Prompt Post - Part Seven [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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He does not tell anyone. His King knows (and so the Queen and so Tula and Garth - they know they know) and that is it.
(but perhaps he has told Batman, Batman always demands to know everything, and that means Robin knows, and though Robin is able to keep secrets if any of his teammates know then they know he is unfit to lead and)
He tells himself: he will be fine. He must be bigger than himself, he must not let any one thing steal him away from himself. Know thyself, he tells himself (and do not think of what that really means, that he is to remember how small and insignificant he is) because he must remember who he is. He must take this as experience, as lessons learned, as something he will move on on on and away from…
Know thyself, he tells himself and he flinches away from his King’s touch and γνῶθι σεαυτόν he repeats silently.
His eyes are wide open and his soul feels so weak and his magic is gone, he has lost his connection to it. He feels like he has lost his connection to the Ocean herself.
His eyes are wide open (even when they are closed) and he sees it all. Again and again and he wants to be at peace but it is nowhere in sight, it does not keep such broken company. It does not grace him with its presence.
He wishes to go home, to see his mother, but they cannot tell her the things that have been done, the wrongs that have transgressed against him. Not when one of Royal blood has dirtied himself so, has stooped so low. Prince Orm is not yet publically a villain, and there are no connections to larger and more dangerous plots. Until appropriately malicious deeds are tied to his name, ones that merit disinheritance and disowning, this is a thing he cannot be blamed for. This shame upon the Royal Family…no.
No, Kaldur’ahm cannot allow those rumors to spread, and of the same father would not a brother feel the same urges and yearnings? If Prince Orm has helped himself to such things, would not the King as well, first and foremost?
So he does not open his mouth for any thing. Tula brings his meals, Garth brings his meals, the King brings his meals when he is not off ruling or saving the world. The Queen wishes to bring his meals, but she is on bedrest and under the protection of secretly assigned guards (as if the Prince would do this wretched thing to her, that would be assault on the Royal Family, the Royal Consort and Royal Heir, that would be cause for death). And he does not open his mouth. He opens his heart and invites the Ocean back in, but she rejects him.
Just like peace she rejects him, and his fingers are long and brittle as he tries to hold on. Tries to ask back his magic and his strength and his mantra (know thyself, know thyself). They are long and brittle and he sees, eyes so wide open to make up for his mouth so tightly shut, he sees.
( - those fingers clenched and fists instead of hands pushing away but no, this magic and trickery has led to bondage he cannot break, to treacheries he cannot overcome - )
Their medicines and magicians are not sure how to treat such a thing, how to fix his silence and his waning without making him forget. And they cannot make him forget the Prince - it is… Not necessarily sacrilegious, but very wrong. And very frowned upon.
And very inescapable, Garth insists. And very impossible, Tula insists. Magic does not eliminate existences so cleanly. Constant reminders, constant peppering of clues, they bring back memories messily, incomplete, shadows of nightmares that warp into things worse than clear remembrance. And the Prince is of Royal blood, there are reminders of him everywhere.
There is a day that the Prince brings him his meal. The Prince who still sits at the Royal table for meals and attends political meetings with the King and holds charge over certain troops of the military. Kaldur’ahm focuses on that version of the Prince, because the one who pressed him to the Ocean floor with suffocating magic does not exist.
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