03-02-2011, 07:51 AM
A rather rushed man could be seen walking down the hallways of the castle, his eyes darting left and right rambunctiously like he was searching for something or someone for this matter. When he reached the front doors and had looked left and right the road, he knew very well where the young master had gone to. He pursed his lips as he sighed for the first time that morning. “The least you could do, young master, is to tell me when you’re heading out for your morning walks.”
Said young master was walking on feet with the reigns of his horse in his hand. He was dressed in his horse riding clothes and had donned the gold ring that the butler was searching for. It was a family heirloom that, of course, the prince had a right to wear but occasionally, his father asked for it to use the seal on it as a stamp. He whistled as he walked along the forest trail, the sound of the birds singing along with him as he stopped at a clearing. It was a beautiful clearing that he frequented often and usually skinny-dipped but today, he did not do the latter. Instead, he got on his horse, tugged a little at its reigns to make him turn right and was just about to kick its side to run around the lake when he saw something glinting at the far distance.
Was that… gold?
It looked a lot like gold to him now that he had neared it and he smiled at what he’d found. Getting down on his horse and trusting it not to run away, he hurried to pick it up from the ground before he got back on his horse. Not wanting anyone else to see what he’d found, he hid it under his cap and hung it on his belt hoop before he’d kicked the horse’s side to return back to its trails back to the castle. He was excited to add this to his number of collections. When a few of the woodcutters had seen him pass by, they greeted him, which he paid no mind and quickly got down from his horse to leave it to the stable man who came to get him. He threaded through the castle, barely escaping his butler’s hawk-like eyes and locked himself up in his room. The light was bright from outside since it was a sunny and clear morning and his curtains, which was a couple of feet above him were pushed aside.
Lia put the lamp on his study table after he’d pushed all the papers aside and he looked at it as he’d rubbed his hands together. Firstly, he needed to clean it off of any mud. The male went off to find a rag – one of his dirty clothes – and used it to clean it properly until it shined of gold.
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