tonight, the music seems so loud

A nighttime breeze moving past runs through his hair and messes it a little bit, but he finds himself not minding a single bit. The view of the kingdom from the balcony is always beautiful, no matter what; it’s overwhelming, just the idea of owning all of the land covered by his family’s rule. It’s too much that it leaves his throat tight and his stomach a little sick.

Touya leans against the stone railing of the balcony, his eyelids falling shut as he tries to ignore the voices he could still hear from downstairs in the ballroom, and how no one had seemed to notice his disappearance from the drama of it all.

“My lord?” calls a familiar voice from his door, and a gentle knocking against the wood follows, “are you in there?”

Well, save for one, the only one who mattered.