Duken's POV.
Prince Duken is currently sitting on a chair next to the bookshelf in his room when someone knocked on his door. He slowly paced to the door and opened it only to be thrown by tons of paint ball by His three brothers; Gilliam, Salieri and Severin.
"You three better clean this mess." He threatened with a sword on their necks.
"Y-yes." The three tried not to laugh at their colorful older brother. Duken closed the door with a "bang". He washed his face and changed into a new set of clean clothes.
Why was his brothers like that?
He opened the door and walked to the garden and saw Sylvia pissed off and is holding Salieri's hair while Severin and Gilliam were laughing like idiots.
"What did you three do?" He said as he approached the four.
"They spilled hot chocolate all over my book." Answered by Sylvia.
"You three are probably the worst brothers ever." He said before leaving and going to the King.
"My Father, I've been noticing there are less servants." He said as he bowed.
"Yes, indeed my son. I plan to send some warriors to search for the servants." His Father replied.
"Wouldn't it be better if we search for our own servants?"
"ANd I let you into the human world, my son? No, I can't let that happen."
"Father I know you harvest a great grudge agaisnt them but Please, I seldom ask for something unlike my three brothers."
"You are correct, my son. I will take consideration."
"Thank you, my father."
"Who will you bring with you?"
"My siblings except for Lillianne and Sherwood."
"Why not including them?"
"They are both young, my lord. I cannot have them hypnotized by the destructive and useless thing in the human world."
"Yet again you never fail to cease me."
"Thank you."
"You may go now." With that Duken left and continued to rest in his room.