--Alexandria POV--
“Is that the ship you came here on?” I asked, staring at the ship that was in the distance, anchored in place but there was a smaller boat on the island, where a man was sat on and eating some nuts, I didn’t recognise him.
“Yes, but we won’t be leaving on that. Another ship is coming to take us to Azurith,” My brother said, standing beside me as he stared at the ship.
“Domenico... Am I allowed to call you that? Or should I call you your majesty?” He turned his gaze to look down at me and laughed, ruffling my hair.
“I would much rather prefer for you to call me Nico. Just as you grew up doing,” He smiled and a spark of familiarity grew in my chest at that nickname.
“Nico,” I tested it out. “In my memories, I just called you big brother,”
“You did that sometimes too,
