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A quick glance out the window is all it takes to tell him the time. The moon only just cresting repeats what his pocket watch affirms: that most of the city’s establishments closing, their workers returning home. Though he was reassured knowing his son in Heine’s care, he could not help but worry. Viktor knew well the kind of trouble he had gotten himself into sneaking out in his own youth. just as he knew what sort of trouble would seek one out if the chance arose. He would not see his sons suffer so long as he could help it. 

                                        ♪ Dance with me　so sunao ni                                                   Just tell me　kimi ga ii na                                                       hirefusu koto ni wa                                                    funarena oretachidashi                                                Dance with me　tatta hitori                                                  kimi o mitsumeru hodo                                             Fever Fever shinpaku-sū (bīto) ga                                              zutto kasoku shi tsudzukeru yo                                           dokoni ita no sa! ? MY PRINCESS ♪

     Indie Princes and Royal Tutor of Oushitsu Kyoushi Haine / The Royal Tutor

                                    ♚ Kai von Granzreich - Here

                                    ♚ Bruno von Granzreich - @brainiacprince

                                    ♚  Leonhard von Granzreich - @sxchertorte

                                    ♚  Licht von Granzreich - @soughtpath

In truth it had slipped his mind what day it was. Work often made the days blend together, a busy schedule upon each and a kingdom whose needs would always need being met. Never once had he regretted the path he had chosen, yet he worried for the effect that it had upon his children. It was perhaps too difficult to be both a good king and a good father. 

So when he sees Licht, his eyes almost instantly brighten. His youngest son had perhaps suffered the most at his hand, never having had the time to properly spend with him, properly get to know him. Yet in recent months perhaps that was beginning to change, or so he liked to think. Something else to thank Heine for without a doubt. Though he adored his kingdom and its people, Viktor held no greater treasure than his family. 

The tray in Licht’s hands is filled with deserts, beautifully aligned and presented in a way that he must have learned in his work. His youngest son was growing up before him and it was almost enough to bring him to tears. In fact he could feel them welling in the corners of his eyes. 

“It’s a treasure beyond treasures,” Viktor answered, his smile bright as his voice. The king radiated joy and pride; what could he have possibly done to earn such a wonderful son? Surely he had been blessed beyond what any one man ought be allowed. “Sachertorte is one of my favourites, how did you know? It is a perfect gift save for one thing that is lacking.” 

“Someone to share it with, of course. I could not possibly eat all this myself, would you not join me for a bit and share it with me? I’d love to hear about how your lessons are faring. Did you make these yourself?”

He takes a bite of the cake and one of the tears he is trying to hold back slips down his cheek. “The best Sachertorte I have ever had.” And there would never be any better, because this had been a gift from his beloved son.  

“Thank you Licht. I am fortunate to have such a wonderful son.” More than I have words to tell you with. 

misc manga quotes. / accepting!

                            —gaze  will  snap  to  the  other,  cautious  &.  wondering  if  mind-reading  has  now  been  made  possible.  (  impossible.  )  all  he  does  is  study,  that’s  enough  for  him  —  &.  he  wants  to  be  better  than  his  father.

                           (  that  is  not  wanting  to  become  someone.  )

                           ❝  I  don’t  need  you  to  attempt  to  give  me  life  lessons.  ❞  he  speaks  as  politely  &.  distantly  as  possible,  each  word  articulated  painstakingly  so.  

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Zander struggled to carry the basket of freshly grown vegetables he was carrying, nearly losing vegetables from it with each step. He stopped in his tracks when he heard the voice of the blond boy.