about + warnings: royalty au that was requested YESSS i got so excited for dis, fluff, king being a bitch, bad word for caca 😟
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repetitive cycles of the same imagery of corridors, the same imagery of maids and workers attending their services amongst gigantic pillars of material covered in what seemed to be gold. was this castle made of gold? the curtains soft and velvety, murals on the ceilings depicting of angels from above. heaven may be above these high ceilings, though the same flashing images were all too familiar. each passing day, each cycle like the miserable rounded flow of life to death were balanced in emotion. to the village people, the sheer wonder of stepping foot into the castle's large doorways would be a dream. many of the common folk dreamed a little dream of a glimpse inside, having served by maids and butlers and not having to lift a single finger. wondering how many painting with specs of gold were engraved within the marble pillars sustaining the foundation. but too much of the same image can be nauseating, nothing new nor grand as bright colors seemed to fade and bore the prince walking through the vast hallways. at the mere young age, the prince was then fueled with curiosity. running around and not having a care in the world with how much exploration he could attain with the massive halls. but now at the age of twenty two, long due for a coronation, the angelic prince had not given a care and grew bored of the monotone hallways.
books were a common way to pass the time these days, studying and writing had also kept ryo busy in the castle. scribbling down each of the rhetoric he read about, skipping the novels of love such as shakespeare's "romeo and juliet." god even the title of the stupid play made him sick, he'd asked one of the maids at the castle who had been of service since he learned to walk about it. only to roll his eyes and call the two protagonists idiotic. the maid only laughed and patted ryo on his back, ushering him to go back to whatever business he needed.
pathways of the castle hallways were noted like the back of his hand, following his father to be taught on how to rule as the new future king and following his mother on mannerism, smarts, and proper etiquette. even slapped on the back of his head for his slouching problem in his teenage years, though all this practice had made him more angelic. times as he had taken in the village for fresh air were often swarmed with crowds, greeting politely to many men and women who swooned over him. ryo's politeness had often been mistaken for interest, many of the girls in the village gossiped about the look he had given them. perhaps maybe even being the next queen for this generation of royalty, but that was all a silly dream from silly people.
dream while you can he would eye the flushed girl your entire life is up to you, each day is not planned. enjoy that opportunity.
often times, ryo would visit the bakery in the most earliest hours of the morning. with the sun barely kissing the land as many people had not risen yet, roosters still asleep before their squawking woke up the entire town. going alone as the old woman who ran the bakery with her son and daughter, both of which were around ryo's age, would often attend. in the beginning of visiting the family run bakery, the mother was surprised of how someone of such a high status would even think to visit a place of such a low status.
