Markus K. Heimrich
It was normal for the red-head to eat all of his meals in the large kitchen of the Goldsworthy mansion rather than taking his food to his room or to the dining room if it was empty. At least the maids in the kitchen were better company than his co-workers or the other guards. Right now was the perfect time for Markus to snatch some food since the kitchen help were all finishing up with preparing breakfast for the royals. He was quickly acknowledged by the older women, most of them in a friendly manner wile a few sighed and shook their heads as they went back to work.
"Don't you have something better to do?"
Markus stopped at one of the counters where a few women were chopping up fruits, most likely already getting lunch ready, and picked up an apple. The woman who had spoke was a tad short with her thin brown hair pulled back into a bun under a white bonnet. "A man's gotta eat, doesn't he?", he said, hopping up onto the counter to sit. The apple nearly reached his mouth before the woman stole it from his hand and set it down on the other side of her.
The woman, whom Markus knew as Yuma, let out a small chuckle. "You're not a man until you stop acting like a child." She then took her left arm and gave Markus a shove to get him off the counter. Of course there was no way she'd have the strength to cause him to fall over, but he let himself slip off anyway. "Hey, a cook should show a guard some respect." He said after he leaned himself against the counter. The apple nearly reached his mouth before Yuma stole it from his hand and set it down on the other side of her. "What the hell? Markus turned towards her and gave her a harsh glare. "C'mon you hag I'm hungr--!" Something small but hard hit him on the back of the head and he spun around, realizing that one of the younger cooks, a blond named Taffa, had raised her fist and conked him one.
"That food is strictly for their majesties! If you want something to eat go sit over there and we'll make you something!" Taffa ordered as she pointed towards the wall were a few chairs sat. "If you can't be patient then you're not getting anything, got that young man!?" She continued to stare at him with stern eyes before he finally sighed. "F-fine.." he replied reluctantly before heading over to the wall and sitting himself down. What a pain in the ass... Damn women..
âAlric Goldsworthyâ
It was approaching the late morning when the jet touched down and Alric was finally able to collect his things. The wait for the limo wasn't very long, but he was tired and all he could think about was getting home to see how things were doing. He was worried about his siblings, but at the same time knew that they were left in good hands and it would be wrong of his to doubt the strength of Brinely and the other royal guards. Right, they were fine and perfectly safe. He was just letting his paranoia get the best of him is all. He hadn't been gone for very long, but the trip was a busy one and he didn't get a lot of rest so he was probably just tired. A good night's sleep in a familiar bed would have him feeling better in no time.
When the limo arrived, he instantly noticed that his assigned guard hadn't come along. It wasn't like Brinely to skip out on her duties and surely she wouldn't miss the opportunity to make sure he was alright after leaving the mansion without her with him. This only made him start to worry again. "Excuse me, why isn't Brinely here to escort me?" He questioned the guard, who was putting his suitcase into the trunk of the limo, before he made any move to get into the car.
The guard who was holding the door open for him took the liberty of answering, saying that they'd been issued by Brinely to pick you up instead because she had business to attend to. He wasn't very specific and in all honesty Alric couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. "Oh, I see. Thank you." He said before sating his seat and waiting for the car to leave the airport.
The drive was about an hour long, definitely longer than the flight, but that was understandable. He was just relieved to be home when the limo finally reached the gate to the mansion. Surprisingly there weren't as many paparazzi as usual, likely due to one of his siblings scaring most of them off. Normally Alric would have the driver stop the limo and he would give them a few good statements to satisfy their curiosity, but not today. Instead he just waved from behind his rolled up window as the gate opened and the limo entered the driveway. It came to a stop near the front entrance and he quickly got out without waiting for his door to be opened for him. "Just put that in my room please." He said before hurrying into the house.
After the doors closed behind him he stood still and took in a deep breath, bringing up his arms and cupping his hands around his lips. "I'm home!! Where's my welcome back hug!?" He shouted, not giving the two maids who were waiting for him any chance to greet him. "Uhm, welcome your majesty One managed to say with a small smile "Your siblings are in the kitchen eating their breakfast.
Alric gave the girl a smile. "Right, thank you." He then approached the dining room using his speed. He was too impatient to see everyone to just walk there at a normal pace. However when he opened the door to the dining room there were only two other people in there, his younger brother and his new guard. He was a tad confused at first, but then gave the two of them a friendly smile. "Goodmorning Drake, Ms. Harwal." He stepped in and ruffled Drakes hair as he walked by before taking a seat.
"I was told that Opal and Kath were in here too, where is everyone? Also has grandmother visited at all? I'm pretty sure I can smell her, but I'm so tired who knows how well my senses are working." He chuckled sheepishly, tapping his index finger against the side of his head a couple of times as he sad the last sentence.