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Previously on The Lost Prince:
As Brady sighed quietly, he felt his stomach growl. Mikayla's head snapped up at the sound, causing Brady to blush as she looked at him. "Hungry?" She guessed, earning a smile and a nod from Brady. Mikayla smiled before she stood up and walked into the closet, coming back out moments later with a shirt for Brady since his old one was ruined. "Here you go. I'll show you the dining room and the kitchen." Brady quickly slid the shirt over his head, wincing slightly, before he followed Mikayla out the door.
1 Week Later No One's POV
It had been a week since Brady had returned to Kinkow. Since he had returned his injury had healed and his dad had begun his lessons. Everyday Brady would sit in lessons on how to be King and what he would have to do. He also was being taught by Mason and his dad on how to fight well with multiple weapons, like a machete, a sword, a Bo staff, and a bow and arrow.
Most days though, it was just Mason training him, and he usually studied on his own. The Queen was busy with the pushed-back party for Brady's return while the King was busy attending to his duties.
Brady was in the classroom now as Queen Annabelle walked in, smiling as she spotted her son sitting in one of the three desks, studying. "Brady, why don't you take a break for a few minutes?" The Queen questioned her son as she made her way to him before sitting on the counter that surrounded the circumference of the room, except for the front of the room where the chalkboard was.
Brady looked up, startled. He hadn't heard his mom enter the room, which had been dead silent before she had spoken, asides from the sound of Brady's pencil moving across paper and the occasional turning of the pages of the Great Book. "Hi. I didn't see you come in." Brady greeted sheepishly. She had caught him off guard, something he liked to prevent.
"Sweetheart, why don't you come sit beside me and take a break. If your father comes in and asks why you aren't working I'll tell him I was the one who distracted you." Brady nodded before he stood up and walked over to his mother before sitting down on the counter beside her Indian-Style, happy for the break. His head was hurting slightly from reading from the Great Book for a few hours and his hand was cramping from writing so much.
Queen Annabelle hugged her son. She still wasn't entirely over the fact that they had finally found him after he had gone missing all those years ago. She had always missed him, and her only distraction from her thoughts of him was his brothers and her duties as the Queen of Kinkow. Even then, he had always been present on her mind. He was her first born, and even though he would never admit it, he had always been somewhat of a momma's boy, although Boomer was a bigger one.
The Queen let go of her son just as the door opened and the young Guard Girl walked in. Noticing the Queen and her son, Mikayla halted where she stood. "Am I interrupting something? I can come back later if you want." The Queen shook her head. "No it's alright. What do you need darling?" Mikayla's eyes flickered to Brady for a moment before they settled on the Queen.
"I have a few more details I need to discuss with you about the party." Annabelle nodded before Mikayla walked up to two of the Parker family members. "We need to know what time the party is, and where it's going to be held as well as who all's invited."
"Well, the party should begin in the morning so we can celebrate all day long, so say around ten a.m., and I would imagine we're going to hold it here, unless we move it to Maverick's club." Mikayla nodded. "And for who is invited, well, everyone! There's no reason to let everyone have a day off the celebrate and have fun." Mikayla smiled at the Queen as she finished writing everything down. "I'll ask Boomer if we can use his club then, and everything else is set. Thank you my Queen."
Queen Annabelle smiled at the Head Guard as she left the room before she turned to her son, who was watching the door where Mikayla had just left, a faraway gaze in his eyes. "Brady, you should talk to her. I know there's something going on between you two. I mean, you used to be best friends when you were little. There's no reason for you not to resume your friendship." Brady snapped out of his trance, his eyes wide as they met his mother's. He realized she had noticed him watching Mikayla, and he felt his cheeks flush slightly.
The Queen smiled as she stood up and began walking to the door. "I'm going to go make sure everything is set for the party. I'll come back later to get you for dinner." Annabelle halted in the doorway and turned her head slightly so that she could see her son. "By the way, it's not polite to stare, even if you do like the girl." Brady felt his face burn in embarrassment as his mom left the room. He was sure his cheeks were as red as a fire hydrant.
Even though he was embarrassed, Brady couldn't help but smile as he sat back down in his desk and began to work again. It wasn't long until his thoughts drifted away from his studies and into the corners of his mind, reaching his memories of his home in Miami.
"Brady, bring that box over here. We need to stock the guitars again. I swear those things sell out faster than anything else." The ten year old boy lifted the box and began carrying it to where his father was restocking the guitars from another box as well. As Brady walked past the main case that was by the counter, he couldn't help but glance at the acoustic guitar that rested in it. It was a black acoustic guitar, and once it was tuned, it had the most beautiful sound Brady had ever heard. He had always wanted a guitar, having grown up around them for five years now, and ever since the guitar had come in four months ago, he had wanted to have it as his own.
Brady had been saving his birthday money as well as his chore money so he could buy it. He was hoping that he would receive a guitar for Christmas, this being the only thing he wanted, but he knew that if that didn't happen then he would save enough money to get it himself, even if it meant working even more.
The only problem he encountered of course was the financial part of the ordeal. The guitar cost $500, and so far, Brady only had $87. He had been trying to save as much as he could, but it wasn't adding up to a lot.
Brady halted slightly though as his eyes searched the case. He didn't believe what he was seeing. The guitar was gone. "Dad, where's the black acoustic that's usually in the case?" He questioned, hurrying over to his dad. Mr. Raven looked at his son as the little boy rushed over to him, the box in his hands.
"We sold it yesterday evening." Mr. Raven responded as he took the box from his son and set it on the ground before continuing to restock the shelves with the new guitars. "Why?"
Brady bit his lip. He hadn't told anyone his plan except for Cheyenne. "No reason." He mumbled before he turned and walked away, trying to find something to occupy his mind so he wouldn't become more upset about the guitar being gone. He had really wanted it and had hoped that if he behaved really well that Santa might bring it for him. It was the only thing he has asked for when his mom had asked what he wanted for Christmas.
"Brady, Cheyenne!" A call came from the upstairs practice room. The ten-year old spun around and rushed to the room, curious as to what was going on. His dad wasn't by the guitars anymore, and seemed to have vanished. Brady met his sister by the bottom of the staircase where the two shared a confused look before they clambered up the stairs, taking two at a time.
As the brother and sister entered the room, they were greeted by Mrs. Raven. "Now, since you two have been so well behaved recently and have helped out at the store so much, your father and I have decided to give you your Christmas presents early." Brady and Cheyenne shared a look of excitement. Christmas was next week and here they were getting a present!
Mr. Raven walked into the room carrying to items wrapped in wrapping paper. He set the two presents in front of Brady and Cheyenne before motioning for them to open them. The two ten year olds quickly ripped the wrapping paper, and neither could believe their eyes when they saw what was inside. "Cheyenne, we know how much you've been wanting a keyboard and you're always playing on the one I'm the store, so we decided to give you your own! And Brady, we know you've been saving up your money for the guitar, and since you've been so responsible lately, we wanted to go ahead and give it to you."
Brady was smiling so wide his face was hurting. The black acoustic guitar was sitting in his hands, and his parents were telling him that it was his. He knew Cheyenne was excited as well because of the loud squeal that escaped her lips seconds later. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She smiled as she jumped up and attacked her parents in a hug, Brady joining them milliseconds later. "You guys are the best!" The two kids exclaimed together as their parents hugged them.
"Just know, now that you have your own instruments, you're responsible for them. We aren't going to take care of your instruments for you. Brady, if a string breaks, then you'll have to pay for a new one. There's already a guitar pick that comes with the guitar, so you don't need to buy one. Cheyenne, if something happens to your keyboard, you're in charge of fixing it. Do you two understand?" Mr. Raven questioned the two who nodded eagerly in return.
"Alright, you guys can have the rest of the day off to play." Mr. Raven left the room, Mrs. Raven stopping to kiss the tops of her children's heads before following him. The siblings had spent the rest of the day practicing on their new instruments, and teaching each other how to play them as well.
Brady couldn't help but smile as he remembered that day. He still had the guitar, except that it was in Miami. Even though he now had an electric and another, newer, acoustic, the black acoustic was still his favorite. He wished he could hold it again and strum it, listening to the beautiful music it created. It had been his first guitar, and he had learned how to play on it.
The door to the classroom opened, and Brady looked up. Mikayla was standing in the doorway. "It's time for dinner my prince." Brady nodded before he stood up and followed the guard girl out of the room. The two began to make their way to the dining room together, a comfortable silence falling over them, both lost in their own thoughts. They entered the dining room a few minutes later, where they found the King and Queen. Boomer and Boz hadn't arrived yet.
"Thank you Mikayla. You're dismissed." King Kunu smiled at the young guard girl who returned the smile before she left the room, leaving three of the five members of the Parker family in the dining room. "Come sit down. There's no need to stand there all day." Kunu motioned to the seat in front of him, signaling Brady to come sit down. Said boy nodded before he took his seat across from his parents. A plate had already been prepared for him.
"We have good news for you! All of the details for your party have been finalized! We can have it tomorrow and announce your return to the rest of the island. We're going to have it in Maverick's club so we can host more of the islanders. It will start tomorrow at 9:00 and go on all day long!" The Queen's tone of voice was excited. She couldn't wait for the gathering that would officially announce her son's arrival on Kinkow.
Brady smiled. He knew his parents were happy to finally introduce him to the islanders. He was excited too, but at the same time, he was scared. Brady hadn't left the castle since he had arrived, but he knew that there had been some rumors spreading around the island that he had returned. The only thing that troubled him was whether or not the islanders would be happy about his return. He had been gone for eleven years, and from what he could tell from inside the castle walls, a lot had changed.
"Sorry we're late! We lost track of time at Boomerama." Boomer announced as he and Boz strolled casually into the dining room before taking their seats on either side of Brady, Boomer on his left, and Boz on his right. The two began practically inhaling their food, and within a minute most of the food was gone.
Brady ate his dinner as his brothers scarfed down theirs. While he enjoyed eating the different fruits as well as different meats on Kinkow, he missed some of the food he could get in Miami. He loved going out and getting a pizza with his sisters, or sitting down to a nice Italian dinner with his family, or even going to a football game and chowing down on the greasy foods there.
As Brady's thoughts continued to fill with things from Miami, he began to feel homesick. He missed his other family, and he wished to see them again, and feel the Miami breeze blowing around him, or see familiar faces like his best friend Tate. He wanted to feel the comfort of being surrounded by instruments and music-related items. Most of all though, he wanted to reunite with the Ravens. Blood related or not, he still loved them like a boy would love his family.
Brady felt a strong sense of homesickness; he pushed his plate away from him and excused himself, leaving the rest of his family to watch him leave, his food for the most part untouched. Boomer and Boz shrugged off Brady's behavior, having not spent a lot of time with him recently, this leading them to think this was normal.
The King and Queen shared a worried glance as Brady left the room. They had both noticed how withdrawn he had become since he had come back to Kinkow. When he had been little, he was excited to meet everyone, but now, he seemed to keep to himself. This worried the royals, and it was something they had feared would happen when they brought him home. They wanted him to be happy, but they didn't know what he liked now. Living with Ravens had changed him, and he wasn't the naive little boy anymore. Now he was used to life in Miami, this life being a lot different than the Kinkowian lifestyle.
King Kunu and Queen Annabelle didn't know what to do with Brady, other than to force his brothers to show him Kinkow, but it would have to be after his party. Both of the royals hoped that Brady would feel better after the party since he would be able to come and go as he pleased, other than when he needed to be in the castle for his lessons.
Brady sighed as he walked into his room and flopped down on his bed. He was feeling extremely homesick, and at the moment he wanted nothing more than to return to Miami. However, he knew that a visit to Miami wouldn't occur, at least not soon. Brady figured he would just have to live through his memories. He couldn't help but smile as he remembered the day he had first seen Jamie.
"Brady, Cheyenne, meet Jamie, your new little sister." A tired but happy Mrs. Raven smiled at her children. She had a small figure wrapped up in a pink blanket. Inside the blanket was a little girl who had been born minutes before. Her cheeks were rosy and her skin a fair white. Brady and Cheyenne made their way to the side of their mother's bed where they were able to see Jamie better. A little hand reached towards them. Brady shared a confused glance with Cheyenne.
"Reach your hand out to her and she'll grab your finger." Mrs. Raven coaxed the two. Brady slowly reached towards the little hand, which as soon as it was in reach, wrapped around one of Brady's fingers. He gave a small noise of surprise. He hadn't been expecting the little girl to do that, even though his mom had said she would.
Brady pulled his hand away as Jamie let go, allowing Cheyenne to try as well. She gave the same reaction as Brady had, except she squealed in delight. When she pulled her hand away she and Brady shared a look of excitement. They knew having a baby sister was going to be so much fun.
The two were right. They had loved helping take care of Jamie. They shared the responsibilities with their parents. The two Raven children didn't mind the work. In the end all that mattered to them was that Jamie was happy and healthy. Every night the two would sing her to sleep, and every morning they would be up bright and early to help take care of her. Once Jamie reached the point where they didn't need to look after her 24/7, the other two Raven children still felt the need to protect her, so they did.
Brady sighed in happiness. He remembered always taking care of Jamie, and his reward had been an amazing little sister. He would always sing songs with her and they would help stock the store together, although Brady did all of the heavy lifting of course. He loved his sisters, and he missed them like crazy.
As Brady felt himself nodding off and sleep overcoming him, he couldn't help but smile as he felt himself drift into his memories of Miami, a place he called home.
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