Sebastian Laurent Callahan crossed the foyer of the palace with effortless strides as his eyes scanned the room. Nothing much apart from the grandiose Christmas decorations that were put up have changed in the eights months that he hadn’t seen the marble palace.
Where there was a circular table carved out of marble in the middle of the room, in its place was a giant Christmas tree that looked thrice as tall as he is. Colorful tinsels and glittery bows flutter around as attendants of the Royal family brush past with boxes of decorations to prepare the palace for the upcoming ball.
He heard that the second prince had already arrived from his boarding school in the United States. It was already odd enough for him to know that Noah had agreed on going to some private boarding school filled
