~Past~
“Your Highness, the king calls for you.” Victor said after finally spotting Tedros at the third floor balcony, his gaze fixed on something below.
“Prince Tedros?” Victor approached him until he too was standing in front of the railings. He followed his gaze and saw that the prince was watching Larissa in a daze.
“Do you think she would come to realize that she is just a pawn being used by my father?” Tedros asked, solemnly. He was resting his chin on top of his palm and his eyes were overflowing with pity as he watched over the dark haired girl.
Larissa was accompanied by two of the handmaidens that the palace provided for her every time she visits, she was picking out flowers in the garden while the two maids carries baskets filled with the flowers of her choosing.
Tedros kn
