18 years old, Edmund Von Granzreich has reached the adult age, responsibility would be more of a burden than work in the age. His lips quirking p to a smile, facing the sunset in his room's balcony and waving at the butlers and maids near the fountain appearing insight under him. They wave back at him with the same smile, which made his heart flutters. How long has it been since he could feel the same feeling? Ancient. This time, he would never let this family be killed nor touch by filthy and murderous hands. His glare darkened at the word, feeling to spit at the word.
Due to the breeze, his cape flew backwards, making a floppy sound against the fabric. Tsuna's eyebrows furrowed a little bit, pissed at the annoying material touching his back. It's so hot he could almost sweat!
His feet jumped from the third floor shocking the people that was waving at him, coming to him asking his conditions in worry, Tsuna wave it off with his killer smile, melting the hearts of people who saw it at the place.
"Your Highness! Are you sure you're okay?" The same words repeated themselves over and over again, dizzying the brunette quite a bit. To be quite honest, the word 'brunette' is just a reference from his original hair colour, in truth, his hair is currently quite blonde, following his father's feature almost entirely, the difference is his hair is wavy compared to his father's. Viktor Von Granzreich, his father, also known as the monarch that rules over the kingdom, his popularity has recently risen due to the war, from that on, he has named the war God, his fierce and elegant of fighting spice the newspaper to a high sale, viral for the town. It has taken interest than should to most of the inhabitant lived in the country. His wise ways had also become one of the popular reasons why he is liked so much by all the population, such a small big country with wide population would be impossible to be controlled--turning it into a peaceful town, but Viktor, made it possible with ease.
Tsuna nodded at the maids and butlers, his hand waving at them as he walks down the nicely flatted cement pathway leading from start to across the kingdom, His shoes lifted and steps on it, hands behind his head, laying his head on it-relaxing unto them. His mouth quirked up into a gentle smile, humming a song he had to remember when his original mother sang to him, a nice memory to be kept. But now, his life is much more peaceful than his old one if he does say so himself, the weather is always lightening and cheerful, came and left at the perfect time, seasons rain down not overload, the air filled with fresh oxygen, the sight of perfect light green colour plastered on the tree's branches and around the bushes' leaves, it almost felt like the described heaven, and don't forget about the nicely carved wooden door and gold on the door, how the statue was perfectly aligned symmetrical and satisfying to look at.
"Child! You mustn't go pass this door, we'll call your parents right away." A sudden man voice came from the main gate, causing Tsuna to flinched and hide at the same time behind the wall. His eyes darted, peeking slightly at the scene.
There stood a man (What his intuition calls him.) with his red hair cut short, elegant teacher outfit suits for a royal tutor, upon first glance Tsuna knew this figure wasn't a child, his eyes look way too emotionless for a young innocent being, not to mention the adding of his horrible intuition screaming 'teacher!' inside his head. He swore, if his intuition would not shut off for one second, he could do bad things. And it shuts off at the moment he thought of that. His hands travel down from grasping the edge of the wall, straightening and tidying his shirt carefully trying to look the fullest, but another presence has replaced his job.
"Guards, he's the royal tutor, take your swords down" She has spoken out loud to the guards, he could see their eyes snapped in realization as they bow down in front of her and mumbles plenty of regret words including a tearful apologise towards Heine.
"Blessing upon the First Queen, I'm humbly sorry for my attitude earlier! I was too clueless to have such knowledge! please forgive us, Royal Tutor!" they shouted, heads still pressing aggressively against the ground. The queen smiled, her hands patting their shoulders signalling to stand back, preparing for another arrival, as they did so too.
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The king's Throne | Katekyou hitman Reborn Crossover |hiatus|
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