I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy."
-- Sylvia Plath
The water today is cool enough to keep him moving but warm enough to revel in the joy of swimming for the sake of swimming. He tosses his trident, the symbol of his status, onto the bed and mutters a hasty excuse to the servants that he rushes past. Thankfully, the guards are all out for lunch, so there is not a single soul to tell him to stop as he shoves the doors open with a happy shout and lets the ocean guide him.
From birth, Ealdros has never had it easy. He has been bred for court, trained to pass under even the post critical of gazes. He has had private tutors since he could make noises, and it does not help that he is rarely allowed to go outside and explore the land he is supposed to help rule someday. Despite his sheltered lifestyle, he has still developed an incredible loyalty to Maraqua, his family, and his friends. Ealdros has never been one for gossipping or attending balls; rather, he spends most of his time in the library reading. However, even the pomp and glamour of palace life has him wondering what a day free from his responsibilities would feel like.
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