I was mumbling and was passing towards the streets.... And was just talking to myself with a weird hand gesture. from the side the kids of the street were watching me as i
was lost in my own world . one of kid shouted " ohh look at that drunk weird uncle haha..."
"drunk weird uncle? are u kidding me you kids". I said angrily.
The kids were still laughing at me . I throw my shoes towards the kids in anger but unfortunately the shoes go up to the roof instead of hitting the kids.
"what the hell how i am supposed to get my shoes back, these dirty little kids"
The kids burst into laughter watching me trying to get my shoes back from the rooftop.
Suddenly a black car came and all the kids ran away. i was standing in front of the car. The driver started to blow the horn but i was still busy in yelling the kids "who the hell"
I turned around and he was shocked .... The car was a royal car in which the prince and princess of zayeania were sitting inside. Moreover, they come to zayeania after 10years . I also noticed the symbol in front of the car . The symbol was of 'Griffin' . Zayeania kingdom is known for 'kingdom of guardian ' it is believed that Zayeania soldiers and warriors are so strong that it's hard to beat them. zayeania come under one of the powerful kingdoms besides other two kingdoms that are cruesodor and cruiendel . The warriors are known for to never giving up in any situation and this kingdom plays the role to protect other two kingdoms.
Driver come out of the car and yelled " are u out of your mind, step aside"
Ignoring the driver, I ran towards the car and started to tap on the window of the car where the prince and princess were sitting. " Hello, prince ,nice to meet you . I am jonathan "
The prince just ignored me and told the driver to start the car and move.
And the car moved away .
J what kind of prince he is, what he taught about himself uh- , how dare he ignore me?. He really pissed me off .
one kid came again and said"uncle, first of all focus on getting your shoe hahaha"
" you little "
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