Leonardo was sitting on the roof above his room, one leg folded up to his chest with a deep frown across his lips. He looked down at his kingdom off in the distance, it was still hard to believe he was king now—it wasn't as exciting as he'd expected it to be.
It had seemed like a good idea at first, but after a few years of ruling, he felt... lonely. The thought was almost laughable, especially coming from a man who'd never considered anyone a friend. He hadn't seen Logan in two years, after the former vampire king's funeral that is, they'd been old war buddies after all, but Logan didn't look his age. Nicholas on the other hand hadn't been seen in five years.
"Tchh...like I care." He spat out, cursing under his breath.
The point of it was that there was no one to fight or argue with,
