Random Shorts Frazzle Did

The birds sang around the castle’s gardens, celebrating the end of winter at last, the snow gone and plants leaving fresh scents as new growths had already begun sprouting.

Blueblood sat on a bench to take it in. And the head of the guards sat beside him.

He wasn’t allowed out on his own after his last endeavor.

“Sigh… Why do you do these things, Blueblood,” Shining finally ended the silence.

“I do what I want. A prince doesn’t need to explain himself.”

“But a princess can just as easily make these punishments worse. I would’ve to let you know how those maids felt.”

Blueblood’s lips tightened, “That would at least be something… I haven’t gotten a word in five years.”

Shining tried to hold his glare, but felt it break. He sighed, “She cares about you, Blue… You’ve gotta know that.”

He didn’t bother answering.

The birds sang on.