Amazing

Brodie stormed into his room and slammed the pristine door. Eyes darting around thr room he angrily muttered to himself before stopping in front of the white and gold full length mirror.

Anger bubbling as he looked at the expensive leather dress shoes that ached every second he wore them. Slowly raising his gaze he moved to the needlessly overpriced black suit he had been told to wear. His rising fury immediately took a nosedive when he saw his face. Noticing his now neatly combed beard and slightly sunburned skin he looked at himself with a bemused scowl. "The fuck am I doing here?" he spat in disgust.

Yanking at his tie he ripped it off of him as quickly as he could. Soon as it was off the jacket and shoes followed. Still unsure who the man in the mirror was he continued to undress until he was left in his underwear.

A well toned and defined physique complete with scars and bruises from all the hard work he'd put in to fight for his freedom reminded him who he was. Looking back at his reflection he remembered exactly who he saw himself as. Someone useless.

Someone who had worked for years to be an Exporer just to be shown up in tje trials by someone who joined on a whime. Someone who had dedicated his life to a dream to climb for freedom just to be left holding a rope for other people to do it. Someone who had spent years putting Kosi above himself just to be an afterthought the moment he took his mask off.

Breathing heavily as he looked at the shaken and teary eyed reflection in his mirror he was snapped back to reality by a knock on his door. "Brodie can I come in" his father said from the other side of the door.

"I...um yeah alright come in" he said shaking his head and sitting on his bed. Poking his head around the door his dad inspected the room and stepped inside. "Hey Brodie can we ta- why are you naked?" his father said stopping in his tracks.

"Fuck...dad, fuck ugh" Brodie said as he sighed and buried his head in his hands. Sitting down next to him Brodie Sr looked around the room at the scattered clothing then looked forward at the mirror in front of them. As a pit formed in his stomach he placed an arm around his son.

"So this whole royal thing isn't sitting right with you is it?" he asked looking at Brodies trembling hands. "I can't figure it out. Dad help me what am I?! Tell me, I thought I knew but i don't I just feel like I'm not real. Why do I exist?" Brodie said in a panicked tone looking at his father with a deeply panicked look in his eyes.

Looking at his spiraling son Brodie Sr pointed at the mirror. "Look over there, come on let's get closer" he said patting Brodie on the back as he helped him stand up.

The pair stood in front of the elegant mirror. Barely fitting in the frame due to their tall and wide frames Brodie Sr grabbed his son to pull him down to his height. "When did you get bigger than your old man" he said jovially to a still shaken Brodie.

"Alright look at yourself Brodie, I bet you don't really know what you see. I bet you feel pretty lost and confused, maybe a bit of guilt. You feel like you should be doing more, saying more just being more" he said pointedly at Brodies reflection.

"Yeah, how'd you know that?" Brodie asked taken aback. "Where'd you think you got it from? I never felt like I belonged here, only reason I am is cause your mom. Your anxious and that's okay. No one can expect an eighteen year old to have every answer to life all you have to do is what's best for you" Brodie Sr said proudly.

"What if I don't know what's right for me?" Brodie asked looking at himself awkwardly. "Do me a favor and look at yourself B, why do you look the way you do? You know aside from my good looks of course" Brodie Sr said with a grin.

"What do you mean?" Brodie asked looking at himself in the mirror. "Why are you a royal covered in bruises with rough callous hands and a ripped physique? Tell me Brodie why do you look the way you look?" Brodie Sr asked pointedly.

"Um because I worked out a lot" Brodie said shrugging. "And why's that, why did you work out so much?" his dad asked. "To get strong enough to be an Explorer, because I wanted to help people, because that's what I wanted to do with my life" Brodie said as a smile crept across his face.

"So age twelve you look at your surroundings and you decide hey I'm going to help change this. You do that at age twelve because you decided to help and how were you going to help?" Brodie Sr asked snapping his fingers.

"By becoming an Explorer" Brodie said jovially. "And did you achieve that mission?!" his father shouted into the mirror. "Fuck yeah I did, I did it and I got others into it too. I set a goal and I fucking did it. I'm amazing!" Brodie shouted back to the mirror.

"Okay wow that went over great yes, yeah you're amazing" Brodie Sr said patting his son on the back. Heading to the door he looked back at Brodie stayed standing in front of the mirror. "You okay B?" he said looking back at his son.

"Yeah" Brodie said looking back with a massive smile. "Okay.." Brodie Sr replied tilting his head slightly before shrugging and leaving the room. "I'm amazing" Brodie said once more staring at himself in the mirror.