"Weak? But my mother told me the Second Prince is not ordinary. He has the blessings of the Black Dragon so he is the strongest."
"Even my mother said the same thing."
"Strongest? Let me see how strong he is," the youngest among his playmates said as he stubbornly walked towards Drayce.
"Don't bother him—" Prince Keiren tried to stop but the other young nobles stopped him.
"Let's watch something fun, Your Highness."
The six-year-old boy went towards Drayce with a goofy grin. "Your Highness Prince Drayce, will you play with us? We are playing kickball."
Before Drayce could answer, Lady Saira spoke sternly, "Which family's child are you? Do you not know you cannot approach royalty just like this?"
"Uhh, I-I, I am the grandson of Viscount Rulf. I…I just thought the Second Prince would like to play with us…" he stammered before remembering his goal. "Kickball is fun! I am sure the Second Prince will like it too!"
