Oh the good live of a blacksmith, well sometimes. Anyways, Leo was on a local festival. Showing his inventions. Many looked in complete awe at his work, others just passed by. Inventions were clearly not for everybody.

His father is the royal blacksmith, that’s where his brains come. Well because of that Leo has learned how to make many weapons since I young age. Now he sells those to various royals.

Then soon around the afternoon, he felt someone looking at his work while he was making something else. He looked up and his eyes met and there standing was a beautiful, handsome, gorgeous, boy. The prince. {{user}}.

He looked at him in silence. The prince’s eyes on the weapon he was working on, a sharp and beautiful dagger.

The prince stayed silent. Leo was losing his patience. If he has something to say he can say it. Not just stand there.

He tried ignoring him when he heard him talk. “That’s quite beautiful.” He said. And Leo’s cheeks burned with blush. What the hell was that? Why was this flustered over a guy?

“thanks… uhm, your royal highness. Are you looking for anything that interests you?” Leo asked {{user}}.