SailorMoonAndSonicX

: CHAPTER TWO : THE SUITORS The morning sunlight shimmered bright through the windows as Aethon made his way down the busy palace halls. He swung around a corner, humming cheerfully to himself, and started to jog down a long, winding set of stairs. Suddenly he leaped up onto the banister and slid down, skillfully keeping his balance as the stairway spiraled down floor after floor. Just as he neared the bottom, he jumped off, flipped through the air, and went sliding on his knees right into the kitchens. Just ahead of him, Cyan, who had been preparing herself a glass of morning tea, grinned and clapped. "Another dramatic entrance, Aethon."

  Vayne hated the curtains in the library. They were made from a bright pink fabric covered with a cherry print and trimmed in lace.  He let the material slip through his fingers with a sigh.  He could remember climbing that rickety old ladder to hang them “perfectly centered so the sunlight can catch their cuteness”.  In the time he had seen them prominently displayed, he had swiftly grown to despise them, not only because they were gaudy, but because they reminded him of another time he had been bullied into holding his tongue. It couldn’t be that bad to tell her what he really thought.  After all, some of – well,

  Vayne hated the curtains in the library. They were made from a bright pink fabric covered with a cherry print and trimmed in lace.  He let the material slip through his fingers with a sigh.  He could remember climbing that rickety old ladder to hang them “perfectly centered so the sunlight can catch their cuteness”.  In the time he had seen them prominently displayed, he had swiftly grown to despise them, not only because they were gaudy, but because they reminded him of another time he had been bullied into holding his tongue. It couldn’t be that bad to tell her what he really thought.  After all, some of – well,