Snippet #2020197

Adelio's face brightened. "I'd be delighted. At least I can stand you." He sighed, and stretched his arms out on the table, then placed his head on his arms. "Why must being Royal have to be so hard?" He pouted, and kept his face there. "I mean,m ost people just get so jealous, look at all of those jealous eyes!" He said, raising his head, seeing a long-haired, darker-skinned boy looking at him. "See? That one there. Can't you see his jealousy? He wishes he were like me, with my short, beautiful black hair and my fair skin. He looks like a dog with that big mop atop his head!" He sighed. "And the girl over there, who seems to be looking at my wonderful face. They are all obviously in doubt of themselves, don't you think, Noble?" Resting his head on his arms again, he frowned. "The Prince wishes he weren't so popular sometimes. Then he wouldn't have to worry about jealous, greedy eyes." Adelio yawned.