It had been one week since the gremlin stopped talking with him. The boy could be unbearable sometimes, specially when he's angry, and that week wasn't any different. He decided to go knock his door
- I know you're in there, so you better answer the damn door!!
- How about No!!
- It's an order from the prince, open the door!
- I'm saying "No"!
- You can't avoid me forever!
- I actually can and i'll, so you better put it in your thick skull that i'm not opening the door!
- Sea!!
- Sea, come on, answer me!!
- SEA!!!
- DAMN IT SEA!! Answer the fricking door!!
- Shut up and my name is NOT Sea!!
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Crowns are not for kids
FantasyAfter the death of their father, the palace basically belongs to spoiled and sad little prince, and his too diciplened, sometimes too harsh big brother; what could possibly go wrong in the palace?
