- - 3rd Person's POV: - -
A beautiful day surely struck the roads of "Eigenfraug" a prestigious state of the country: "Wesmingburg" where many people believed is the embodiment of pure tranquility.
It's high buildings were lively, but not in a joyous manner like the citizens living from the outside border expected.
Inside Eigenfraug was a battle of life and death as everyone dreamed of achieving a work position to help them sustain the luxurious living like much of the higher class citizens.
As the typical battle of persistence and persuasion continued on within the state, a black limousine passed by its road, its windows were heavily tinted, no one could see or even peak and see who was inside.
Could it be a well-known model? A grand superstar? Or maybe even a pacifistic billionaire? In the end, they couldn't answer their own questions as they only saw the elegant car continue on.
The chauffeur inside looked carefully on the road, not letting his attention be caught by anything else, but even with maximum concentration, something still ticked him at the back of his head.
Adjusting the rear view mirror, he gulped nervously whilst keeping a steady grip on the steering wheel... The uncomfortable atmosphere was getting into him.
Before arriving to their destination, the chauffeur took a glance at the mirror to see a glimpse on how his important client was holding on.
He cleared his throat first before laying out a word to kill the silent ambience.
"Y-young master... Is there a place you would like to visit first before we head back home?" The chauffeur asked nicely towards the young man yet he received nothing for a reply.
This made him even more anxious than before, he placed his right hand on the radio before muttering a word again.
"Would you like to listen to some music Young Master?" His eyes darted towards the mirror and saw his young master not let out a word, but only raised his hand as of means of communicating towards him that this small offer for an entertainment is something that he does not want nor need for now.
The driver only nodded as he proceeded to only focus on the road.
Soon, they've arrived at the "Alderitch Mansion" where it can be seen its own gates, built out of pure gold, beautiful fountains which runs the clearest water any human could ever witness, and of course, guarded properly by Wesmingburg's highest security.
It's exterior hallway leading to the mansion's entrance were exquisitely made and designed, surrounded by a variety of colorful flowers.
A red carpet was waiting for the arrival of the owner's youngest son, The car eventually made a stop in front of the hallway just in time for all the butlers and maids as well as the housekeepers and chefs come outside and form an alignment to properly welcome the return of none other than "Cleo Alderitch"
The chauffeur hurriedly went out of the limousine as he proceeded on the door facing the mansion and gently opened it, all the servants caught a glimpse of what their young master had now looked like after all those years of his disappearance...
The young master gently placed his feet on the ground, his heels clacking as his glare ever so menacing met the look of all their attendants which made them stand tall even more.
He looked towards his side and motioned his chauffeur to close the door of the car, he immediately rushed on the back of the car to open and carry his luggages as Cleo went inside.
A bunch of murmurs could be heard coming from the maids and housekeepers but Cleo simply did not pay attention, their reactions were already expected by the young master.
When he reached the door leading towards the inside of the mansion, two butlers easily pushed it open as Cleo continued on.
The hallways that welcomed him were of the same as when he left... Barely anything had changed after all those years.
Seeing how everything of the interior decorations remained untouched, a flash of fun memories flooded the young master's mind but not formed a smile on his daunting expression.
Shortly after that moment, he made it to what he believes is still the same bedroom he grew up in, carefully placing his hand on the doorknob, he gave it a gentle push, to his surprise, everything else even in his room remained the rooms... Even his outdated photos of him along with his older brother and...
Cleo approached the table beside his bed and picked the picture frame to take a closer look.
"Father..." He spoke out, with his face remaining the same, his voice sounded almost glad... But that's not how he sees it anymore.
"I'm finally home..." He muttered out gently, carefully sitting down on his bed.
"I'm back..."
- - End - -
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Justice In Shadow's Eye
Fantasy"Cleo Alderitch" a known student from being the greatest and standing above the rest of the best, an overachiever in different fields, and the youngest son of a famous billionaire known for his pacifistic ways. Unbeknownst to his dear father, Cleo d...
