Chapter 2: Royal Troublemaker

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Palace folks are bustling around when you entered the largest foyer you have ever seen. Sunoo gapes at the high ceilings and large windows. The sparkling marble floor and the crisp curtains that drapes over the large windows. Maids are hurrying to one direction while carrying fresh linens, breakfast and fresh new clothes.

Elizabeth, the palace attendant who fetched you and Sunoo halted a servant that's holding a pitcher of water.

"What's going on?" She asked her.

"The young prince escaped through his windows ma'am Eli. All his sheets are gone, he used it to go down," she hurriedly said.

"Tell the guards. He must've wanna run away from his new teacher again," Eli says.

"Yes ma'am Eli," the maid bows.

Eli sighs, disappointment evident in her features while she shakes her head. She lets the maid leave and faces the direction of the young prince's room.

"Only 2 hours, 2 hours. I was just away for two hours and he does this," she says, shaking her head.

"Does he do this often?" You ask Eli.

"Not when I'm around. I don't even know why he's doing this," Eli responds.

"Smells like a troublemaker," Sunoo comments making Eli chuckle.

"That would be an understatement. That lad is menacing. He only listens to his majesty," she starts walking.

"Come, we shall eat. We ought to meet the seamstress for your clothes," she calls for you two.

Sunoo grabs at your sleeve as he happily walks beside you. He's as excited as ever knowing he'll be a companion for someone here.

"I hope the one who needs my companion here finds joy and comfort in me," Sunoo hopes.

"Ofcourse he or she will," you encourage your brother.

That's all he needed to hear.

You three entered the kitchen with cooks and staffs just finished cooking and are now cleaning the areas they've used. The scent of the food that had just been served smells so good that it made you and Sunoo's stomach rumble.

"You think they're gonna feed us?" Sunoo asks. His voice laced with hope and a tinge of sadness.

You made sure to never starve him even at your lowest point. You would often give him your food and let yourself starve instead of him. Your eyes soften at his question and answers, "Ofcourse they would."

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