•𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑴𝒆 𝑨 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑶𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔•

ℳℴ𝓂𝓂𝒶 𝒜𝓃𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈

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Ezekiel walked down the hallway to his room as he muttered curses that went flying to his father.

Roger was refusing to spend time with him again! This was the fourth time that week.

As Ezekiel walked he looked out the window, stopping when he saw Jenette laughing and enjoying her time with her father.

How Ezekiel wished it was like that with him and Roger.

Anastacious felt that someone was staring at him so he looked up to see Ezekiel.

With a very sorrowful look in his eyes, of course Ana couldn't let him feel that way so he called the boy over.

"Do you wanna join us Ezekiel?"

He yelled loud enough for the boy to hear.

Jenette looked towards Ezekiel with a smile on her face gesturing for him to join them.

Ezekiel hesitated before eventually climbing down the stairs and walked to the garden.

He walked towards the father daughter duo and sat beside Anastacious who was in between the two children.

"So Ezekiel, what are your interests?"

Asked Anastacious as he looked at the boy trying to make small talk.

"Well, I really like the magic theory of (insert author)"

Said Ezekiel as he looked away, no one other than Athanasia was really interested in that author.

"Wait, is it the 'What Magic Is and The White Magician'?"

Asked Anastacious and Jenette as their eyes sparkled in amusement.

"Yeah it is."

"We were just talking about that book! The author really specified a lot of things about the magician! They're really good."

Said Anastacious.

The talk about the book and the author went on for the three of them until sunset when Jenette fell asleep on Anastacious' shoulder.

"Wanna tell me why you were looking so sad earlier Kiel?"

Asked Anastacious as he tangled the  fingers of his right hand in Jenette's hair while the other was on Ezekiel's shoulder.

Ezekiel looked down at his hands that were intertwined with each other as he smiled sadly.

"I just felt a little envious of you and Jenette's relationship, Your Majesty."

Said the platinum haired boy.

"Just call me Uncle or something Kiel. And why's that? Is Roger not treating you well?"

Ezekiel scoffed.

"More than that, he's been busy and I feel like at some point he's just using me  to gain success and power. I don't mind but he should at least spend some time with me.."