10 Home

The boy opened his eyes in a luxurious bed in a seven star room, this was all familiar, this was...

Home?! How did I get here?!

"Owen! Son, you are awake!"

His mother checked every square inch of his small body.

"Why did you run away from the plane? Don't you know how dangerous it is out there?!"

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry?! This isn't your first time, or even tenth! Son, do you know how I feel every time I'm told you tranquilized your guards and hacked into an escape pod into who knows where?! You were brought yesterday in the middle of the night!"

He couldn't look into her eyes...

He was a very smart child, smart and good-looking, one of the best in both lands, proven severally, plus his mother had him trained in many Saggezian martial arts in order to keep himself safe.

"Owen, don't do something like that again okay?"

He nodded...

He didn't find the girl, she was even the only reason he always ran away, to find her.

His mother kissed him and left,she had duties to perform and a new kind of protection to give him.

Alister, his personal guard, who was actually around his age, was his closest friend.

"You ran away again?"

"Yes but... I saw a whole lot, waterfalls, canyons, giraffes for my first time and..."

He stayed daydreaming for several seconds till Alister tapped him awake.

"And what?"

"A girl, she was the most beautiful I had ever seen... Her hair was blacker than night, her eyes, two dark windows, absorbing every photon wave of light..."

"Did you actually make a poem about her?"

"I make a poem out of everything now shush, her complexion, was a complex array of the clearest and darkest of brown..."

"So you like a Wathamban slave?"

"She wasn't a slave, she was too beautiful to be one."

"So a typical Wathamban then."

"No, she was smart, not like the beasts Ms. Alexandra says they are, she saved my life."

Bad idea telling your protector your life was in danger...

"What?!"

I knew it.

"...your life was in danger?!"

"It's okay I'm fine."

"You know how your mother gets when you are in danger, you've not even taken your medication!"

"Please don't tell anyone."

"And why not?"

"That's why I only told you, please?", He said, doing his puppy dog eyes.

Alister couldn't say no, he was so cute... His silver- blue eyes, pink lips and pale Chestnut blond hair...

Alister nodded.

Owen's notification went off, he had violin lessons. As the next in line to the supreme Saggezian throne, he went through a lot of training, but still, he liked it.

The child went through his normal lessons, still thinking about the girl. He had never felt about anyone how he felt about her and he liked it, he had to run away again.

His mother had more guards watching him so it was going to be more difficult to escape, but not impossible. If his great great great grandfather did it, so could he.

He pulled the bow forward and back, making a rhythm. His violin lessons. The instructor listened carefully, too carefully, he just wanted something to complain about.

Owen didn't let him get that privilege, he played the best he could, till he saw a picture...of his father.

I miss you father...

Just then he pulled a wrong string and the instructor smiled all the way to his ears, then began to yell at the eleven year-old as if the world were to end.

Owen just rolled his eyes and folded his arms. But it went out of hand when the instructor dragged Owen to the Empress, distracting her duties and complaining to her.

Owen thought she would have dismissed him, but, he was wrong...

"Owen, why are you always doing this to me? I don't understand. It's because of your running away that you are in decline, please, do you want to kill me? You think my time as Empress is enough?..."

"No, mom. I don't think that!"

"Then why are you acting like that?"

Owen looked down, he had disappointed his only parent left...he felt terrible.

Maybe I should wait for a long time before escaping again?

No, they'll think it's the same.

Maybe...I shouldn't go at all.

I should perform my duties as Prince.

Sigh, just for mother.