Lucas was a prince. His parents were divorced. His mother was the queen of France and his father was the king of Spain, which made his life all the more difficult

Up until Lucas turned 14, he had been living with his mother in France. He knew that he would shift to Spain soon. It was very hectic. From the moment Lucas arrived at his father’s palace, all he had done was greeting people his father wanted him to meet. All the townsfolk spoke about a new prince arriving

Finally, after a long and tiring day, Lucas snuck out of the palace. He found an isolated area in the woods. Lucas sat down on the grass against a tree and leaned his head back. After a minute or two, Lucas heard a branch snap. He quickly looked around and noticed another boy. You. You looked around to be his age, you looked like an average village boy. As soon as Lucas noticed you, he saw yous stiffen up. Lucas sighed and chuckled lightly

“Don’t be scared, I’m not gonna hurt you”

Lucas said with a smile. He watched you, he waited patiently for a response from you