Five Years Later
"Princess Aurelia!" a man with graying hair called out, panting.
Even though his schedule was often filled with chores, Darius had never quite had to run around the palace as though he were playing a game of cat and mouse. At least, not until the young heirs to the Raxuvian throne had started to learn how to seemingly fly on their tiny little heels before they even learned how to walk.
"Your Highness!" Darius chided once he finally caught up with the young princess.
She cried out in surprise, squealing and giggling when Darius's arm looped around her waist. If he hadn't caught her, she would've fallen head-first into the pond.
"But Darius!" Princess Aurelia whined. "The butterfly!"
Darius stared at the butterfly toy that sat in the pond, innocently bobbing up and down in the water. He sighed, feeling insanely exhausted.
"The servants will fetch it for you, Your Highness," Darius said. "There is no need to endanger yourself like that."
