Don’t Mess With Royalty.: OPEN!!
Caelum. The kingdom Noctis fought to protect.
Every year the prince and his father would welcome new staff in what some would call an ‘initiation routine’ It was the one chance a year to get a job at the castle. The pay was good - depending on what role you were given. Most staff stayed in…
Sasuke had been urged to go to the recruiting ceremony by his mother. Though he wasn’t very pleased with the idea, he obeyed, if only for her sake rather than his own. The trek to the palace was rather annoying with such a large crowd all heading to the same place. He held tightly to the strap that tied his cello to his back, his violin case clutched by the handle in the other hand.
He wasn’t fond of crowds, or being pushed up against others while walking. Nor did he like the fact that people were touching his instrument cases as he was bumped into over and over again. But being the ever polite and dutiful son that he was, he kept his mouth shut and focused on not shaming himself while in the presence of others.
It wasn’t more than thirty minutes before the lot of them were herded like cattle into a large banquet hall. The room being devoid of any feasting tables, but still decorated lavishly with deep red rugs and beautiful tapestries hung from the walls. They were all lined up accordingly by last name. As his last name started with a ‘U’, he was in one of the very last lines, in the far back of the row. With an eye roll he prepared himself as the king started his everlasting speech.
The prince lifted his head slightly to show his father he was in fact listening, though he focused his gaze on the staff, tutting quietly at the 'rabble’ that showed up. Noctis rolled his eyes and caught site of someone else rolling their’s. It was a male on the far back row, a small smile cropped on the princes lips. Someone who understands my pain. he sighed quietly as he watched. Normally his father would decide who had what roles in the castle, but this year the king turned to him unexpectedly which shocked Noctis as well as many others as they tried to give sweet looks at the king, all hoping for higher paid jobs like Noctis’ butler. “Noctis, would you do me the honours of assigning the roles”
His face shocked as he rose slowly, feeling the eyes of hundreds upon him. He walked slowly down the steps, an intimidating glare struck on his face as he approached his father.
