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The sunsets were beautiful. Waking up in the arms of the one you love, eating with your family, spending time with your sister. Those were all things the Prince was enjoying right now.
It was the meetings. The paperwork. The planning. The organizing. The orders. Making decisions. Writing announcements. Practicing the sword. Making appearances. Checking on the people. Solving problems. Not being able to solve problems. Taking care of Abe. All of this was stressing him out. He was beginning to find a hard time balancing the quiet moments he got with the work. The Prince began to dread that life as King would be much worse. He found himself slightly worried that Riku would not be able to pick up the duties he would need to. Right now he was trying his best, but he wasn't able to really help with the biggest sources of stress for the Prince. Adding on top was the letters from home. They only seemed to get worse. The Galbadian soldiers were coming closer and closer to Hallow Bastion. There was no word yet on whether they had any plans for the Mountain stronghold, or if they even knew where it was.
The Prince had started scheduling himself an hour alone every day, without anyone at all. He would climb the stairs to the tower that overlooked the front gate of the fortress. There he would sit and look out across the lake, the valley, and down the mountain. One guard was allowed with him, but he was not allowed to speak or make any noise unless necessary.
Today he sat there after a lunch that he had spent alone with Riku. After a half hour, he saw a horse approaching that wasn't the usual messenger. They were dressed as a soldier, but not a Balambite one, or a Galbadian one. "Guard," Sora spoke up. "It appears someone out of the ordinary is approaching."
It was the meetings. The paperwork. The planning. The organizing. The orders. Making decisions. Writing announcements. Practicing the sword. Making appearances. Checking on the people. Solving problems. Not being able to solve problems. Taking care of Abe. All of this was stressing him out. He was beginning to find a hard time balancing the quiet moments he got with the work. The Prince began to dread that life as King would be much worse. He found himself slightly worried that Riku would not be able to pick up the duties he would need to. Right now he was trying his best, but he wasn't able to really help with the biggest sources of stress for the Prince. Adding on top was the letters from home. They only seemed to get worse. The Galbadian soldiers were coming closer and closer to Hallow Bastion. There was no word yet on whether they had any plans for the Mountain stronghold, or if they even knew where it was.
The Prince had started scheduling himself an hour alone every day, without anyone at all. He would climb the stairs to the tower that overlooked the front gate of the fortress. There he would sit and look out across the lake, the valley, and down the mountain. One guard was allowed with him, but he was not allowed to speak or make any noise unless necessary.
Today he sat there after a lunch that he had spent alone with Riku. After a half hour, he saw a horse approaching that wasn't the usual messenger. They were dressed as a soldier, but not a Balambite one, or a Galbadian one. "Guard," Sora spoke up. "It appears someone out of the ordinary is approaching."