Shivering at the cold wind that blew, his eyes met the other's beautiful eyes and he instantly had to look away. He's never seen something so pure, so breathtaking. It made him feel like he didn't belong in the role he was born to play. The way he spoke, his voice had sass but melodic kind of way. The roles should have been reversed. Alec should have been born a beggar with his plain looks while the man in front of him should have been born to a family of power. He was certain that if the man in front of him was born son of King Robert, the king would have been proud of him. He knew that his father would have been proud of anyone else as his son, heir to the throne.
"Are you going to say anything or are you just going to sit there quietly?" the man asked tapping his foot, impatiently. When he got no reply, he got annoyed and his tone of voice showed it. "A thank you would have been preferred." He rolled his eyes and began to walk away when a soft voice stopped him.
"Thank you," Alec hissed as he felt a sharp pain in his sides. He quickly wrapped his arms around his sides as the man quickly kneeled down in front of him.
"Shit!" The man cursed as he tried to pull Alec's shirt up but the injured boy's arms stopped him. "Your Majesty..." He interrupted.
"Alec." He managed to reply through the pain.
The stranger smiled softly and Alec felt his heart skip a beat. He cursed at himself how even through the horrid pain he was feeling, this stranger had this effect on him. Especially a male stranger, the reason why he was kicked out of his home. Alec looked back up at him and saw his lips move but missed what he said due to his inner monologue.
Alec tilted his head in confusion and the stranger chuckled, "My name is Magnus. Now that the formalities are over, move your arms so I can see the damage."
Alec hesitated before he let go of his sides and Magnus gently removed the prince's shirt, "Not doing so great for your first day, huh?"
"Why are you helping me?" Alec managed to say through the pain. "I thought nobody liked my family."
Magnus stopped what he was doing and looked at Alec's face, he chuckled before wrapping the prince's waist with the only thing he had, old, dirty bandages trying to not ogle at his chest. "Trust me, your family, I don't like but you... you're different. I've seen you while you pass through the town. You give food to the poor children when your parents aren't watching. Us commoners are anxiously waiting for the day you become king. Well, us commoners with a brain anyways."
Alec gave a sad smile, "I'm not going to be king."
Magnus looked at him with fuming eyes and stood up abruptly. He opened his mouth to say something but he closed it again, too angry to say anything. He began to walk away but stopped to turn towards him.
"Should have known... You are a Lightwood and Lightwoods are selfish." He left leaving a stammering Alec on the floor.