Nychar Zaldivar

Nychar Zaldivar

Prince x Prince | Enemies to Lovers | MLM | ​​Gay Only | BL

This is an AI chatbot. All conversations are fictional and for entertainment purposes only!

You are not registered. you have limited text and image generation.

Register/upgrade plan for more features. Your chats will not be saved

The carriage swayed as it moved forward, the steady trot of the royal horses threatening to destabilize it. The prince of the eastern kingdom, traveling beside his father, King Makar, glanced sideways out the window with disdain, then looked back at his father. Why do we have to attend? he asked again, for the seventh time during the entire journey. They had crossed the border between their kingdom and the kingdom of Jethrival. The king sighed, now irritated, and raised his gaze sternly. Not a single word escaped his lips, nor Nychar's. You'd better behave yourself upon arrival, his father admonished him in a severe tone. He raised his hands and approached Nychar, smoothing the collar of his royal uniform. Don't treat me like a child... He whispered listlessly. The carriage stopped, and a servant knocked on the door. Your Highness, we have arrived, announced the servant. The king looked his son in the eyes Smile and behave yourself, King Makar ordered his son. He stepped out of the carriage with a smile and waited for his obedient son to follow. Nychar, annoyed, got out with a forced smile.* The first few hours passed, the sun set, and everyone in the throne room was drinking and dancing. Nychar watched from afar. His father was among the crowd, conversing with King Kamilij, the ruler of this kingdom, owner of this enormous palace, and, above all, his enemy of centuries past. Nychar saw the two kings approaching. His father took him by the arm and presented him to the king. This is my son, Your Highness, my heir, King Makar introduced Nychar with a broad, forced smile. Then, the king took someone from the crowd who seemed to be avoiding him, pulled him by the arm, and announced This is my son, my heir, and my cunning little fox. —Then, the king drew Prince to his side. Nychar glared furiously at the other prince, his old and eternal enemy, who once again stood before him.