"Young master? Do you care for another toy?"
"No."
"If you like, the best toy maker is in the kingdom. Would you like Mr.Lee to get you new ones?"
"I'm going to loss interest in them so don't bother Miss Del."
"As you wish."
Tiny hands held tight of the window railing as he looked lazily at the scenery of his massive garden. He wore a little button up shirt that was dark green and spenders that hooked to his black shorts along with mid high socks that went with his brown dress shoes. Along that his dark hazel hair dips on his forehead as his little hand shifts it to the side. His head tilts to scan the room. Toys. Endless amounts that were topped like mountains, truly a child's dream come true. Ribbons of colors and toys shined like pure gold and silver.
Boredom.Taehyung found no interest in the lifeless items that were gifted to him by his family. The little boy gave out a sigh, he wanted something interesting to play with. His face was emotion less as he walked out the play room and walking down the golden decorated staircase.
"Young master! What are you doing alone without Reí-ah?" Taehyung remembers now that he tricked Reí to get him some steam pork bums. At least that keep me entertained.
"I don't know. Know if you mind, I want to see my mother."
"Yes of course young master."the maid quickly got out of the way of the younger as he walked to the master bedroom.
Taehyung's knuckles came to contact with the green irony door. A soft 'Come in' was heard that signaled the younger to come in. The beautiful woman picked up her head from her book as he saw her darling boy come in. "Taehyung, why you never come by here. Does my baby boy need anything from me?"
"I'm hungry and I don't want fake substitutes."
"Oh then here drink only a little so you don't ruin your meal afterwards." She let the little boy sit on her lap as he gently tugged on her wrist. Opening his tiny mouth, his teeth sharpened themselves as he bite straight into her wrist, red liquid fell at the ends of his mouth. His eyes turn into a swirl of red as he drinks gently not to hurt his beloved mother.
Not long enough Taehyung let's go and hurriedly walked to get a bandage.
"Baby you don't need to give me a bandage. Look here," his mother shows her wrist to her pretty son as the skin pulls and tugs to cover the wound and seal it self up without fail. "Taehyung we heal quickly."
"But Mr. Lee told me stories that people not us bleed and it takes them long to get better!" Taehyung suddenly perks up from his bank face to an curious little kid like he's suppose to be. His mother chuckles at her son's cute change and runs her fingers through the hazel curls that fall upon his head. "Well that's because they are Humans, they are different from us. Like they are weaker and much easier to die out than us, who live for hundreds of years. They only live up to be 100 or less Tae. Plus they are fragile creatures that we must be careful of because they are dangerous and scary."
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Years later~
Taehyung- 17"Here we go!" An old man says as he came into the throne room with a massive book that he places on the table of marble.
The king quickly smirked at the size of people wanting to marry his son. The book was full of people wanting to be his son's partner. "Why isn't this amazing Tae! Look here son so many beautiful girls and handsome men want you! Ohhhh I'm so excited!!" The childish king said as he was happily going through the pages of people's faces and info. He was so happy that he didn't see his son not move from the window he was gazing upon.
I wish I could be some normal person. Like the commoners.
"Oh Taehyung~ look at this beauty! Don't you think she looks great! Oh!!! What about this guy? He is brilliant in economics!" The king said as he was over joyed at the turn up of many lovers. On the other hand his mother saw his discomfort and immediately stood up from her throne, then walking over to the window that Taehyung was gazing over.
"I will distract your silly father while you go clear your mind. I suggest going to the spot I told you when you were five." With that she gave him a wink and called over her husband and became hyper like her partner meanwhile the young master sneaked out the throne room and in the stables. Taehyung gave a small smile as he stared at the grand castle, thanks mother. Grabbing his black horse, the young master raced past the villages and the kingdom's people who waved back and called out his name for good luck and fairways.
The thick forest was hard to travel, the young male still found his way to his spot. With a emotionless face he mended the horse's stale to the near by tree. Then he climbed the widow tree and peaceful laid his body upon the branch. He didn't care that his suit of clothes that were dripping of gold and nightly green was stained of dirt and mud. Closing his eyelids, Taehyung drifted off to his dream land until he heard wood and leaves breaking. His teeth sharpened at the noise, his body still laying back because he knew he was stronger than the other. But to his surprise a head of fluffy curly hair popped out of the brush along with a straw sun hat that had a ribbon of yellow. Finally the whole being was presented in front of Taehyung. A small boy of the age of six was standing there with a bag of crackers, his small blue shorts and his teddy bear shirt that came with his book bag he had. The child was amazed at the male in front of him.
"Wow! So pretty!"
"Kid I'm handsome not pretty."
"But your eyes."
"What about them?"
"They're pretty green eyes."
"Thanks."the kid suddenly hit his head making the other consider about the tiny boy who just hit his head hard. "I totally forgot!"
The little boy come closer to the stranger who was a beautiful male and showed his small palm to Taehyung. "The nickname is Jungie . Nice to meet you prince."
Well he hit the nail on the head.
"I'm Tae Vance, a prince like you said."
"A real life prince!"
"Yeah I'm a prince Jung."
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