I quickly rubbed my eyes as the sun went up, its sunlight gazing upon my room. I looked around, noticing the suitcase on the marble chair. Of course, today was the day. I quickly went to the mirror and looked at my reflection. My hair was a bit messy and my clothes were a bit unfixed as well. Even though, I'm still normal looking.
"Morning," I heard Quincy greeting me as I gave her a nod. "Thanks," I said as I walked over to my luggage bag and pulled it along with me. I turned around and saw Quincy looking at me, waving. I waved back and went to a halt at Prince Brice's room.
"My lord?" I asked him as he quickly utters a "Come in" on the other side. I quickly opened the door and peeked in. I saw Brice putting on his gloves and Azaila sitting on the bed as usual. I sighed and went inside, standing and waiting for the next order.
Brice quickly looks at me and then furrows his brows. "Nicholas, what the damn hell are you wearing? You look like you just woken up!" I heard Azaila gasp and scolded him, "Language Brice!"
I quickly blinked and smiled goofily. "I just did woken up my lord," I said as Brice stared at me, dumbfounded. "Really? Oh, well then. Here." he quickly gave me some clothes and I quickly bowed, thanking him.
"Bowing is quite hard Nicholas. Just a 'thank you' would do," Azaila said as I nod. Brice quickly sat next to Azaila as I went to my room and went to the shower to bathe myself.
Brice's Pov
"He'll be happy as soon as he arrives to Finland. He'll be able to see Anne soon. After all, it's been two weeks or so," I said as Azaila looks at me, nodding in approval. "Probably three," she corrected me as I walked outside, opening the door for her. She quickly followed me, hooking her arms with mine.
We both walked downstairs and saw Augustus sitting on a chair across the dining room. "Augustus," I greeted as he sips his tea. "Brice, nice to see you here," he said, standing up. I quickly pulled Azaila behind me as Augustus walked past us.
I heard him muttering something as Azaila grips my arm tighter. I quickly unsheathed my sword and Augustus quickly draws out his. "Don't mess with my princess or I won't hesitate to cut your head and make it as my trophy," I said as I pointed my sword at his neck. He quickly glares at me and made a 'tch' under his breath and leaves.
Azaila looked at me as she sobs silently. "What did that psychopath told you?" I asked her as she shook her head. "I-I can't," she said, a little bit traumatized about what Augustus said. I left the thought be and rubbed her back soothingly. "I'm here, don't worry. I won't let him get you," I said as she nods.
Suddenly, somebody knocks on the door very loudly as I pulled away from Azaila's grasp. I quickly went to the door, opening it and smiled. There stood Ambassador Gunter with his fellow finns and quickly told me, "We're here for Nicholas Marshall," he said as I nodded, turning back and saw Quincy upstairs, looking down at us.
Quincy was aware of what happened and looked at me, waiting for my order. I quickly nodded to her upstairs as she nods back, leaving the scene. I faced the ambassador again as he raises his brows. "He'll be here soon," I said as Azaila approaches me and leans her head on my shoulder.
Nicholas' Pov
I was fixing some of my things from my bag and fixed my hair a little bit. Today was the day and I was sure of it. I wasn't really sure how big Finland is but I'll still try to find Anne. I gaze upon the bracelet she gave me and smiled. I didn't even tried to unclasp it on my wrist. No. It was too memorable for me.
Suddenly, Quincy barges in and pats me on the shoulder. "It's time," she said as I gazed upon her, shocked. "Already?" She nods then left the room. I looked at my reflection one last time and grab my bags. I quickly walked outside and went downstairs, seeing Brice and Azaila talking to a 20 to 25 year old guy as he sets his gaze upon me.
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He then faced the two and asked something and they turned around. "Is that Nicholas Marshall you wanted us to take to Finland?" The stranger asks as he looks at me. Brice politely nods and faced me.
"Yes, that's Nicholas Marshall. He's the former butler of Earl Augustus. I do wish that he'll learn how things work there in Finland. I'm willing to pay you if he is treated with proper care," Brice said as the stranger gave Brice a formal handshake.
He quickly accepts and shake their hands in approval. "There will be no trouble whatsoever about his education progress Prince Brice. After all, a citizen in Finland is always a friend of ours," the stranger said as Brice mentions me to follow the stranger.
I went outside and a copter was there, waiting for us. Brice quickly pats my shoulder. "Don't worry Nicholas, you're going to be safe. They're quite advance in tech too. Just don't wander off or you'll get lost. Just stick with Ambassador Gunter and you'll be fine," he said as he quickly went inside as I walk towards the chopper.
"You'll love it there Nicholas," I heard the ambassador say as I got the bags in and saw a girl smiling at me. "How are you mate? Feeling good back there?" She asked me as I nod.
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"That's Casvielle, your tour guide for Finland. She knows every place you want to explore. Every bits and every tiny detail, just ask her and she knows. She'll surely help you learn a bit faster Nicholas. Right now, just sit tight and relax," I heard the ambassador say as Casvielle gave me a quick salute and turns the chopper on, making a whirring sound.
"Anne, I'll be there soon. Just wait for me, milady,"
