shotonemar

Long ago, there was a prince named Seto. He was a short, skinny boy, really. He made up for it in how he looked and acted. Fluffy maroon hair, amethyst eyes, and a small but strong body that was always hidden under a long blue coat he insisted upon wearing. His life was easy, only having to occasionally manage taxes. That was simple since he was such an intelligent boy. He eventually grew tired of it, though. Each day seemed the same. Wake up, stare out some windows, eat, then go to bed. Although, as such a young prince, only fifteen years old and the looks of a ten year old, he hadn't much choice in the matter. One day was different though.