A girl with beautiful eyes looked outside her window from the castle. The thing so wondrous about her eyes were the fact that one of them was the colour of a bright, deep, never-ending green, while the other was a strking golden amber that you coud never, ever look away from. It was ike that particuar eyes was pulling you in. However they were clouded with confusion.
She just couldn't figure out that persin could she?
Her young seventeen year old mind was buzzing excitedly, but nervously, awaiting the arrival of the person she was confused at.
A soft knock drew her attention to the knock.
"Come in," the girl called.
An old woman with amethyst eyes and silver coloured hair canme in. However if you looked closely and carefuly, you could see there were still some traces of her black hair from her youth.
The old woman, who seemed to be in her early eighties, looked at the teenage girl and smiled gently, "What troubles you my dear?" she asked in her sing song voice.
The girl bit her lip and looked outside the window again. "Great Aunt?" she asked.
"Yes my dear?" The old lady said softly.
"D'you remember that prince we first met two months ago?" The girl asked hesitanty.
"Ah," the old lady grinned, " The one that was danshingly handsome and polite, who caught my dear great neice's attention?"
The teenager blushed, but nodded anyway, "Yes him. "
"What about him, sweety?"
"Well," the girl hesitated again but gathering er courage she continued, "He's always so unfeeling, but very polite right? And he looks at everything and every one with the same blank expression. Most of the time he keeps teasing me, as though he doesn't like me, But a few days ago, after my great grandparents' funeral, their kind and beautiful faces kept popping up in my mind. I couldn't hold it anymore, so I ran to my favourite place in the garden, which is near that fountain, and looked at the water, trying my best not to cry.
"But then he was taking the same bloody way, so at the exact time one of my tears fell down he passed me, obviously seeing it. Though instead of scoffing and telling me to get over it, he actually made me feel better. Not once did the guy tease me. Or give a sarcastic remark. Or look at me blanky. Instead he hugged me and told me to cry it all out, and to not hold it in because they were two spaecial people. He said it all so freakin gently and had a warm expression.
"But I think that seventeen year old fool is trying to hide his kinder self behind that cold facade. I just don't know why!"
The old lady looked at her with widened eyes.
"What?!" the girl demanded.
"My dear," The od lady said gently but sadly. "I want to tell you a story. It's a true story and I'm sure it will help you out."
The girl looked at her great aunt strangely, wondering what a story could pssibly do.
But the od woman drew a shuddering breath and started, "Once upon a time, long ago, there lived a young prince, who had seen and experienced sixteeen years. He was handsome, far too handsome really, with beautiful large golden amber eyes. He was soft, caring, thoughtful, kind and warm, but his it all under a sarcastic and cold mask. The reason why, is unknown to every one but him and an extremely beautiful girl he would meet.
"The prince's name was...."
'And our story begins -65 years ago'
Syaoran sixteen year old handsome prince of the Li kingdom walked quietly and gracefully along the castle's fountain. The soft breeze playes with his messy chocolate brown hair. He smiled one of his rare smiles, his expression competely peaceful, and looked at the garden around him with is beautiful amber eyes.
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