Xion wasn't told much about the imperial family.
Even when he asked Mr. Cat, or his new teacher, Minato, all they told him were snippets of the family dynamics.
But there was one thing both of them agreed on:
"Stay away from the Valaria family. No matter what."
"Then why do you still help the nation they rule?" Xion asked one morning.
Minato had smiled gently and replied, "Because we were born on this land. It gave us everything. We're only returning the favor. But you, Xion…
You don't belong here. You aren't tied to this world like we are. So, don't get involved with royalty. Especially not the newly appointed crown prince, Silas Valaria."
"Okay!"
Xion smiled and took a bite of the freshly baked bread. He didn't really care about princes or empires. All he cared about was one thing.
Meeting his elf.
And he could do that once breakfast was done.
Awesome, right?
So, little Xion transported himself inside the Darkhelm mansion.
