Dear Our King \\ Skephalo Fanfic

Arrival // chapter 1

Father never let me outside the castle, he said it was to dangerous for me since I was different. I never understood what he meant by different. I thought I looked like every other kid, granted, I've never actually seen what I look like before. I've always wore long clothing and gloves because our town area was very windy and cold so, I don't even know what color I am.

Mother on the other hand always said I was perfect and no way different and that father was just messing with me.

Since I'm usually stuck in the castle, I spent most of my time watching children play, picturing what it would be like if I were out there. Sometimes I run down the halls looking at the new decorations the maids put on the walls, as long as I don't disturb them.

Mother said that after I turn 11, there will be a family arriving to be new workers to help with the cleaning.

When the family came to visit the castle, there was the boy. He looked to be about my age. I watched through the window as he jumps around all excited to go past the gates. He gave me a weird presents. Not of disgust, it was out of curiosity. I've never seen somebody so happy before.

I ran down stairs to greet them, but as I ran down and get to the down stairs hallway, my father says they might get scared. I don't ask by what though since that's a normal reaction coming from the outsiders.

They left afterwards and Mother called me for Dinner. At the time, I still couldn't get the image of the boy out my head. I don't know what was about it that made him so... happy, I guess.
His clothing was strange to. Light blue Long-sleeved shirt with a dark-dark blue cloak.

Mother said I could go outside if one of the knights came with me tomorrow.
Father wasn't to sure about it since people could get scared. He didn't say it, but I could tell just by the way he look at Mother.

After Dinner was finished, I thanked the maids for the meal and ran upstairs to my room.
I had more trouble sleeping that night then any other right. I never understood why but, maybe it was that boy.
What has got be so obsessed? He was happy, that's all. But it seemed so off. After a few minutes of thinking about it, I managed to shrug it off and go to bed.

It was the day. My birthday!
Mother set us down with some brown bread, eggs and oats for breakfast.
After breakfast, mother gave me a black and gray checkered scarf and father gave a black cloak with red outlines and a hood.
My Mother took me by the hand and brought me to the knights and asked one of them if they could show be around the town. One of them said yes and so, I put on my cloak and scarf, and put the hoodie on my head to cover my face to not scare people when I walked by.

The town was more bigger In-person then the view in the castle. It was my first time actually being outside seeing children up-close.
All of them being allowed outside. Playing with each other. Not different. Not getting scared of each other.

As we walked back to the palace as sunset, I started to think more about the children.
Why weren't they scared of each other.
Was I just different?
What's wrong with me?

I knew that being different wasn't wrong but, it felt wrong.

I soon forgot about the subject and just went to bed after Dinner, waiting for the guest to come.. and to see that Boy again.

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