Damian- 29/ Dimitri- 23/
The sunset was beaming with a beautiful orange, bathing Westertyde's rocky cliffs, The two princes were sitting in silence, their minds were lost in far-off memories.
"What's…-" began Dimitri, hesitating for a moment to talk with his brother "-What's your happiest memory of this place?" he finally asked, Damian took his time to answer
"There weren't many happy memories on this castle, after all, while we were growing up we used to hate each other-" he answered truthfully "-However, there was this one time when I was little, before you were born. I- I had been studying all morning and I just couldn't keep doing it, but then Gustav knocked my door and told me that father needed me for something. I was excused by my teacher to leave the room, when I came out I saw Gustav holding William in his arms; he had this huge grin all over his face, he just stared at me and said: Hurry up Damian, come!. So I followed him and down the hall I met up with Alexei and Victor; turns out the golden trio had organised a huge getaway for us. That day we left the castle and… just played all day long… the twins and William were just babies but they were laughing like crazy…-" He paused for a moment, his gaze lost on the horizon "-Magnus got sick for eating too much pie…"
Dimitri chuckled "That sounds nice" he mumbled
"It was… now I wish I could've done something like that with you guys, but I was too stupid back then, and somewhere along those years I forgot about that memory…"
"But, you didn't…" said Dimitri out of nothing
"What?"
"I mean… There was this one day, back when I was 17. I was just starting to go out of the castle by myself, and since I thought I was tough, I chose to pick up a fight with the leader of a bandit gang… I got myself beaten up and my Westergaard medallion was stolen-" Damian had his full attention on his younger brother "-And it got dark, really dark. Since I still had not returned to the castle, you and Magnus were sent to look for me. I was sitting on the sidewalk, my whole face was beaten up… The two of you stood in front of me for a moment, I didn't want to look at you- I was too embarrassed for that, then you said: Hurry up Dimitri, Come. I told you that I wouldn't go back until I got the medallion back… Then the two of you left-" a smile crept to the young prince face "-You returned a couple of minutes later, your clothes were torn and you had bruises all over your face, I looked at you and you threw my medallion to me, then you looked at me and said: Hurry up Dimitri, Come. After that day I never dared to hit Hans again, I was really proud of being your brother and… I was proud of being a Westergaard"