Meeting other royals was such a meddling task. Most of them were always bosting about themselves and how being a prince was such an easy job. Sure being apart of royal heritage might've been rewardful but it always came with its flaws. The constant need to be serious, the fact that you couldn't grow up normally, you had most of the power at your fingertips. One wrong move could set your kingdom ablaze. Even so, it felt so rich to be a prince.

Another day, another royal meeting. Though.. this one was different in a way. Nikolai never talked about how easy it was to be a prince nor talked about how everything was basically given to him at a silver platter, instead he blabbled about magic tricks, bird, little things, such simple things that amazed him. He continued rambling about such little things.

"Oh and guess what Fyodor?"