(From Blue's Perspective)
"Little blue bird? What does it mean?" I asked.
"I don't know. He did not say it. There is a six-year difference between you two, right?" Mom asked.
"Yeah, there is," I said.
'He said seven at first, but after calculating properly, it's six years and two months.'
"Your eyes are blue, even your name is Blue. Did he see you when he was seventeen? But how can that happen? You were in another world. Ugh, everything is confusing. I don't want to think about it anymore. His Majesty is the hardest person to understand," she sighed.
But I understood him most of the time. Was it because he came clean to me? That should be one of the reasons.
"Mom, he treats me well. It's true that he does think differently than most people, but that doesn't mean he doesn't deserve love."
