"I don't want to be coped up here for the rest of my life!"
Royal AU Starters Not Accepting.
Never in all Takato’s years of protecting the royal family had he ever heard the youngest Prince raise his voice like this. It surely had startled the knight who had finally turned his full attention to the despairing child his own age. Takeru seemed like he was hurting, really hurting from something that Takato couldn’t protect him from, no matter how closely he guarded him. It was painful to see someone who seemed to be a strong base for so many people just crumble right before his eyes. Patamon looked no better, the mischievous little thing sat himself close to Takeru instead of flapping alongside him as he usually saw them when he walked the grounds.
It was hard to watch because Takato couldn’t say anything to him, he did’t know how it felt to be cooped up like a bird never allowed to go places by yourself, to not have freedom people of the kingdom took for granted. He’d grown up in a small village in the kingdom with his parents who baked bread for a living. They had lead a pretty normal life until Guilmon had found him and it was like he had become somebody just because of him. Even know as apart of the Royal Guard he had his freedom when he had completed his duties for the day, Takeru didn’t.
“My Liege” even as he spoke his voice was soft almost a whisper afraid that if he were any louder he’d just shatter their Prince even further, “I’m sorry, I know that’s probably not something you wanted to hear right now. It just sounds like I’m pitying you but... I’ve been here for so long and even then there’s nothing I can...”
Nothing, nothing at all, he was next to useless to the Prince.
His confidence wilted and his voice shrunk further, “I-I should get Prince Yamato, I’m sure he can offer you some kind of solace that I can’t give you...”
“Please just rest easy Prince Takeru” He bowed his head and started ushering Guilmon towards the door.








