I love Ikepri and Ikevil and will reblog stuff about both fandoms but also promote some of my videos on YT here.
I'm PlayerLilith on YT -> Channel has been deleted due to copyright infringements.
Update: Links for videos will be shared here. I'll put the videos on Google Drive.
I own and filmed:
- events or stories I couldn't find on YT yet
- videos you have to buy because I think Cybird does great work but the costs for many stories are UNREAL and not fair for people who can't afford them. Therefore I want to share those stories with others, so that as many people as possible get something out of the money I paid. On a side note: I know how economy works and I don't see it as a problem that you have to pay for a story, I simply think the amount of money is way too much. If you disagree with my point of view: Good for you but I don't want to hear it. This is what I chose to do.
- IkePri (main focus at least for now)
- videos for the following characters: Clavis, Licht, Silvio, Jude (-> sometimes Ellis, Chevalier)
(I do upload stories for other characters as well sometimes but I won't buy stories for other characters than the ones mentioned above and I won't put any effort into events for other characters)
Masterlist below the cut!
Masterlist
Everything that is crossed out will be uploaded in the near future.
Everything that isn't crossed out is already uploaded.
Ikémen Prince
Ikémen Prince - Google Drive
General:
Bond Stories (Clavis, Gilbert)
The Beasts' Day Off: Clavis & Chevalier
The Beasts' Day Off: Nokto & Licht
The Beasts' Case Files: The Missing Dessert
The Beasts' Case Files: The Red-Stained Yves
Cyran's Case Files
Holiday Party Event: Yves & Rio, Nokto & Jin, Licht & Sariel, Clavis & Matias, Keith & Kagari
New Year's 2023 Sets: Empty Stomach = New Friendship?
New Year's 2023 Sets: The Year's Last (Evil) Scheme
New Year's 2023 Sets: Drinks All Around!
New Year's 2024 Sets: Benitoite's New Year
New Year's 2024 Sets: Jade's New Year
New Year's 2026 Sets: New Year in Achroite
New Year's 2026 Sets: New Year in Tanzanite
New Year's 2026 Sets: New Year in Kogyoku
"Who Wants to Win a Prince?" Event
Chevalier:
Bite Me Hard Event (Epilogue only)
First Love Event (Ch. 1+2, Sweet Ending, Premium Ending + Epilogue)
Fatal Attraction Event: Behind the Tiger's Meanness
My Dream Life Event (Ch. 1-3)
Our Tailor-Made Romance Event (Ch. 1-4)
The Perfect Groom Event (Ch. 1-3 + Epilogue)
Sweetest Secret Event – Delicious Secret
Are You Tempting For More? Event – Preying On You Tonight
My Dream Day Event: A Perfect Date (Prequel + Ch. 1-3)
Elixir of Lust Event (Ch. 1–2 + Sweet End + Premium End)
Are You Tempting for More? Event – Falling for the Devil
Taste of Your Lips Sets – Praising Kiss
Yves:
Trick or Treat Event: Kiss > Treats
Rio:
My Irresistible Ruin: Sexy Expression
Leon:
Halloween Exchange Shop: Halloween with Leon
Jealousy Bites Event (Ch. 1-3)
Gilbert:
My Honey's a Bunny?! Event
Bond stories
Ikéman Villains
Ikémen Villains - Google Drive
General:
Past Records Event: Harrison & Liam – An Unbreakable Bond (Parts 1-3, only missing the two stories from Liam's POV and from Harrison's POV but the story is complete)
2nd Anniversary Event: Roger vs Ring – To Love You Again (Ch. 1 + Ch. 2 + Ring's Ending + Ring's Epilogue)
Ellis:
Wreck the Halls Event (Epilogue only)
Episode 0
Daily Records Event: Ellis & Ring – Unforgettable Taste of Bread (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)
Jude:
All Premium and Side stories from the Main story
Past Records: The Unfulfilled Promise (Part 1-6, meaning everything except the Epilogue)
His Feverish Desires/Within His Feverish Arms Event Story: Jude's Desires (-> Prologue!)
Jude's -1st- Wicked Birthday Event (Jude's Birthday Letter (Fully Voiced) + Singing For A Sadistic Sorcerer – His POV)
Chocolate Box Confessions Event: Voiced Valentine Short
My Wicked Little Secret Event: Jude's Secret
Short Story Set: Whispers in Bed
Harrison:
Lost in a Lustful Elixier Event (Epilogue only)
Nica:
Chocolate Box Confessions Event (Special Story): Valentine's with Nica
Ring
Underneath the White Veil Event (Ch. 1 + 2 + Bitter Ending + Premium Ending + Epilogue)
Updated 21/07/2026
Lilith's Language Corner:
About "Spatzi"
Misc.:
The Names of Side & Premium Stories in Ikepri – An Appreciation:
Clavis
Licht
Chevalier
Nokto
Luke
Silvio
Jin
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About me:
Pronouns: She/her, 30+
I haven't played Ikepri or Ikemen for long, so I don't have older events and stories unless they are/were on sale and I bought them last year.
About my header:
I made it myself and took quotes from IkePri and Ikevil:
"Ya gonna chase me to the ends of the earth or what?" – Jude
"I adore you." "I hate you" – Belle and Licht
'He's a scoundrel' – Belle thinking about Clavis
"I'm gonna make yer life hell for as long as ya live." – Jude
The waves surge forwards as the sea breeze tousles our hair. – From Silvio's route/an event (I forgot)
'He's smiling through it all and I can't forget that eerie smile.' – Belle thinking about Clavis
[Clavis] The Taste of Endless Corruption is Sweet Like Honey Part 1
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This translation is a transformative work of localization focused on narrative fluidity and character integrity. My goal is to accurately preserve the original cultural intent and emotional nuances while providing a natural English reading experience. This project serves as a professional archive to supplement, not replace, the official game experience; all rights belong to the original developers.
Current Level of Corruption—20%.
While taking a walk to inspect the bustling markets of the Kingdom of Lelouch—
(Oh. Could that be......)
My eyes were instantly stolen by the merchandise displayed at a storefront we were passing by.
Seeing this, Clavis-san, who had been escorting me, suddenly leaned his face close and whispered right against my ear.
Clavis: Quite irresistible, isn't it?
Emma: ......!
The sultry tone of his voice, entirely unsuited for the middle of the day, sent a jolt through me, causing me to reflexively cover my ear with my hand.
(I can't believe he noticed.)
(That I was just thinking about how startled someone would be if that fell right on top of their head......)
Emma: ......Lately, no matter what I look at, all I can think about is whether or not it could be used for a trap.
While I felt conflicted over my own transformation, a look of pure delight washed over Clavis-san's handsome face.
Clavis: Splendid. I knew all along that you had the aptitude for this......
Clavis: How does it feel to have stepped over to "this side"?
Emma: I'm still a long way off from reaching your level, Clavis-san.
Clavis: Watching you lately, I highly doubt that, you know?
(It's true that my head has been completely filled with ideas for what kinds of traps to set lately.)
(Almost as if I'm trying to compete with Clavis-san......)
..
It all started with a conversation we had a few days ago.
Clavis: Don't you ever feel like you want to spring more traps on me?
Emma: Eh?
Emma: Where is this coming from all of a sudden?
Clavis: On my birthday, you always go all out celebrating me with traps, don't you?
Clavis: But traps are meant to be a much more casual, everyday part of life.
Emma: I suppose so. ......Thanks to you, Clavis-san, it certainly feels that way.
Clavis: Oh, there is no need for thanks. Adding a touch of excitement to your daily life is my personal pleasure, after all.
Clavis: You don't have to hold back either, you know? It wouldn't bother me in the slightest if you set traps for me as part of your regular routine.
Emma: ......
Emma: I pretty much understand what you're trying to say, Clavis-san.
Emma: But I can't just go around setting traps all the time. Please give up on that idea.
Clavis: Hmm, that is a pity...... Though you are quite adorable when you enter this prickly, absolute defense mode.
Emma: Oh, stop poking my cheek like that...... Hehe.
At that exact moment, what I was actually thinking on the inside was—
..
("I am absolutely going to do it.")
(Setting traps on his birthday is my way of showing him love.)
(The fact that he wants them as part of our regular routine means...... Clavis-san just wants to be loved even more.)
When I stole a glance at him out of the corner of my eye, my gaze collided with his golden eyes, almost as if he had been waiting for me.
Clavis: It seems you're finished reminiscing, Emma?
Emma: ......W-what are you talking about?
Clavis: Haha, if you want to keep it a secret, I won't force it out of you.
Clavis: But when my fiancée is spacing out right beside me, it reflects poorly on my charms.
Clavis: Hold on, this newly formulated perfume will pull your awareness right back to me in an instant—
Emma: I-I'm perfectly fine! I won't look at anyone but you from now on, Clavis-san!
Emma: Besides, if you end up attracting all the people passing us by as well...... I'll get jealous.
(Honestly, what is he thinking, saying things like this right in the middle of a busy street?)
(But I had no choice if I wanted to stop that horrific stench from spreading any further......)
Clavis: With you clinging to me and pleading so sorrowfully, I suppose I have no choice but to postpone the debut of my perfume.
Surely fully aware of my true intentions, Clavis-san tucked the small vial he had pulled out back into his pocket.
Then, he dropped a kiss onto my temple, his lips curving upward into an amused smile.
Clavis: However, I've officially secured your word that you'll "only look at Clavis-san," you know?
Emma: ......Of course.
(I feel like he just played me like a fiddle again.)
When I tightly squeezed the arm I had wrapped through his to close the distance between us, Clavis-san laughed with deep satisfaction.
(I wonder if the day will ever come when I can actually outsmart Clavis-san.)
(Even though I've been setting traps for him every single day since that conversation, my record is zero wins and total defeat.)
A jack-in-the-box, confetti, glowing dishes...... All the various contraptions I had failed with flashed through my mind.
(I remember Cyran-san offered to help me because he couldn't bear to watch me keep losing.)
(And the townspeople too...... even right now.)
(With the sheer intensity in their eyes, they're letting me know they're ready to help me take him down a peg whenever I need it.)
(......But this time, I want to succeed all on my own.)
Clavis: Oops, watch your step.
Emma: Eh—
I instinctively braced myself, but all that lay at my feet was a tiny pebble, and Clavis-san smoothly escorted me past it so I wouldn't step on it.
(I thought it was a pitfall trap......)
Emma: Thank you, that was a big help.
Clavis: Have you fallen for me all over again?
His narrow-eyed smile and his sophisticated behavior were all so incredibly dashing that I found myself nodding honestly.
Emma: Yes...... very much so.
Clavis: ......I see. So utilizing tension and release is effective for bringing out Emma's sweet side......
Seeing Clavis-san analyze me so seriously even while fooling around brought an involuntary smile to my lips.
(Clavis-san loves me from the bottom of his heart.)
(And because of that, I never want this man—who craves being loved more than anyone else—to feel like he isn't getting enough affection.)
Reaffirming my own feelings, I made up my mind.
(It's about time I used my ace in the hole.)
—
One evening after dinner, I stood up from my chair and slipped around behind Clavis-san.
Emma: If it's all right, let me massage your shoulders.
The moment I softly placed my hands on both his shoulders and applied some pressure, a contented sigh escaped his lips.
Clavis: Precise pressure and perfect placement on my acupoints...... You never cease to amaze me, Emma. But what brought on this sudden whim?
Emma: I heard you were incredibly busy today.
Filled with affection, I gently wrapped my arms around his well-proportioned frame from behind, holding him close.
Emma: I simply wanted to show you some appreciation, Clavis-san.
Clavis: ......Honestly, you truly are far too adorable, you know?
Muttering tenderly, Clavis-san turned around, closing the distance between our faces in an instant—
(Now's my chance......!)
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Part 2
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[Silvio] A Villainous Prince's Record of Doting Part 1
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After finishing a day just like any other, I stopped by my room before heading to sleep with Silvio-sama, only to be met with a devastating sight that shattered my peaceful routine.
(Wait, what is this......?)
The closet doors and every single drawer were hanging wide open. Even my locked jewelry box had been tossed carelessly onto the floor.
(Oh no, could it be—!?)
I rushed over and scooped it up, but the lock had been pried open, and all the accessories inside appeared to have been stolen.
(What am I going to do? Even the seashell hair clip Silvio-sama gave me is gone......)
(That hair clip holds such special memories......)
..
No matter how many days I spend living in Benitoite, my heart still flutters every time I look out at the sea.
Silvio-sama would often accompany me on strolls along the beach for that very reason.
That day, we were walking along the water's edge together, basking in the pleasant sea breeze—
When a pale pink shell caught my eye, nestled among the white sand where the ripples washed ashore.
Emma: Oh! This looks just like the shell I loved and took home the last time we came for a walk!
Emma: It really is a beautiful color...... I think I'll take one home as a souvenir.
Just as I reached for a linen cloth to wrap the shell in, Silvio-sama snatched it right out of my hand.
Silvio: Hand it over. I'll pick it up for you.
Emma: Thank you...... wait, what?
I thought Silvio-sama was simply placing the shell onto the open linen, but then he pulled something else from his pocket, wrapped them both together, and held them out to me.
Emma: ......?
Silvio: Just open it already.
Doing as he urged, I took the linen and unwrapped it. Inside, a hair clip shaped like a seashell and crafted from pale pink gemstones sparkled as it caught the sunlight.
Silvio: Shells are fine and all, but if you have a hair clip, you can wear it whenever you want.
Emma: Did you remember that I picked one up before?
Silvio: As if I could forget. You look at those shells you keep in that little jar every single morning with the biggest smile on your face.
Emma: ......You really do pay close attention to me, don't you, Silvio-sama?
Silvio: Shut up. I just happen to see you, is all.
Emma: Your ears are turning red.
Silvio: Look at you, your cheeks are just as red as my ears.
Emma: That's... because I can't help being happy. This hair clip is absolutely adorable.
Emma: And the color is such a perfect match for the actual seashell.
Silvio: I had the craftsman look at the real thing to find the closest possible match. It’s a rare stone that's hardly ever on the market.
Emma: Thank you so much.
With a surge of affection too great for my heart to contain, I couldn't help but throw my arms around Silvio-sama.
Silvio: Hey, I’ve told you a million times not to jump on me out of nowhere!
Emma: You can’t make me this happy and then expect me not to hug you.
Silvio: Tsk...... Fine, do whatever you want.
Whenever I’m by Silvio-sama’s side, the things I cherish just keep growing.
Both the shell we found on the beach together and this hair clip have become irreplaceable treasures to me.
..
(It was filled with such precious memories...... and now it’s been stolen......)
As I stood there in a daze, clutching the jewelry box to my chest, I suddenly heard the door creak open—
Silvio: Emma, I’ve got a quick favor to— ...Wait, what the hell is this?
Silvio: Hey, are you alright?
Silvio-sama rushed over in a panic, staring intently at me with a look of grave concern.
Emma: I’m fine...... I’m not hurt. It was already like this when I walked in......
Silvio-sama let out a long breath of relief and reached out to roughly ruffle my hair.
Silvio: ......I’m just glad you’re safe.
Emma: But my jewelry is all gone.
Emma: I’m so sorry. The seashell hair clip you gave me was stolen too......
Silvio: Like that matters.
Emma: It does matter! That hair clip is an irreplaceable treasure filled with memories.
Silvio: Ha, it seems like you still don't realize what it means to be my woman, do you?
Emma: Huh?
Silvio: Whether it was stolen or lost, I’ll buy you as many as you want if it’s something money can provide.
Silvio: The thing that can't be bought is safe. For now, that's all that matters.
Through the warmth of his palm as he gently rested it on my shoulder, I could feel just how much Silvio-sama had been worrying about me.
Emma: Thank you so much......
Silvio: It’s a stroke of luck that you didn't run into the culprit.
(......That's true. I was so preoccupied with everything being stolen that it didn't even cross my mind,)
(But if I’d returned to my room at a different time, I might have come face-to-face with the thief.)
Silvio: Security in this castle is thorough. It’s not easy for an outsider to slip in. The culprit has to be someone on the inside.
Silvio: I’ll have the guard reinforced, but for the time being, you aren't to leave my side whenever I’m in the castle.
Silvio: That means when you eat, when you sleep, and even when you bathe. Also, do that studying you do at night right next to me.
Emma: That...... that would be a problem. I won't be able to concentrate on my studies.
Silvio: I won't get in your way.
Emma: The person I love will be right there next to me. It’s impossible not to be distracted!
Silvio: ......Is that so.
Emma: Silvio-sama, you have a look on your face like you're happy, don't you?
Silvio: Don't get the wrong idea. I’m just exasperated.
Emma: It’s mean to say you’re exasperated. If you were in my position, Silvio-sama, you’d definitely feel the same way, wouldn't you?
Silvio: Like hell I would.
(......But bickering like this just like we always do makes me feel a sense of normalcy. It’s a relief.)
(Wait, could it be that Silvio-sama is doing this on purpose just to put my mind at ease......)
As my feelings overflowed and I threw my arms around him, Silvio-sama’s cheeks flushed red.
Silvio: Huh? What now?
Emma: You’re the one who told me not to leave your side, Silvio-sama.
Silvio: That’s not what I— ......Whatever, let’s just go.
Silvio-sama pulled me close, his arm firm around my waist, and began to walk toward the door.
From the strength in his hand, I could feel that he cherished me above all else, and a sense of helpless affection and relief spread through my chest.
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Part 2
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(These are not back to back, but both screenshots are from bond level 14 for Azel, and the bond level is literally titled "Please, Silvio" and my guy admits all the jewelry and metal he's wearing are 2nd hand precious metals from Silvio. There's no way those two don't have something for each other but with both their habits of shoving down their feelings for others ofc they'd consider it just a business relationship)
Sugar daddy Silvio x sugar baby Azel AU please or I'll write it myself which means you'll only get updates once in a blue moon
"Oh yes, I am always wearing gifts given to me from this man I forever want to remain in contact with. I will do anything to make sure he keeps caring about me, even if it means acting like a dog sometimes. This totally has a heterosexual explanation."
Congratulations again on your milestone! For the New Years prompt, how about Silvio/pit trap/fruitcake.
The idea of Silvio of all princes stuck in Clavis's trap... (I'm not even sure I need Emma in there at all).
I had too much fun with this. Apologies in advance for shenanigans. Approx 1700 words of our lovely Prince Silvio in one of Clavis' infamous pit traps. If you haven't read Silvio's route, spoilers ahead! IkePri New Years Event story
Silvio gave a disgusted snort at the gaggle of nobles and wanna-bes. He didn’t have patience for their games tonight. All he wanted was to drink. To drink until this thirst in him ebbed or he got so drunk he didn’t notice it anymore. And this party wasn’t the place to get it done. No real booze here, just damned rose liquor and wine.
He took one last look around and then stomped off down one of the hallways leading out of the ballroom. It was a dimlit corridor with cheap decor and faded wallpaper. Silvio shook his head. These Rhodolitians didn’t know how to spend. “If you wanna throw a real part- ah!”
His grumbling cut short as the floor opened up, dropping him down an unexpected hole. Silvio jangled the whole way down the shaft and hit bottom with a thud and a clang. He lay there a moment, still and silent with surprise. Then he leapt to his feet, cursing.
“Hey! Hey! Ya morons left a hole in the floor! Damn it!”
No one replied, of course. They were all at the party. Where he was also supposed to be, until dawn. Which meant no one was going to come looking for at least another few hours. “There’s no way I’m gonna rot down here,” he mumbled, glaring up into the darkness above.
Silvio took a breath and steadied himself. He’d been in bad spots before. One didn’t sail without being able to handle himself, afterall. The hole he’d fallen into was pretty deep, the shaft slightly angled to slow a victim’s fall. The floor was cushioned with thick cloth and - he prodded the pile at his feet - hay.
This must be one of Clavis’ infamous pranks. Silvio frowned. “When I see that guy, I’m gonna punch him so hard he smiles out his ass, and that’s just to start. He’s gonna pay me back for this. I’ll . . . I’ll bankrupt him. And his damn brothers. The whole damn kingdom . . .”
He muttered angry promises as he searched the space for a way out or a way up. He found one of his own chains, the soft gold snapped in his fall, a covered plate of some sort of violently green pudding, and a book titled Smiling Is Good For You. He frowned at it and tossed the book against the wall.
“Useless.”
Silvio took to pacing. Back and forth across the small, padded space, his boots sinking in slightly with every step. It took five steps to cross from one wall to the other. Left wall, right wall, he began tapping them at each turn. Left wall, “I’m gonna make that bastard pay.” Right wall, “Hey! Somebody get me outta here!”
His fury faded as the quiet around him settled in. He tried to cling to it, but there was nothing to aim it at. Silvio was alone. No one to bribe or berate. Just a prince and his thoughts. He flopped onto the floor with a heavy sigh. “Boring,” he grunted.
A bit of hay poked through the fabric into his arm. He picked it out and threw it at the wall, but it wasn’t heavy enough to go far. It landed on his leg, one ending pointed at him in challenge. Silvio glared at it haughtily, but of course, the piece of hay wasn’t impressed.
He pursed his lips and blew on it. The hay spun around lazily in the air and floated right back onto his leg. “Bastard! Get off!” Then he brushed at it, but the bloody thing clung to his glove and jabbed him in the wrist. “Damn it!”
“Is someone down there? Who did I catch tonight?” A voice floated down from above, the tone rich with held laughter.
Silvio jumped to his feet, ignoring the bit of hay that still stuck to his coat. “Clavis?” The rage boiled back up in his veins. “You better get me outta here! I’m gonna punch you so hard the king feels it in his -”
“Hm. No, it appears I’ve trapped an angry dog. I thought I heard someone talking but now it’s just barking.” A laugh, high and wicked echoed down the shaft. “I’ll come back in a bit and check again.”
“Clavis! You better be joking! CLAVIS!” Silvio jumped and pounded on the walls, but the Rhodolitian prince was gone, or ignoring him. He could just picture the smug expression he would be wearing as he stood up there, listening to Silvio lose his mind. Then it hit him. This was the kind of reaction that sicko wanted.
Silvio took a long, deep breath. “Ok, ok. This guy wants to play games? Alright. I can play ‘em.” He sat down again, and the hay pricked his arm.
He jerked it out of his sleeve and stared at it. “Yer worse than that mutt. At least he doesn’t try to stick to me.” Silvio spun the hay in his fingers, noticing for the first time how it caught the dim light and turned it golden. And even though the ends were sharp, the middle was soft. Surprisingly so.
“You aren’t so bad, I guess. Least ways, you have some valuable qualities. I bet there’s people who would pay good money for ya.”
The hay didn’t reply.
Silvio sighed, trying to focus on not being angry. Or alone. “I like alone,” he told the bit of hay. “It’s good. Means no one’s screwing you. Lying to you. ‘Cept you.” The last bit he said quietly, as if it was a secret he was keeping from himself.
He set the bit of hay on his leg and picked up the book. Reading was not a favorite activity, though a necessary one. But this trash wasn’t about products, resources, income streams, investment returns, real property or anything worthwhile. At least it had pictures.
Although . . . “What kinda freak draws just the mouth?” Silvio thumbed through the book, looking at the smiles pictured within. Some of ‘em were nice. But some . . . “Look at this. Guy’s missing some teeth. Why’d they draw that in here? Genuine, it says.” He showed the page to the dry straw on his thigh.
“Stupid word too. Just means nobody caught you lyin’ yet.” He scoffed. “And this one? Lips all smooshed together. Ugh. Shy, it says. Pfft. Just somebody trying to fake like they don’t want somethin’ so you let ‘em close. Never met someone shy.”
The piece of hay was also not impressed.
They continued to flip through the pages, well, Silvio flipped and the straw just sat there. As straw does. “Kinda like this one though.” He spoke more quietly as his fingertip traced the outline. “Reminds me of -” he cut himself off as the memories came. When he was young and his mother, the queen, still had her real smile. Not the vicious, brittle thing it became as jealousy and hurt ate her alive.
He swallowed, pushing away the thought. Women were all like that. Fake. In love with money and power. And when there was a threat to what they had, they would do anything to hold onto it.
“Not gonna talk about that, ya got me?” Silvio glared at the hay as if it had forced these thoughts on him. He flipped the page so savagely it almost tore. “Damn it. This one looks like the mutt. Book says it’s joy but I’m gonna tell you, it’s stupidity.” He picked up the bit of hay and brought it closer to his face. “That’s the smile a fool makes when he -”
“Prince Silvio, are you . . . talking to a piece of grass?” Rio’s head appeared at the top of the hole, a bullseye lantern in hand.
He stood up, throwing the book on the ground. It landed atop the weird green pudding with a squelching sound. “No!” Silvio tucked the straw into his pocket and hoped his brother mistook the gesture. “Ya didn’t see anything!”
“Right.” Rio’s wry grin told Silvio this was going to come back at the worst possible time.
“You better get me outta here! If you’re lucky, I’ll only bankrupt half the country getting recompense for this!”
The blonde tilted his head. “Well, see, that’s the thing. I want to get you out. I really do. But if you’re still angry, I might have to leave you here to cool off a little longer.”
Silvio felt a shiver crawl down his spine. Certainly rage and not fear. He liked being alone. Yeah. “You do and I will kill you.”
“Fair enough. So look, you like to make deals so let’s make one. I get you out now, and in exchange, you don’t take any revenge. Not on me, or Prince Clavis or Rhodolite. Nobody and nothing. We can both pretend it never happened.”
“What?! No! Why would I -”
Rio interrupted. “Because then I’ll forget I saw you practically kiss a blade of dry grass. While holding a full conversation with it.”
Silvio’s fists tightened hard enough that his rings pinched. “That’s blackmail!”
“Is it? Hmmmm.” Rio grinned. “I don’t know. Sounds like a fair exchange. I mean, imagine what the merchants would say if they knew you were losing your mind? Nobody would want to do business with such a risky partner.”
The worst part of this, Silvio thought, was that the mutt was right. People were strangely skittish. A rumor could destroy an empire. “Fine.”
“What was that?”
“I said fine! It’s a deal!” He felt his shoulders slump. Defeat, thought Silvio, was almost worse than death. The only silver lining was knowing he’d get out and have plenty of opportunity to teach the mutt a lesson some other day.
A few minutes later, a rope ladder tumbled down the shaft. He climbed up, moving as fast as he could just in case Rio tried to change the deal. But his brother didn’t renege, and even held out a hand to help him up the last bit. Silvio slapped it away, of course, but part of him appreciated the gesture even if he would never admit it.
“Not even a thank you?” Rio raised an eyebrow. His too-similar sky blue eyes met the sea blue of Silvio’s gaze.
“Not unless I can say it with my fist. Now get outta my way. I need a drink.”
Hi, it's me again ahahha. I enjoyed your writing on Ikemen Prince with Baby on work~
Can you also do one for Chevalier and Clavis? 🥺😁
Ahaha I have to admit, this is something I've thought about from time to time. So, here's approx. 1300 words of Chev and Clavis as papas!
Chevalier
Chevalier stared down at the squirming little thing in his arms. It was the most ridiculous creature. Big, ice-blue eyes stared back at him intently, set in a face much like his own. “If I put you down, are you going to cry?”
The baby - his daughter - burbled at him nonsensically and then grabbed at his cloak. She caught the fur and stuck it right into her mouth.
Chevalier patiently removed the fur from her grasp. “What did I tell you? Only food goes into your mouth.” His strict voice belied the tender look in his eyes as he said it, though he did not realize what expression he wore when he looked at his daughter. “I wonder how any child lives to adulthood, sticking random things in their mouths.” He was very sure he’d never done that and there was no one around but Sariel to dispute him.
The baby did not have an answer for him, but she waved her hands in the air above her, reaching for his cloak again.
He unhooked it and laid it against the back of the chair, safely out of baby-reach. Proactive strategy. Difficult when your opponent gave you so little to work with. “Now. I am going to read. And you are going to be a quiet good girl until your mother comes back.” Chev glared down at the little bundle of joy fiercely.
“Ama-amamama ah?”
Chev paused mid-breath. “Did you . . . say mama?”
“Ama-ahamama-aaahhhh!” She squealed at him and stuck her fist into her mouth to bite at it.
The king felt his face stretch into a wide smile. He,and he alone, heard the princess’ first words. Of course. It was a very common word. Mama. But he felt pride swell his chest. He couldn’t wait to see Emma’s face when she heard.
“Now for your second word,” he told the little princess. “Paaa-paaa . . . paaa - say it.” His eyes gleamed with the ferocious inner light of a tiger teaching its young.
“Ahhh? Bluhbluh . . .” The baby squealed and then went back to sucking on its fist.
“Paaa. P.” Chev formed the first letter slowly and repeated it several times. “If you can say mama, I know you can say papa. Stubbornness is not a becoming trait. Paaa-paaa.”
His daughter reached up and tried to grab at his chin, giggling and he could not help but laugh too.
Unnoticed in the doorway, Sariel stood with an armload of papers. He watched the king and princess with a gentle smile. Ater a moment, he turned and left as silently as he’d come.
Clavis
The princes of Rhodolite assembled in the garden, their expressions ranging from mild concern to hostile boredom. There were tables set out with an array of bizarre foods. Tarts in an unnatural shade of purple, vegetables with some kind of dangerous looking red glaze, a drink that might have been tea if it wasn’t blue.
Yves and Licht sat at one table, looking nervous. Luke sprawled disinterestedly on a bench. Jin leaned against a rose-covered arch with his flask in hand - probably the only safe drink at this gathering.
Rio stood to one side with a tray in hand. It held little cups of what looked like pudding, but it was matte green and had chunks of something yellow jutting out of it. He wasn’t allowing anyone to take one off the tray - not that anyone was asking.
Leon was gamely chewing one of the violently purple treats, much to Sariel’s obvious horror. Nokto watched from a shaded bench in the corner, clearly hoping for a reaction from the 4th prince.
“This had better not be a waste of my time.” Chev was the last to arrive, he stepped into the garden and gave the gathering a frosty look.
Clavis had called them here upon his return from Jade, and no one was quite sure if that meant he was about to prank them or actually had important information to share. With the 3rd born prince, it could go either way or even be both. He was unpredictable, dangerously so. Even marriage and fatherhood had done little to tame him.
Cyran, soldier and confidante to Clavis, appeared at the entrance to the garden right behind Chevalier. “Oh, I promise you this will be worth your time, King Highness.”
Chev’s lip curled, but he sat down and crossed his arms.
A moment later, Clavis arrived. He was beaming, his smile wider than usual. “Thank you so much for attending my little garden party. I really appreciate it!”
No one replied, though Jin crossed his arms, almost a mirror of Chevalier's posture.
“I hope you’re enjoying all my homemade goodies. All from things I bought while in Jade.”
“That’s not the only reason you asked us here, is it?” Sariel’s dry, business-like voice did not sound amused or even faintly interested in ‘goodies’.
Clavis laughed. “Of course not!” He swanned around the gathering, his smile wide and unchanging. “I asked you to come because I made the most fantastic discovery in the Jadean markets.”
“A new medicine,” Leon said hopefully.
“New weapons?” Chev asked with his usual icy disdain.
“Better.”
Nokto smirked. “I hope you aren’t about to show us another nude folio. King Highness did not appreciate that last time, and Yves is still too young for that kind of filth.”
“I might not mind,” Jin hummed.
“No! I’m a married man now,” Clavis put a hand to his chest. “I can’t imagine wanting to look at anyone but my dear Emma.”
“So . . . what is it then?” Licht frowned.
“Cyran.” Clavis gestured imperiously. The soldier gave a little bow and hurried off, returning a moment later with something in his arms. Someone, in fact.
“Well, there it is. The prince has finally lost what mind he had left,” Sariel sighed. “You didn’t find your daughter in the Jadean markets, Clavis.”
The baby in Cyran’s arms wriggled, trying to get loose. She was just old enough that she’d started to walk, holding onto things and as wobbly as a new-born deer.
Clavis laughed. “Of course not! But look at her shoes!” The baby wore a pair of odd looking little shoes over her chubby feet. They were white and pink, with a cute bunny face topped by loppy little ears and a puffy cotton tail above the heel.
“Baby shoes.” Chevalier said flatly. “You brought us here . . . for baby shoes.”
“Yes! Do you have any idea how hard it is to find cute little shoes that fit those chubby little feet? But in Jade they’ve made these shoes with stretchy tops, see?” He pointed out the way the top stretched over the little baby foot. “And it has a matching headband!” Clavis took it out of his pocket and put it on the baby’s head.
His daughter giggled and grabbed at the ears that now hung down on each side of her adorable face. Her lavender hair stuck up at odd angles where the band had bunched it, but she didn’t seem to mind.
“She does look pretty cute,” Yves said into the awkward silence.
Licht had a gentle expression on his face, almost tender, as he nodded in agreement.
The baby wriggled until Cyran had to set her down, holding her two little hands in his big calloused ones. She took a few wobbling steps toward Chevalier, and gave him a big smile. “Uhhnn!”
Chev regarded her with an arctic glare. “Uncle. Chevalier. It’s not difficult to say.”
“Uhhhn! ‘Val . . . ear!” The tiny princess pulled a hand loose from Cyran and waved it toward Chev.
“Aww that’s so cute! But your name is too long. I bet she can say mine.” Jin crouched down to put himself at baby level. “Come on little bun-bun. Come to uncle Jin.”
Nokto chuckled. “Not even a year old and she’s bringing royalty to their knees.”
Chevalier stood. “I do not have time for this.” He stepped carefully around the baby and then walked briskly back toward the palace. It might have been easy to miss the gentle look he gave the child over his shoulder. Certainly, the gathered princes were too occupied to note it.
Clavis looked entirely pleased with himself as the rest of his brothers tried for the baby’s attention. She loved being the center of things, and for once, he did not mind yielding the spotlight.
Don't nibble the teddy, noooo! I'm not a Luke fan so this is here for the teddy, ngl. It's so cute. <3
I might not like Luke very much but this picture is pretty badass and we don't see many extreme emotions from him in most of his photos or cards (or even his route for a long time, it just comes through in-between), so this picture is here because of that.
Yes, yes, I know. This post is about Luke only. In this picture I especially love Emma's hair tbh. But rather than an appreciation of the card I put it here because: DID YOU SEE HIS LEG?? I know he's tall but.. why is it so long?? O.o Like something out of a horror movie. It just... goes on.
