"You look tired, Raph," Asher commented as they both sat in their respective seats at the Royal Palace's garden.
"I guess I am, your highness," Raphael spoke as he sipped on the teacup that he was holding.
Dark circles could be seen under the future duke's eyes and he had bags to accompany it with.
Raphael sighed as he placed the teacup down.
"Are there any updates on the young master's whereabouts, your highness?" Raphael asked and Asher shook his head.
"There isn't any progress with the search," Asher spoke as he leaned his head on his hand.
He watched as the golden-like drink that was on his cup calmly sent small waves to the side with the movements he created.
"I don't know where Pier is... I've searched for every corner of the kingdom and I still can't find him," Raphael spoke as he buried his face in his hands and he took a deep breath.
He was frustrated.
The future duke rubbed his temples as he thought about many things.
Is Pier alright?
What happened to him?
Why did he suddenly disappear?
He combed his auburn hair with his hands. The suit he wore was slightly wrinkled due to his constant moving because of his uneasiness.
The servants could not help but take some glances at the two individuals who are having their leisure time together.
The Crown Prince's red hair stood out so much under the sun. His perfectly chiseled face could make anyone swoon in a heartbeat and not to mention, his thick eyebrows, medium-sized lips, and straight, tall nose all complimented each other perfectly.
A prince that perfectly fits the standard when it comes to looks.
Of course, the other person did not lag behind.
Raphael's auburn hair, angular eyebrows, sleepy eyes, and well-defined body also stood out like a rose in a field of dead grass.
They both wore luxurious clothes that the servants knew they could not even dream about touching.
"I'll increase the number of search troops," Asher spoke as he also placed the teacup down on the table.
He crossed his legs as he leaned back on the comfortable seat.
Raphael did not say anything. He kept quiet as he ponded over his thoughts.
Asher felt bad.
He knew that Raphael liked Pier.
It was a feeling that he knew exceeded admiration and was already at the borderline of romance.
Didn't he also promise he would watch on the sides as Pier find the person good for him even though it wouldn't be him?
'Raphael would be good for Pier' He thought as he observed the young duke who was constantly rubbing his forehead with his fingers.
He imagined Pier smiling brightly as the young master clung to the young duke's arms. Both waved their hands as they greeted the people of the duchy and the people from the House of Masters.
He imagined Pier's luscious black hair waving lightly as the refreshing breath of wind passed through them. He imagined Raphael's arms snaking their way on the young master's waist and they both smiled at each other lovingly.
Ugh
He felt a pang of pain in his chest.
He tried to imagine but it was hurting him.
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Changing The Course of Fate
FantasyThe century's prodigy in music, Eliam Schneider was a successful college student. He was admired by a lot of people, has good grades, and was one of the candidates for the highest position of their batch. As he was about to retire in his home after...
