It was a sunny day in autumn when my eyes laid on him. She was so bright, so far...it felt like I was unworthy of such beauty. I did not want her, I desired to be her... It wasn't list but jealousy. Everyone yelled at me to be a man, to hold a gun, to run the household, to get a wife, to have kids and I could keep on going but... Whats the point.
I stared out the window as the crown princess stood next to the crown prince in the palace backyard as everyone chatted and celebrated their engagement... "At least its not a party"
As my eyes roamed, I saw him. He was tall, red hair as a crisp apple in autumn ready to be plucked, those eyes... Golden eyes that drew you in without even knowing. A charming fave as if bistowed by the God of beauty himself and let's not get started on that beautiful body as though it came straight out of the novels that I read and keep hidden away deep in my study. His name was Isaac.
The Empire of Vale was an astounding place with a lot of secrets, there were 8 vastly known Empire in this large world and Vale was one of those Empires held together by 4 families excluding the Royal family. There was the Ortega Familia, which was fourth in power and owned most of the trading routes, they originated from the God of death tittled "Dios de la Muerto". He is worshiped in the Ortega family especially when a family member dies. Than came Asterleigh Family, which was very traditional and oriented when it came to things, they help 3rd in power and had authority over businesses and managing the empires finances. The House of Luminthar which is where I am from held 2nd in power and it was a military based household, they held military power and protected the country. Than came the Vantress house... How should I describe... I guess political, very strict as I've heard and they are 1st in power and that's where my Isac is from or Isaac but I like Isac better.
Click clack click
" what are you staring at so intently and thinking of? " my stepsister... Julian Von Luminthar or Juli for short. Shes been in love with the 3rd prince for the longest but she's too much of a chicken to confess... Sigh who am I kidding I can't even confess to a man I admire whose always surrounded by woman from morning till dawn.
"Just enjoying the view, shouldn't you be down there getting your prince charmings attention? "
"Says the one standing here staring into oblivion and digging a hole into Isaac"
"Oh hush it"
She chuckled as she leaned against the frame of the window looking out as well.
"He sure is popular huh? When he comes of age, hes sure to be swarming with marriage proposals"
I didn't like the sound of that. It's true, Isac was only 19 right now and yet he was the most perfect of them all. He was tall, a gentleman, fit body, knowledgeable plus rich and handsome... Which noble lady wouldn't want that. Not just nobles, even commoners desired him. It feels bitt3r sweet now that I'm thinking about it but someone like me whose not even social or good looking would probably be at the bottom pit of the ladder haha there will probably be a line even at the bottom of that ladder.
"Frowning will give your cute face wrinkles Ianis"
She ruffled my hair before running off but she wasn't wrong. With how much I frown it will be a surprise if my wrinkles don't alear as soon as I turn of age... Speaking of which me and him share the same coming of age day, well ceremony but still a boy can dream can't he "Isac and Ianis" as I gaced upon him again I found myself smiling and giggling and whispering to myself as though something flew by, our eyes meet and I for sure was not mistaken. He looked up at the window I was at and our eyes met and like an idiot... I ran
Urgh what else was I supposed to do like come on this story is stupid like this was one week ago already so what the hell am I doing on the same horse with this mam????