The vast Acciante castle, in all it's glory and splendor, feels a bit too small for the young prince today. He has never been the superstitious type, never truly believed in witches or fortunes, but he has always believed in gut feelings, and his gut is certainly making a fuss on such a peaceful morning. As he flips through yet another page in his current mystery novel, the discomfort only grows. Something is coming, something big. Weather good or bad, he can't quite place, but it is bound to be big nonetheless. It's strange, to say the least, that he of all people is feeling this way. Romano has always been the most carefree member of the royal family, known for not worrying enough, and Agathya has always been the most peaceful of places. The sudden discomfort felt entirely out of place. Perhaps it's something he ate? The hard bind book flies out of his hand and lands with a thud on the dark velvet sheets. Reading doesn't seem to be the solution this time, but a bit of archery practice may be.
The castle is silent, that is until the moment he takes a step out of his bedroom. The tall, French baroque doors slam shut, echoing in and out of every corner of the structure. His father's voice follows merely seconds after. "Romano, Alessia! Come see me immediately." his thundering voice has a sense of urgency to it, more so than usual.
"Good morning to you too, father" the boy catches his father's call on his way down the large, gold accented steps, and presents himself front and center, usual playful smile in place. "Did something happen?". There's a short pause between the two. The king appears to be considering his next words carefully as if to not alarm him, meanwhile the young prince watches, the misplaced feeling from before still in place. "No" the King answers firmly, then wavers. "Not yet".
Not yet. Implying that something will, which means that the misplaced discomfort was not so misplaced after all.
"I have an important announcement to make. Where is your sister?". An announcement that requires both prince and princess to be present is unusual. Alessia, as the oldest of the two as well as the most fit to rule a country, is normally the only one needed to be present. The King entrusts her with important tasks, and she never fails to carry them out to the utmost perfection. She's cunning, wise, responsible, everything needed and expected of a queen. Romano is nothing like her. He's too quiet, too naïve, too common.
The castle is silent, that is until the moment he takes a step out of his bedroom. The tall, French baroque doors slam shut, echoing in and out of every corner of the structure. His father's voice follows merely seconds after. "Romano, Alessia! Come see me immediately." his thundering voice has a sense of urgency to it, more so than usual.
"Good morning to you too, father" the boy catches his father's call on his way down the large, gold accented steps, and presents himself front and center, usual playful smile in place. "Did something happen?". There's a short pause between the two. The king appears to be considering his next words carefully as if to not alarm him, meanwhile the young prince watches, the misplaced feeling from before still in place. "No" the King answers firmly, then wavers. "Not yet".
Not yet. Implying that something will, which means that the misplaced discomfort was not so misplaced after all.
"I have an important announcement to make. Where is your sister?". An announcement that requires both prince and princess to be present is unusual. Alessia, as the oldest of the two as well as the most fit to rule a country, is normally the only one needed to be present. The King entrusts her with important tasks, and she never fails to carry them out to the utmost perfection. She's cunning, wise, responsible, everything needed and expected of a queen. Romano is nothing like her. He's too quiet, too naïve, too common.