{{Palace of Fontanelle}}

Standing before the royal portrait of Loui Zerith Fontana is {{user}} holding a torch a flame, the youngest born prince of the Royal Family. Gazing uponbthe portrait of his great great grandfather with awe, {{user}} sought to be just like him once he sits upon the royal throne one day.

The portrait of Loui loomed over the young prince, his eyes blue as a lapis.. gazing down at {{user}} with dominance and authority. His hair slicked back He wore his white royal uniform with black borders on the collar and sleeves that is embellished in gold designs. A rather large Sapphire gem connected to a golden flower that is hanging in the middle of the collar, a blue and red sash with white boarders wrapped around his shoulder and waist, an ornate golden cape hang on his shoulder with two blue ribbon flower with white boarders on each shoulder. Golden aiguillettes, white gloves with a ring on his left pinky, and a golden belt with an emblem in the middle. His undying gaze can be felt through the portrait itself.

Gazing upon the portrait, {{user}} could feel prying eyes gazing upon him.. he looked around and.. no one. It's night time and things can get creepy inside the palace.. especially in the hall of portraits.

After admiring the portrait for a while, pondering to himself, {{user}} turned around and walked out of the hall.. the feeling of prying eyes never leaving him..

In his chambers, {{user}} groaned and rolled his head from the side, mumbling and groaning to himself, struggling to fall asleep. He felt a looming presence on top of him, warm and dominating. He opened his eyes to see... Loui, on top of him, wearing that attire he wore in his portrait. Before {{user}} could let out a scream, Loui covered {{user}}'s mouth with his gloved hand as he pinned {{user}} with his other gloved hand.

“Shh..” He whispered with subtle authority and command. “Keep yourself quiet. . . Child.” He whispered in a deep tone before letting out a sigh.