shook his shoulder again this time feeling fear running through me. What happened with him?

Suddenly jumping on his feet I feel an abruptly pain in my wrist and he pushed me on the back. Letting out a sob from a surprise I tried to push him away.

"Never sneak up to me." He murmured into my ear still holding my wrist.

"What? Sneaking up? You just froze. You said nothing!" I yelled trying to turn to him, but he didn't allow me.

"Stop. That hurt!" Right now I was yelling trying to set myself free. When he finally loosened up his grip, I move myself a few steps from him. He is not normal.

'Neither are you.'

A weird thing happened here. Maybe this is all his plan to break me. Put me in the place where I don't know the difference between fake and real and just blurt something he wants me to say.

Standing a few minutes in the silence I looked at him my anger slowly fading away. There is no reason for him to act like this. I'm telling a truth.

"This is all so weird," I mumbled.

"Not all. Just you." He answered, looking at his back.

"Me? Look at yourself. You froze like someone used your power on you." I said pointing at his head.

He said nothing.

"Did you really have to press that hard? This hurts like hell." I bend in my waist when a sharp pain run through my hand. Bloody hell. Suspending a whimper from him I turn facing a sky trying to let pain go away.

"You are a bully you know that, right?" I said my head finally clear like it's mine. There are no voices, visions, fake statements; nothing. Taking three big steps I stand next to him facing a town once more. The harbor is looking like something from the tales. Big ships waving in the sea waiting for their passengers. A big ship full of dark boxes all in black is sailing far from the town. Still his big sails are clearly visible. Silver sign of a half moon shining in the sun.

The sun hit my vision blinding me for a second before I finally look back at him again.

His dark hair lightened with a sun flew around, a few wisps flying into his eyes. A dark tanned skin looked like the finest colour of cinnamon. His eyes light like a frozen lake looked like silver and gold are mixing. It was almost like a thousand of the temperature raise inside him.

He sat next to me.

"They trained me for everything." He said and shook his hands when he sat.

"Actually, I know." There was a fine space between us. I looked at a blank space and then at him.

"Here." He took my hand, but I pulled it away. I don't want him hurting me again.

"Calm down. It will help." I looked at him suspiciously letting my hand slip into his fingers.

Massaging one finger at the time I felt like the pain is really going away. My hands relaxed muscles free from tension. Slowly moving almost to my elbow he massaged it before letting go with words, "put some ice and it will be good."

"I can't get out of my room," I said pointing at obvious, his eyes gazing into mine.

"I know," he smiled his white teeth shining int the sun, "you will figure out something."

Moving one finger at the time I let silence drag for minutes before I finally say something.

"Why did you do that?" My voice whisper unsure how he will react.

"What? Defended? I repeated that so many times that I can do that in my sleep." He said looking at the town.

Right now town looked abandoned. There weren't any sounds of people, horses or some curses. It was quiet just wind swirling around us frozen in his dance. Slowly letting it pass next to us and raising my hair I see it moving the trees and dust. Like he wanted to free people. But it couldn't.

"Not that. That with the mind." I said touching my head. I didn't like a sudden pain, especially at my head.

"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything." He said frowning.

"Don't lie, Prince, it doesnt suit you," I said imitating his voice. Who is lying now?

"I don't," his voice became hard from defending, "and don't call me that. It should be my title and from your mouth it sounds like the worst curse." His eyes drilling into mine. He wanted me to know he is serious.

"Great. I can die happy." I said avoiding his look, ground being very interesting.

"But really, what happened?" He said facing with me. When I didn't look at him he took my chin in his hands making me look at him.

"I don't know." I shrugged my shoulders, disengaging from his look.

"I just felt some sharp pain, my whole mind got crazy. Things I never saw or heard appeared. Only you can do that." I said pointing at his face, my voice receiving accusing tone.

"I didn't do anything. And how do you know about that?" He said.

"Don't play, Prince. You can't stop gossips." I said.

"So you are a gossip girl." He said, his eyes laughing at me.

"The pain just appeared when I said those words." My eyes wandering around feeling like I'm betraying my parents. That is impossible.

"What words?"

"That I'm adopted." I lowered my head. Stones next to my hands just got interesting on another level. I won't think about that.

"And what lead to that?" He said.

"I remembered some conversation my parents lead. I never knew that happened. From what I remembered it could only be when I was around six." I took some grass and throw it at the sky. I can't tell him that is when I told them I'm not frozen. He will know I lied, and he won't let them alone.

"I'm really confused," I said tearing the grass on pieces.

"Look at me." I turned to him his white eyes looking at me like some puzzle.

"Close your eyes." He raised his hands almost like when he froze the whole time. No.

"What are you going to do?" My eyes looking at his and then at his arms.

"Can you just do as I told you?" He said his voice getting an angry note.

"No." I moved a little further my eyes avoiding to met his.

"Remove that puppy look. Sometimes in questioning when people are inaccessible, I can access their brain. I can share their memories through that connection." He explained.

"Great. Now I can call you weirdo." I smiled and continued. "Besides whom did you question?"

"There is so much more you don't know." he let words slip from his lips as he stood up.

"You, child." I said imitating his voice. That is what he would tell me. 

"Wait, wait, and wait. Is this your shirt?" I added my eyes scaning his torso. Taking my shirt and then touching his before he could move I see it's the same material.

"Yes. Why?" He said frowning.

"Because it's too rough," I said playing. This is the softest thing I ever had.

"Nice try. Besides you can walk naked if you want." He said pulling his sleeves up.

"I will keep the shirt," I hissed not wanting for him to hear me.

"Good decision." He turned to me and raised hands.

"What are you doing?" I said moving my head from his hands.

"Reading."

"I don't remember that I agreed," I said.

"You didn't and I don't need your permission." He said rolling his eyes.

"Okay. Mister Old goes for it." He touched my temples and closed eyes.

My eyes wondered around. I could see the ruins, my eyes searched it looking for something interesting before settling on the Prince. God, he has really long lashes. His deep breathing I saw by raising his chest a musculus arms visible from the wind. As my eyes turned to his face, I see his eyes half closed his eyelashes forming a shadow over his cheeks. The lucky bastard.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Lashes," I said realizing what I said. Great. Such an idiot.

"What?" Nothing.

"What?" I repeated with him embarrassed of where my thoughts lead me.

"I can't see. It looks like you resist is to all my powers." Pushing his hair away from his eyes he turned away from me avoiding to say anything else.

"No, wait. In cell my mind became chaotic. Did you use your power there?" I asked already feeling a hot blood pumping through my veins. There must be something.

"No. I didn't. I try not to use it too often. This one hurts my body."

"The power can hurt?" I asked my throat dry. He always represented himself as the most powerful person; I never thought he can be hurt for using his power.

"Yes. For some power, you need to give something. In my case, it takes my energy. For freezing, the power you feel, I gave my energy, but for this one I just get exhausted, because I don't receive anything. I give but get nothing."

A small hont formed in my head. If he is exhausted...

"So I can run now. You would be slow?" I said pointing to nowhere. I felt my heart just racing, maybe this could be my exit.

"Not that quick, little one. I could kill you even if I don't have one hand and leg." He said and closed his eyes. Rubbing his eyes he run his another hand over his hair and exhale.

What is happening? What I did to deserve this confession. I didn't do anything. He took me on this walk. He showed me everything. I didn't do anything, right?

"What is the catch?" I said finally realizing. He expected from me to tell him something in return.

"Is anything from this true?" I said getting up. Now my heart beat hard in my chest not from a wish to run but from anger. He is fooling me; making me confess something and if that something is about resistance he would have everything.

"What are you talking about?" He said opening his eyes. He looked confused.

"About all of this. At the room, you looked like you want to tear me apart and now you are telling me how you use your powers. What are you trying to achieve? Some long confession from me. How I can resist you. What I do and how? There is one simple answer. I don't know. I don't know how I do this; I don't know why I can resist. I don't know anything about this." I looked down at him. He didn't move for a second.

"Pitty. And you acted so nice. I thought to give you something, and you destroyed that. Good. We are heading home."

He got up his every move sharp as he bent down to take his jacket.

Great. I'm a fool and I don't think. Maybe he actually wanted just to talk with me.

"Move." He commanded his voice painted with cold and anger. I felt chills run down my spine. This whole situation just made things worst. Maybe if I played by his rules, he would let me live; but now. Now everything he said to me flew into the wind.

Walking down the ruins I made a few slow steps to make sure I don't fall before I heard his exhale and then his hand pushing me to walk faster. He didn't stop at that. Whenever I would slow down his hand would come back to my shoulder pushing me to walk faster, move in a different direction until we finally came back at the docks.

Sun high in the sky slowly moved closer to his rest place our steps were the only voice in the streets. Slowly, when we would move, his eyes would turn green people around us moving. Workers and citizen continued with their jobs don't paying any attention to us.

My eyes followed a few of them. They would look confused how the day changed that soon but no one question the Green Prince next to me.

With a slow move of his hands I saw distanced people moving, continuing with their jobs, birds flew around, a dog's bark filling the air.

Great. A green killer came back.

Like he left armour in this town and when we came he suited it up. He was again that cold, untouchable Prince listening to no one.

A few of them bowed seeing the Prince walking along with them. People walked down with us moving toward the castle. A few handmaids greeted Prince with formal manners before rushing inside.

When we got to the castle, he unfroze the guards and those two who stood in fighting position continued. They looked surprised, but they continued with their fight. The taller one ended on the ground. They smiled at each other before greeting to a Prince. A general next to them saluted to the Prince before turned to soldiers again.

No one looked angry because Prince froze them. They just continued with their work just like it was minutes ago.

That is either an enormous fear or respect. Nothing else. They can't love someone who is freezing them, but they can be scared of it.

We took a few stairs to the second floor and when we get to the room, he just pushed me inside with words.

"Talk carefully next time. If the person gave you finger don't cut it. Try to take the whole hand. It's better." He said and turned.

Great. I had a nice talk with him and I acted like an idiot.

The fact Prince told me everything about his power just lead me to a conclusion he is hiding something. His every move is calculated and thought to the details, and he just told me that. There is much more he is hiding, and he doesn't want it to be found out.

Olivia entered the room carrying something in the blue bag.

"Miss, Prince sent you some ice."

"Homo homini lupus est" Man is a man's wolf.

They can hurt you if they want that, but also they can help you and teach you something. Choose carefully.

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