Harry sighed as he looked out the window that viewed the Kingdom's gardens. He wonder if the flowers were magical because normal flowers, such as roses and orchids, don't bloom in the thought the view was beautiful anyways. It passed a week since he was kidnapped and taken to the kingdom. He doesn't even know where the kingdom was located at, but he did know that he wasn't still in England. He just hoped a little that the Order was looking for him.

Harry sighed again and moved away from the window toward the bed in the middle of the room. He was still in the same room that he woke up in when he first arrive here. The day after he fainted, he locked himself in his room - which he found out that it was his nursery when he was baby by one of the servants here- to think about what happened.

He couldn't believe that his parents, which everybody that knew them told him how he look like them, wasn't really his parents. In the beginning, he thought that the king and queen have the wrong boy and he just looked like their son at the age he would he then thought about it again. In the pictures that Hagrid gives him at the end of his first year, James had messy dark brown hair when Harry's hair was messy wavy black hair. The same goes with his mother, she had green eyes, yet, he had emerald AK eyes.

His features didn't match his so called parents but the King and Queen's. He had the same eyes just like the King's own and the same hair color and style like the Queen's but he knew that he needs more evidence so he will be asking the King for a DNA test. Harry got up from the bed to get ready to meet the king. He did had to look his best.

As he got out the bathroom, still drying his hair with a green towel, he was wearing a dark blue button up shirt that was tuck in black pants which had a brown belt on and black formal shoes, two pair of knocks hit his door. Harry stopped drying his hair and looked at the door, saying for whoever it was at the door to come in.

The people that came in his room was the twins, that he found out was named Ryder and Caleb. Since his stayed here, the twins and himself got to know each other since the twins were ordered to stay by his side. Harry found out that they were just as mischievous like his own twins back in England. The twins loved to prank the other knights in the circle but mostly loved to prank the newbie knights in the castle. He also found out that they are pure blooded twins wasn't bitten but born as werewolves. They even told him about their number system they have on their shirt so he won't be calling them the wrong names and confusing them with each other.

Ryder was wearing a plain green shirt, that had his number on the back of it, with white shorts and black shoes. His twin, Caleb, was wearing the same clothes but the colors were switch. He was wearing a plain white shirt with his number on the back of the shirt, with green shorts and black shoes.

The twins smiled and bowed at him before speaking.

"Hello, young prince. How are you this evening?" They both asked Harry.

Harry smiled at the twins. Every time they speaked like that , he would always think about his brothers. He might asked the king after asking about getting the DNA test, if he could send a letter to them later. He replied after walking back to the bathroom and putting the towel in the basket, for dirty clothes, under the sink.

"How many times have I asked you to stop calling me that." Harry said. The twins only give him a closed eyes smiles. Harry shakes his head. He will have to get used to being called young prince and other names, only if he really was the son of the king and queen that is. " I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking. What about you, guys?"

"We are doing just fine, young prince." The twin said before walking toward the black marble table near one of the windows. Harry nodded his head as he looked at the floor.

"Hey guys, can I ask you a flavor? I know that I'm taking up your free time while you have more important things to do then just watching me." Harry asked without looking up. He hated how he was taking their time up just because the king and queen thought he was their son. The twins frown and looked at each other before replying to the prince.

"You can ask us anything, young prince. We are your father's knights and he did give us orders to watch you." said the oldest twin, Ryder.

"Yea, young prince." followed Caleb after his brother. " Anyways, if the king didn't give us the order, we would be training the newbies with Xavier. And can I just say that this year's newbies are very much a hand full. So you kinda saving us from them" Caleb continue with Ryder nodding his head, agreeing with his twin.

Harry looked up and smiled at them, which the twins return. "Can you take me to the king?"

The twins looked at each other again. The twins knew that the King was in a meeting with the parents of Prince Marrow and won't want to be interrupted, but they also knew that the king won't be mad if it was his first born that interrupted him. The twins looked at Harry and nodded. Harry smiled widely and followed the twins, as they were walking out the door already.

As they were walking toward the meeting room. Harry was looking around. The castle was in a dark victorian kind of style. The walls were made out of greystone. It looked like the castle would be frozen cold but it was actually warm inside. 'It might be the charms and wards that is making the castle warm.' Harry thought.

Every hallway had up to six tall windows. And near those windows were white vases with blue roses. Harry also saw maids in dark blue maid outfits and the butlers in black butler outfits but their shirts were icy blue. 'This must be how Malfoy lives like but with house elves and not with maids and butlers.' Harry thought.

Soon enough, they were in front of familiar hazelnut color doors. The twins turned toward him.

"Young prince, you will have to stay here just for a short amount time until we tell your father that you are here to see him." said the twins. Harry smile at them and told them it was okay. The twins bowed at Harry before knocking at the door and going inside.

Harry sighed and started to fidget with his hands. He started to get nervous. The last time he saw the King and Queen was when they told him they were his parents. Before Harry started to think about turning around and running for it, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hello, Harry" said the familiar voice

Harry turned around to see the man that he thought he won't ever see again.

"Mateo!" said Harry.

Mateo was walking toward the meeting room to see the king for he had the important file that had the detail about where their prince was living before he was brought to the kingdom. The Dursley are the horrible kind of people that Mateo ever knew of. The soldiers that were sent to the Dursley's household came back saying how slam the door in their faces when they asked about their prince. Mateo knew something was horribly wrong, and he didn't need his wolf to tell him about the feeling. He knew when he saw the files.

Mateo stopped walking when he smelled cyclamen flowers. He looked up from the file and saw the young prince fidgeting in front of the meeting room. He smiled as he put the file away between his right arm and put his hands in his pants pockets. Today Mateo was wearing a collateral grey suit, with the jacket closed and a white button up shirt underneath.

Mateo started walking towards Harry thinking about the young prince's birthday, which is in two day. Mateo knew that when the young prince turns 14, he will go into his inheritance and become just like his parents, a winter elf. Soon enough, the young prince will need to get his own knights to protect him after his birthday. And Mateo can't wait for it to happen. Nobody wants the young prince to be taken again.

But then again, the person that has taken the young prince in the beginning won't live for long anyways.

"Hello, Harry" said Mateo when he was behind Harry

"Mateo!" said Harry. "What are you doing here?"

Mateo blushed and rub the back of his neck with his left hand. "Well, you see, I'm one of your father's knights in his inner circle."

"Wow. Um, how many knights does the King even have?" asked Harry. Mateo is the fifth knight he talked to or even saw that was in the King's inner circle.

Mateo shrugged his shoulders. "There are ten knights in total in the inner circle, but there is maybe over 400 knights in the main circles." He always forget how many knights were in the main circles because there was always new knights coming in and joining their forces. He would need to ask Gavin for the exact number. "So why are you here standing outside the throne room and not inside?" Mateo asked.

Harry looked back towards the doors. "I didn't want to be rude and just go right in. The twins are in there as we speak, telling the King that I would like to talk to him. If he has time, that is." Harry said. He turned to looked at Mateo once again when he heard laughing. Mateo smiled and looked at Harry with a fond smile.

"The King won't mind that you would go right in. You are his oldest son."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and look down toward the floor. "That's the problem. I don't think I'm their son at all. I might look like him but I couldn't be him." Mateo walked closer to Harry and knelt down. He placed the folder down on the floor and lifted his hand to raised Harry's head. He now knew why Harry wanted to talk with the King.

"Harry, you are the young prince. And I know why you are out here. I promise on my loyalty to this kingdom and my super expensive suits that Elijah will like to throw out the windows in this castle, -" Mateo smiled as Harry snorted and smiled a small smile. " - that test will say you are the long lost Prince and Heir of Onbekende Winter. Even my wolf agrees that you are, Harry."

Harry looked at Mateo, confused. "Your wolf? Are you a werewolf like the twins?" Mateo smirked at Harry as he stood up. His electric blue eyes started to glow, making them even more vibrant. Harry gasp. 'His eyes are so beautiful.' He thought. Then Mateo's eyes stopped glowing.

"No. I'm much different then the demon trio. I'm tell you the next time we meet, Harry. The twins are coming back." Mateo said as he picked up the folder and rough up Harry's hair as he walked passed Harry. He was already halfway down the hallway, his hands in his pant's pockets and folder between his right arm, when the throne's doors opened and the twins came out.

"You can in now, young prince." They both said to Harry, holding the doors open for him.

Harry took a deep breath and sighed before standing up straight. 'Here we go.' He thought as he walked between the twins and into the throne room.