Wandering around the streets of Hydropolis was always one of Leander's favourite pass times. Especially since he'd finished the paperwork and drafts early and was free to roam the city for a little while.
The only problem was, every time he walked by, the citizens tended to quieten down, as if he'd stop them from enjoying their day just with a mere glance.
He sighed a little in exasperation and dejection.
To be so generally disliked never sat well with him…
There were very few who didn't look at him with some form of disdain…
"Please, may I get one ma?" He zeroed in on one of the few people that hadn't noticed him yet. A young boy, stood by a stall, asking his mother for some children's toy or another.
"No, Pompey. You're far too old to be playing with bubbles." The mother had responded, unaware that the archon was watching them. Sapphire eyes widened slightly at her words.
Since when were kids ever too old to play with bubbles?
As the mother began walking away, the child pointed to a little wagon, painted in red, that closely resembled the fishing carts and such other citizens used.
"What about that ma? That's older, right?" The mother was less than impressed and just shook her head.
"Sweetheart, most kids your age should be learning how to fish. Not playing with toys." How rude… "When you're an adult, you can do as you please."
Now that gave him an idea.
It'd been a long day for the Queen. She'd been focusing hard on keeping her spell intact and signing paperwork and other such activities. Sighing in exhaustion, she dropped onto the couch in her private quarters and used her magic to connect to Hydropolis' eye. Her gaze reached all corners of the city, there must be something to see–
Nerea's eyes widened before she burst into a fit of laughter.
There, on the screen…
Leander rolling around in a red, kids wagon using his magic to travel around the town, the movement causing air to catch on a small green rod and bubbles to form and float into the sky.
Children were watching with awe as he hurtled down the steps to the docks and fully grown men growing immensely confused at the sight.
All the while, Leander's face remained completely oblivious as if he wasn't rolling around with half the city laughing at him.
It was times like these that she couldn't help but love this idiot…
Just one more day…
Author's Note:
Short, I know, but I'm having fun with this.
