"a
raging
soul
with
no
calm
in
sight..."

"Prince Adrian Tyrannus
Frederick Velasquez
of Spain, and it's a pleasure
to make your acquaintance,
darling...."

"I am so much more than royal."

"Where are you going?" the voice of a young beauty was clearly heard, as the boy had only gotten a few steps out of bed before she woke. "I'm sorry dear, but I have business to attend to," it was Prince Adrian of Spain who spoke. He turned around to look at the girl lying in bed with the sheets pulled up almost to her neck to protect her modesty. As if that had any point after what they had done the previous night. "Will you be back?" the blonde-haired girl asked as she started to grasp the reality of the situation. Adrian at that point had on his pants from the prior night and was buckling his belt. He looked over at her with a soft expression. It might not have been the most genuine expression in the world, but it seemed to calm the girl. That was all Adrian was trying to do. He could not handle another girl brought to hysterics in the morning when he left. "My summer galavanting in Spain and getting to meet you has truly been wonderful, but I have to get back home and prepare to go back to school." Adrian explained to her in a quiet voice as he found his shirt and slipped it o, starting to button it up (much to the girl's disappointment). The girl looked in thought and slightly out of sorts. Adrian couldn't find it in himself to care enough to ask about her feelings. Weren't his reputation and the fact that they slept together on the first night they met both obvious indicators of the fact that it ended in the morning? A one-night stand was exactly that: a one-night stand, not a night and a long morning of talking about feelings. "Don't worry. There's always next summer," Adrian said with a sly grin and a rather charming wink thrown at her. The very wink that had hooked her the previous night. It was a wonder what a simple wink from an attractive man could do to ladies. Adrian had learned all about that through his experience. Before she could say a word, Adrian had finished dressing and turned on his hell. He vanished out the door and out of the young girl's life forever, just like that. He walked out of the wealthy girl's town house with a smirk with mischievous intentions written all over it on his face. Summer had been an adventure, but once again it was time for the real fun to begin. School was where he felt most at home, not at some silly castle where he's constantly berated for being too uncontrollable. Now he'd be sent off to school so his family wouldn't have to deal with the trouble and attention that seemed to constantly surround Adrian. He obviously had no problem for that. Darthrone held endless intriguing possibilities. His two closest friends in the world went to school with him. What else could he need? Their lives always went separate ways during the summer due to their never ending responsibilities, so the beginning of the school year was always a new start. New hell to raise. Adrian could hardly wait. The young prince probably creeped his uber driver out by the wild smirk and the hazardous look in his eye. Could anyone possibly be more excited for trouble and scandal? Possibly not.