Frost (Bxb)

Chapter Two

The nighttime sky on Glacion, was like something out of a movie. Glistening stars glowing against a black backdrop. A moon which illuminated the ice below, making it seem like something one could only see in their dreams. It was truly a sight to see, I mused, leaning back against my window seat, having just finished filing for a temporary stand-in. After the incident in the hallway, I had made sure to keep my distance from the woman, not wanting to have to explain yet again, that I had no intentions of marrying. I already knew many of my people called me crazy for not wanting a consort, but I stood firmly aside my beliefs. I didn't want my planet..my people to suffer for my choices. So love was completely out of the question.

I did often wonder, though. What was it like to be in love? What was it like to have a warm body pressed upon my own, in a dance of passion? Would my stomach flutter, like those in stories? Would I feel as if I were on a cloud of bliss?

With those thoughts, however, I had to remind myself why I chose not to fall in love in the first place. What if I made the same mistake as my parents had? What if I left my people vulnerable in order to save one life? It didn't seem worth it. I was too protective over my own people to allow such things to happen.

Was that wrong of me? To put my people's needs above my own? I doubt it. Though, I was sure some people felt differently than I did. I didn't blame them. Each person was entitled to their own opinion, anyway.

Blowing out a puff of air, I stood up from my seat and made my way out into the hallway, seeing a few servants scurrying about to get their chores finished. I spotted a young boy watching everyone move with wide light green eyes. I caught his gaze and waved him over, watching him stumble on his little feet as he rushed to my side.

"Your Highness! Whatever do you need?"

I smiled fondly at him and knelt down to his height, ruffling his short platinum blonde hair. "I need you to contact Cuban and ask him to whip me up some Bloomberry tea. Tell him also to give you one of those iced rolls for your help."

The boy nodded eagerly and rushed to do my bidding, nearly tripping a couple of the servants in the process. I chuckled quietly and walked back into my room, pulling out my small glass tablet. I pressed the icon to get into it and began scrolling through my emails, deleting those that had nothing to do with me, and responding to those that needed my immediate attention.

I noticed that I had quite a few invitations to parties and balls, from the planet Hewon, to a small moon base in the Corvan galaxy. In order to keep up my appearance and status in the royal world, I sent a message out to my tailor, asking her to create two outfits for me. I also responded to the emails, assuring them that I would be making an appearance at the party and ball.

After all of that was taken care of, I carefully sat my tablet down onto my pod, yawning as there was a small knock on my door. Assuming it to be my tea, I walked over and opened it, smiling down at the tiny boy. He handed me my cup of Bloomberry tea, and I nodded my thanks before he ran off, probably to brag to his friends. Ah, to be a child again, I thought, frowning as I was suddenly hit with a blast of sadness. Even though my parents both were killed for a mistake, I still had moments where I missed them dearly. I could still remember the days where a tinier version of me would be running down the hall, a smile on my chubby face as my father chased after me. My mother would be sitting in the open ice garden laughing as she sipped at some Harwin Wine. My mother and father were so happy, then. They weren't the typical serious king, or queen. They joked around with the servants, and even occasionally ate with them from time to time.

I sighed and walked over to my mirror, staring at my white hair and white eyes, both inherited from my mother. My sharp features were from my father, from my narrow nose, to my full lips and sharp chin. Even today, people remind me that I looked so much like them.