"Cain. . ." the blond boy with a small braid asked. The boy's brother, Cain, looked over at him.
"Why do people not seem to like you?" Abel asked. Cain looked at his brother, not confused at all. He knew very well that people didn't like him. But this was a thing he actually didn't want to think about. He was the king's heir, and how would he live up to their people's expectations when everyone disliked him.
"Because. . . I'm an embarrassing truth." he said as his gaze turned away and to the blue sky with small clouds. Abel raised a brow. "I'm a personified sin. Pride is a hurtful truth, because everyone have it in them, and the fact that I excist to show it is embarrassing for them."
Abel looked at his brother while he explained. His dull red eyes were interested in what he was saying, Cain had always been so smart.
"And what am I then?" Abel asked, making Cain look back at him.
"Uhh. . ." he thought for a bit. "A lie. A beautiful lie."
They were silent for a bit. Abel understood. Being a personified virtue was being something perfect, and perfection didn't exist. That's at least what the twins have been taught.
Abel soon got up and hugged his brother.
"I wish it was the other way around. You're a prince!" Cain smiled.
"You're a prince too." he said. Abel was his twin, born the same day in the same year as him. But he wasn't as adult acting as him. He was pure.
They both smiled and let the sun burn their skin while Abel cringed onto Cain. Two twins, born to be the complete opposite. Back then they thought that they could break the rule and be together forever. Today they've realized how foolish they were.