"The weird Yuri?" I looked at the lead jester blankly, knowing I wasn't talking about him.
"Yes. Bring him to me." I adjusted the small golden crown on my head in the mirror as Mr. Plisetsky closed the door gently.
I need to address him as soon as possible. I know my father planned to keep the secret of Yuri Federov's true origin. I have thought about allowing him to become a higher class servant of some sort, but that'll raise suspicion.
I have to let him go. For his sake.
Something about the boy piques my interest, a possibility being because he's really Japanese. The other possibility being that he has some sort of aura of potential. I want to tell him of his real origin.
I want to tell him his real name.
"Your Majesty? You called?" The boy named Yuri Federov entered the room after a gentle knock, his mocha brown orbs gazing at my form.
"Yes, Mr. Federov. Come in and shut the door."
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The Tale of a Sleeping Prince | Vikturi
FanfictionThe King of Russia, Viktor's father, had found a baby boy hidden in the castle's storage room. However this was no ordinary child. This was the unwanted Prince of Japan. No one knew of their child, so the King took him in as a servant to protect him...
