The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 968

Chapter 968: Confessions in the Clearing

"Butler Gary, would you mind if I borrow Luca for a moment?"

Xavier maintained steady eye contact with the stunned Luca, only momentarily turning to nod at the butler. The older gentleman blinked, quickly recovering his composure. "Ah, well, of course, Your Highness."

Before Luca could even process the sudden intervention, Xavier’s hand was firm but gentle against his, guiding him away from the practice floor.

"Would you care to come with me for a bit?" Xavier asked, his voice low and steady.

"Huh?"

Luca tilted his head and looked up at him in confusion.

"Where are we going?"

"We’re just going to take a short break."

"A break?"

The word sounded strange coming from Xavier’s mouth at this particular moment, especially considering how disastrous the dance lessons had been going. Still, Luca allowed himself to be led along.

It didn’t take long before the scenery around them changed. The sounds of music faded behind them, replaced by the quiet rustle of leaves overhead. Much to Luca’s surprise, they immediately arrived at a small clearing surrounded by extremely tall trees whose branches formed a loose canopy above them.

Sunlight filtered gently through the leaves, scattering soft patches of gold across the ground.

Luca paused.

The place felt both distant and familiar.

He slowly turned his head, recognizing the clearing almost immediately because he had once mentioned that he thought it was rather pretty during their excursion.

Looking around, the curious Guide rubbed the back of his neck before letting out a small sigh.

"I... I feel like I don’t deserve a break yet," he admitted quietly.

His tone carried an innocent melancholy, the kind that made it seem like ears on top of his head had drooped even though he didn’t have any there.

"I haven’t really improved at all."

Xavier studied him for a moment before tilting his head slightly.

"Well," the prince said calmly, "you can say that it’s partly why we’re here." He stepped closer, the shadows of the leaves dancing across his regal features.

Luca blinked.

"...We’ll see if we can relax the stiffness that’s built up in the last couple of days, is all."

Then Xavier opened his arms.

It was a simple gesture, yet somehow it caught Luca completely off guard.

The Crown Prince stood tall in front of him, arms spread wide as if inviting him into an embrace. For a moment, Luca simply stared at him.

It took him a beat.

Then another.

And suddenly he rushed forward.

The golden-eyed cadet practically jumped into his husband’s arms, wrapping himself around the prince with complete abandon. Xavier caught him easily, adjusting his stance without even the slightest struggle as Luca clung tightly to him.

In the end, it looked less like a hug and more like Luca had fully latched onto him.

The little chipmunk held onto Xavier tightly, burying his head against the crook of his neck as if clinging for dear life.

Xavier chuckled softly under his breath.

With Luca still attached to him, he slowly leaned his back against the thick trunk of a nearby tree and carefully lowered himself until he was sitting comfortably between the large roots that spread across the ground.

Which meant Luca was now straddling his lap.

It didn’t matter that he was rather elevated now. The Guide simply continued pressing his face into the crook of Xavier’s neck.

Meanwhile, the Prince rested one hand against Luca’s back and began stroking it in slow, soothing motions.

"How’s my wife?" he asked gently.

At first Luca didn’t move.

His voice came out muffled against Xavier’s skin.

"I’m fine."

It wasn’t true.

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