In a world of kings, swords and magic, a woman of happiness and dreams meets a man of hatred and nigthmares. Can she introduce him to light? Can he help navigate her through her darkness.
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Reid Stone is the second prince of Wyland. He has spent h...
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It's ironic isn't it? How darkness has seen more in the world than light. Light has to come from somewhere but darkness is just there. Always. Waiting for the light to go away.
Huh. Interesting.
"REID!!"
I snapped out of my thoughts at the sound of my name filling up the room.
"Huh? What?"
My brother's eyes widened and focused on the papers in front of him. My father scrunched his nose at the informal response.
" Sorry. Yes father?" I fixed my mistake. My mother gave me a small smile.
My father let my slip up slide. "Are you even listening?"
"Umm....yessir," I lied.
If I missed anything, Callan would fill me in like usual. I let my mind wander during most of our meetings.
They almost never had anything to do with me and we're almost always about my brother. Not that I was complaining. The less time my father talked about me, the less arguments we had.
My father sighed in frustration, clearly agitated by the lack of shits given toward the conversation. My mother shot him a look that screamed have patience.
"Well good, because we were about to get into the important stuff."
My brother shifted in his seat at my father's choice of words.
We had just spent the last 3 and a half hours going over military funding and strategy, our education system and my brother's potential wife options. All things my father was very concerned about. So the mention of just now getting into the important stuff had everyone in the room a little uneasy.
"The important stuff Sire?" Lord Gerald, of Huntfur, voiced our thoughts.
I could understand his sudden discomfort. Last time we talked about theimportant stuff, he end up losing a third of his estate.
A couple years ago, we went through a terrible food shortage. So bad that even the royals were going to bed hungry. Many lord's were not excited to have their land taken away and used for crops.
"Yes," my father straightened the paper on his desk while speaking. "As you all are aware, the ball to celebrate the arrival of the 4th moon is tomorrow." My mother smiled at the mention of her birth moon.
She was the kindest person I knew. Her red hair and blue eyes made her more approachable than anyone else in our family which is why the people adored her.
Her 48th birthday would surely include MANY parades, which was nothing less than she deserved.
"Though I am sure you were not aware that Golden Queen attending."
