It was heartbreaking, they had lost their mother and they didn't know why, why did their mother left them? Why was she no longer breathing? Why was her body so cold? No one answered the questions of the three children of different ages.

It was cold and lonely, with no mother figure to guide them, they looked at their father who was merciless, cold and uncaring, yet they were still brats, rebellious by nature, they couldn't exactly become cold hearted.

Destruction. One of the main things they learnt from their father. It was beautiful causing destruction, the chaos, the looks on the servants faces when the old barn had caught fire.

No one knew who did it, except the Duke, but he could careless about some burning old barn, there were things much more important.

With this negligence, their attitudes only worsened. With no one powerful enough to teach them a lesson, they acted wilfully, believe it when people say the princes tried, but they failed, everyone failed, but their attitudes got better, they had settled down when after graduating, going to their own paths and excelling in them.

They had gathered, only for the sake of going to the deriacata continent. They saw their youngest brother, their youngest brother was rebellious as them, their youngest brother loved tormenting the servants, but the servants reaction were different from their reaction to them.

Hate, that's the first thing they noticed, such a strong emotion was projected to a eleven year old and who knew how long?

They were in no place to feel pity, that was not the Martina way, the Martina Vas duchy was full of ruthless people with no mercy.

Although they were hesitant, they didn't know how to act around the young omega, they themselves had never gotten along so getting along with the fourth sibling was out of the pocket, something they never really thought of.

So they did what they were best at, they ignored his existence, it was better that way, they did not know how to treat omegas that weren't their romantic partners.

It was nightmare when their youngest brother coughed out blood, what was more nightmarish was the fact he looked so delighted at the idea of dying, horrifying, the idea of their youngest brother dying was unimaginable, 'No! Not another Family Member!' They had thought.

It haunted them to this day, their brother smiling while looking at the blood on his hand. Their brains weren't able to comprehend the situation. Naturally they also noticed the happiness in the servants eyes. Ah... Was he poisoned? That seemed possible.

The three days when he was asleep, they were restless, they had fired all the cooks, how could they not know that their young master had a capcicum alergy! How outrageous!

Firing them... Then hunting them down and Killing them in worst ways possible. The hunt, The chase, it called their nerves. Alright... They could go another day without snapping at people.

It wasn't easy, definitely not, but they tried, their way to the another continent, they tried to give him as much as love as possible, their attention, yet there was this invisible Barrier between them, the wall around their Youngest that he refused to take down.

Their father's decision was the most horrifying, he had rejected the idea of their youngest staying here, they felt the pain of their younger brother, the look betrayal on his face.

Pity, that's what they felt when they looked him, on the verge of crying. It wasn't a surprise when he had gotten as cold hearted as their father. The wall around him just increased.

And they knew... They knew that clauis thought of them as nothing more than tools for his safe life. Yet they couldn't help but adore him, especially after that incident.

It had been six months after of the separation of their youngest brother and his mate. Their Youngest brother was as lifeless as any other day, but something was different, different from the other days. There was that look in his eyes they couldn't identify. Something, something sinister was going on in his head and they knew it.

Then it happened. Clauis had cut off his wrist, it was a deep cut, it took 7 hours for true saintess to heal him. Their Youngest brother was determined to die, that was what that look meant.

It had been the first time in a while, they saw their father had snapped, he went on a killing spree of monsters and made a big decision. Confinement.

Clauis was confined in the confinement room until he came to his senses, none of the brothers were allowed to meet him, he was no his own.

Clauis took a year to come out, the moment he did, he looked different, gentleness, their was gentleness in his eyes, kindness, empathy, such emotions yet his face remained stoic and his eyes cold.

He had changed for the good, so they showered him with their love and affection, never leaving him alone, telling absolute nonsense to him just for the sake of continuing their conversation.

He was going to the academy, the three of them had a notorious reputation in the academy, they had already warned the teachers when clauis went to meet the master of the academy.

Everything should be perfect of their youngest brother, their omega, nothing should trouble him, they requested (Threatened) the authorities to give their youngest the best room with the best view.

They were furious with the marquis but they couldn't do anything, after getting clauis medical attention, their father had killed everybody, pieces to pieces, everything was a mess, ofcourse clauis had no idea of such a thing, it was kept hidden from him. It was natural, their youngest didn't need to know about the gore.

It was okay... Everything would be okay. Nothing could go wrong anymore.

If only they knew.

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The next chapter will take a bit longer? I don't know... I don't have a schedule, I have ran out of people for pov's no way in hell I am doing callisto's. The 5th prince one. Or maybe I should? I don't know. I have no planning.