Cross smiled and sat down on the throne. A servant walked through the room and Cross beckoned them.
"I want you to round-up the attractive woman of this country, and bring me a bottle of the best wine this castle has. No make that four bottles." Cross demanded, setting down his empty wine glass. The servant bowed and left the room to do the task at hand. Several minutes later, a different servant came into the room carrying the four bottles. Cross took one and poured it into his glass.
He took a small sip and scrunched his nose in disgust. He picked up the bottle and whipped it across the room. It smashed against the wall and the red wine ran down the wall.
"This is disgusting!" Cross stated.
"I'm sorry!" The servant stuttered and bowed. Cross sighed and glared at the servant.
"Go find that stupid orphan and bring him here, quickly."
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty." He stuttered before running from the room to retrieve Allen.
Allen sat cross-legged on his bed, staring down at the thick book he'd been assigned to study. As he turned the page, dust flew off, tickling his nose and causing him to sneeze. Allen rubbed his nose, and looked down at the book. That was all he could do now that Mana had passed, read. It was the only thing that didn't make him cry.
The knock on the door startled Allen, and he snapped the book closed. The person at the door jumped as Allen opened it, not expecting the action.
"Y-you're needed in the throne room." He said, bowing to Allen and running down the hall. Allen sighed and closed his door, and making his way to the throne room. Allen raised an eyebrow in question as he entered the room, stepping into the red wine that pooled before the door.
"You asked for me?" Allen said as he walked into the room.
"Took you long enough, why did I have you come here? Oh yeah, you're banished. Get out of the place in ten minutes and I won't have you impaled." Cross stated before taking a sip of the wine he had just been given. Allen stood mouth agape.
"Why am I being banished?! What did I do?!" Allen questioned stepping closer to the throne.
"For the murder of our late king, Mana Walker. You, Prince Allen, are stripped of your title, all privileges taken and cannot enter the city without permission from me." Cross stated, trying to hide the smile behind the words he spoke.
"But I didn't kill him! He died of natural causes! I didn't do it! No! No! NO!" Allen yelled baling his hands into sat silent as Allen glared at him.
"It was you, wasn't it?! I didn't do it! No, I'm not banished. You're banished. GETOUTGETOUTGETOUT!" Allen screamed in protest, guards entering the room when hearing the yell and hauling Allen from the castle and into the streets.
Allen sat on the dusty street for what seemed like hours before standing and brushing the dirt from his pants. He looked around trying to remember his way around the city. After hours of aimlessly walking around the large city, Allen noticed the large circus tent that was set up in a field just outside of the city's limits. Allen felt his eyes tear up remembering the plans he had with Mana to go to the circus the day it arrived. Allen cut through the bustle and made his way to the tent.
Allen stepped into the tent curious, watching wide-eyed as the performers practiced for the night's events. One woman was tied to a spinning board, while another threw daggers at her. A pair of brothers practiced on giant colored balls, a woman was busy training a small monkey. Another was practicing his magic and disappearing act with a girl who was trying to create illusions, and a man lifting things not possible for a human. Allen watched in amazement as the small group practiced, not noticing the falling sun and the crowd that gathered around him.
