! ˖ 𓌔 PrinceZam 𓏻 ✦

The Empire thrived like it always did, with all its wealth and ruthlessness—the title built upon them, no one dared to even step foot.

PrinceZam lazily sat on his throne, one arm slung over the armrest and other supporting his leaning head. He couldn't help but wonder how boring the Empire was without stupid Wemmbu around. He hate to admit it. His guards were on standby at the entrance, probably slacking off but he'd get to them later.

Talking about slacking off, maybe he'd give them a job to do while they're at it.

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FlameFrags chuckled as ManePear joked around again, it wasn't that bad in the kingdom when you'd at least have some company around.

" And bro, you would NOT believe how fast he folded "

ManePear was practically flexing his killcount, he couldn't care less if Flame was judging him at all—thank god he wasn't.

As the conversation continued, it was abruptly ended by a voice coming down the halls

" Flame, Mane—Zam's calling you. "

Pangi called out as had a tired look on his face when he saw them casually joking around again, he was probably the only one in the guard force who cared about the Empire itself than the payment—even if he was only a Rookie.

" Dude, do your job properly— "

" You're one to talk. "

Mane casually nudged Pangi's shoulder as he walked past, Flame followed behind. Pangi just scoffed in defeat as he watched the two head off toward the throne room.

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Their boots padded down the red carpet directly leading to the royal throne—and there Zam sat, finally adjusting his posture abit to look at least presentable to them—they didn't really care anyway though.

" Oh hey Dear Flame and Mane~!! "

His tone was like sugar laced with poison, Flame was already used to that ridiculous nickname—Mane on the other hand, was trying to hold in his laugh.

Flame opened his mouth to ask Zam what he needed from them before Zam already beat him to it.