Prince Leander

The door opened and closed, and a woman dressed in fine clothing walked in, her ink-black hair was tied into a bun, supported by pins, and her black eyes scanned the room and settled on the boy who was carrying a sleeping girl in his hands.

"Leander!" her voice boomed with worry, everyone in the room immediately bowed their head when they saw her.

"Greetings Queen Athena" They chorused. She waved her hand, her black eyes staring at her son who stared right back at her with the same vigor.

"I was looking for you, what are you doing here and who is she?" Despite the noise, little Aurelia didn't wake up.

"I was just here, mother, and as for the girl, she is just someone I met here. she was all on her own looking at the pictures in a book so I decided to read a story, but she fell asleep before I could finish," he explained.

"Hmm, I was worried." her face softened, a gentle smile marrying her beautiful face.

"You worry too much mother, I am no more a child for you to be worried about. Where is Atlas? why isn't he with you?" as if on cue, a boy with olive-green eyes walked in, his blonde hair was combed to the back, and he looked no less than twelve years old.

Gracia stepped forward, going toward her daughter who was snuggling in the prince's arm. "Sorry for the inconvenience caused by my daughter, I will take her." the moment her hands touched Aurelia, she woke up.

"Mama," she said but didn't make an effort to leave Leander's side, turning to Leander she said, "Thank you, though I didn't get the chance to hear every part of the story." the prince just stared at the little girl.

"Why did you leave the soiree?" Gracia asked Leander, her eyebrows raised questionably.

"I was feeling bored so I came here, I didn't want to be a bother. Gai looked like she was having fun.." she trailed.

"Hmm" Gracia hummed, apologizing one more time to the Queen and Prince, they left Payton's manor.

Leander Windsor, the prince of Svarga, a mystery that no one knows about except the members of the royal family. His blue eyes follow the girl who was with her mother. He couldn't get his eyes off of her, it was like there was a magnetic field drawing him to her. A genuine smile crept onto his face, something which has not happened since he was born.

When everyone left the room, Queen Athena looked at her son with narrowed eyes "what was that all about? Are you reading a book to a child? since when?" the smile on his face faltered, and his blue eyes turned to his mother.

"What can I say? people change." was all he said. "Atlas, how did you enjoy the soiree?" he asked his little brother who was standing quietly.

"It was nice but not that fun because you left me though I had someone to play with." Leander cock his head to the side, his blue eyes brightening up with mischief.

"And who was that if I may ask?" even though he knew who Atlas was playing with, he decided to act ignorant.

"Gaia, the girl with the blonde hair. I think she is the sister of the girl you were carrying just now." Atlas explained.

"was she now?" he smiled, turning to his mother he said, "let's go, mother, unless you have something else to do here." Queen Athena bit Peyton goodbye and they left.

The gold carriage which could be seen only in the royal family sped through the road, soft cushions were placed on the seats, and curtains hung on the window.

The Coachman pulls the reins of the horse to stop it from walking once they pass through the gigantic black gate of the castle. The Castle emanated a dark aura, the walls were painted dark, and not even a speck of dust could be seen on the walls of the castle, with white pillars having feathered creatures on them standing on each side. The only odd thing which could be seen as the creepers on the walls of the castle, but the creepers only helped to beautify the castle.

The coachman opened the door of the carriage for the, he stretched out his hand for the Queen to take which she did before stepping down from the carriage. Leander was the next person to step down than Atlas.

Leander walked through the corridors, servants bowed their heads the moment they saw him coming. Ignoring them, he walks to his room.

His room was huge, with torches burning on each side of the walls, and a golden chandelier hung on the ceiling. The ceiling was tall, way too tall. The carpet on the floor felt soft under one's feet, the bed was huge, fit for a king.

Leander took off his boots, he flicked his fingers. A black bird that had perched itself on a branch of a tree flew into the room. It stood on the floor in front of the prince, it metamorphosed itself into a boy. His blonde hair was tied into a pigtail, his black eyes looked shallow, and his face was pale like a corpse.

"Master" he bows his head as a sign of respect to his master. Leander hum.

"I have a job for you, I want you to keep an eye on someone. She is three years old, and her name is Aurelia Clifton, watch over her and report to me. I don't know how you will do it to get into their house and live there." thinking of something, he chuckled.

"She looks like a compassionate little lamb. If you want to stay by her side, I'll advise you to injure yourself and let her see you. That will be all Apollo, off you go." the boy bowed his head once more before turning into a bird and flying away.