°•.•°¤*✬.•°°• °•°•.✬*¤°•.•°
The numerous flaming candles illuminate the focused prince.
Leaning back in his perfectly crafted lounger, his eyes skim the page. A petite knock brings a long sigh as the story's climax is just a page away. Lorencio swiftly rolls his eyes and places his book on the low table below.
"Who begs to enter at this hour?" Lorencio's voice deepens as he requests for identification.
"My prince, it is I Reginald, the physician." A meek, manly voice answers his question.
His golden brows furrow at the name, "And what business do you have with me? Is something wrong with the princess?"
"Nothing of the princess's health, but I beg of you to allow me in. I have urgent news."
"As you wish, you may enter," Lorencio releases yet another sigh allowing Reginald into his office.
The lean man fumbles with the knob before twisting it revealing his anxious state. The prince's eyes sharpen at the uneasy sight.
"Thank you my lord for accepting me," Reginald bows lowly.
"No need what is the news you wish to share?" Lorencio wishes the man would skip the pleasantries so his book could be continued. But the nature of the situation reveals that the book will remain shut for the evening.
"How I wish that I approached you sooner, perhaps most of my mistakes would be erased. Alas, I am nothing but a coward," his teeth rattle as the truth begins to travel upward as if it were bile. "Princess Shelton is behind the young princess's disappearance. Having myself and her knight carry out her malicious plans. I am filled with regret, as her threats and temper have kept me away from spilling my truth."
Lorencio's eyes gloss over with tears as the words torture his heart.
The nights when she would delicately stroke his shaky shoulders as he yearned for his sibling. Yet the reason was so close, alas his eyes remained closed as if he was blind to the blatant truth. His fists scrunch and contort in frustration as he stands on his feet. "Guards! Fetch my family and my betrothed this instant! To the throne room, at once!"