The sun was shining bringing light to the room in the far end of the palace. The east wing of the palace was quiet except for the footsteps going up the stairs. The footsteps were hurrying up as though they were being chased by something.

The end of the stairs led down the corridor that had two doors. One to the left and the other to the right. The man walking through the corridor stopped on the door to the left, he knocked at the door for it to be opened. He knocked repeatedly but there was no reply.

"The second prince it is time to wake up, the king and the others are waiting for you to have breakfast," he reported from the door but there was still no reply. He got the spare keys from his pocket, he placed the key in the keyhole. Before he could turn the key, the door was opened and the prince came out. He was already dressed and ready for the day.

"You are late," he said to his butler and walked past him.

"That is my mistake and I apologize for it," the butler said following behind him. He walked to the dinner table in the dining hall, his butler drew his chair for him and he took a seat. He didn't bother to greet the king and queen and dug into his food.

"Don't you have any manners? One would expect that you would learn something from all the tutors that I have hired for you since your childhood," the king said to him. He ignored the king and continued to eat his food without a care in the world.

"Leave him, father, brother doesn't care about anything at all. He is only concerned about being lazy or having fun," the crown prince said.

"The king from the neighboring kingdom is coming to see us. He has sent up two riddles that he wishes for us to solve for him. The riddle is a bit tricky so it might take a lot of thinking to figure it out," he said.

Everyone at the table became attentive to the king and listened to him. They wanted to hear the riddle. "It is above God, the poor have it. The rich don't need it and if we eat then it is poisonous," he said while eating his food.

Everyone thought about the riddle for a while. They paused on their food to figure out what the riddle meant. The second prince enjoyed his breakfast ignoring the people troubling their minds with baseless things.

He finished his food and got up to leave. "Nothing is above God, the poor have nothing. The rich need nothing and if we eat nothing then we will die," he said to them and yawned lazily. "The answer is nothing. Such an easy question and the crown prince couldn't get it," he said walking out of the room.

"That was rude of you," the butler said walking behind him.

"Not as rude as having an idiotic crown prince who will soon take over the throne and rule as King," he said.

"True but he is still the crown prince so show him some respect," he said and they walked out.

"Respect is earned, I can't just magically hand it over."

"Yes, but with that attitude, you are losing more and more respect every day."

"I stopped caring about respect a very long time ago. Now stop speaking about such useless things as respect. Tell me ideas of what I can do today," he told.

"Horse riding on the beach."

"Too boring and I tried it the other day," he said displeased.

"Archery?"

"Too tiring," he replied.

"Practising with your sword?"

"Can you suggest something that doesn't involve work?"

"Taking a nap?"

"Sounds like fun," he said and rushed to the garden. He laid on the swing in the garden and closed his eyes to take a nap. He enjoyed the way the sun was beating down on his skin and smiled pleased.

The butler got the servants to bring him food and drinks in the garden. Everything that he would need for the rest of the door was brought to him, the butler had grown accustomed to the new prince. Once he chose a spot to relax he wouldn't move until evening.

He at times missed his old master. The one who was quick on his feet was the best fighter in the kingdom. No one could beat him in a game of chess and mostly he was the most outstanding warrior the kingdom had ever seen after his father. The only problem was that he was born the second son of the king and hence is not entitled to the throne no matter how hard he worked and deserved it.

Over time he got tired of trying to be perfect and just gave himself up to a life of laziness. He was reduced to such a state that he found walking to be a lot of work when he would run up and down the tallest mountain in the shortest time.

"How long do you plan to stay here. There is a guest in the kingdom and the king would wish for you to keep him company," the butler informed him.

"That sounds like a lot of work and I hate work," he said and went back to sleep. He slept for hours under the tree, he had his eyes closed at all times.

A shadow of a person stood in front of him. He kept the sun from reaching the second prince. She reached out her hand to touch him and within a blink of an eye, the prince was standing behind her with a knife to her neck.

"Nevin, it's me, Cassin," she said quickly.

"How many times must I tell you not to do that. You are lucky that I have self-control or this would be the hundredth time that you have died," he said and threw her aside. He says back down in the swing and glared at her.

"Why are you so angry at me. I just came to play with you," she said in a cute voice.

"You annoy me so leave," he said annoyed.

"But I am only trying to be good to you. Don't chase me away," she said pouting.

"You made me move today and that in itself is a reason for me to hate you. Now leave before I decide that it is a good enough reason to kill you," he warned and used his fire ability to warm the food. He ate his food with the girl still staring at him and watching his every move.

"You can't kill me. I have the king's protection," she said taking a seat next to him. She held his hand in hers and gently brushed on his hair.

"Get your hands off me if you don't want me to cut them," he threatened and she let him go.

"Why are always so mean can't you ever be nice to me. For all you know we might get married in the future," she said, and Nevine choked on his drink. He took deep breaths to calm down before he turned to her. He placed his hand at the back of his head and leaned in. She thought that he was going to kiss her and closed her eyes. He brushed past her lips to her ears. He whispered into her ears, she had her eyes wide open from shock.

He finished with what he was saying to her and let her go. Cassin got up from the swing, she tried to walk away but tripped and fell. Her whole body was shaking from head to toe. She got up and tried again but fell and the process continued until the butler watching from the distance called for the servants to help her to the royal physician.

He was accustomed to this and knew that the girls normally need to be treated or they can go mad. He was not aware of what the prince whispered to them but they were never the same when he was done. He shook his head and went back to sipping his tea as he watched over the prince.

"How troubling," the prince complained and returned to his sleeping state and closed his eyes.

While he slept the earth began to move around him, the butler saw this and ran to him. He tried to call to the prince to move but in vain. He got to the swing to move the prince from danger. He took the prince in his hands and turned around and jumped.

"Owch," the prince screamed in pain on hitting the hard flow. The butler looked around him confused, they were no more in the garden but in an odd-looking room. "Have you lost your mind?" the prince asked getting up from the ground. He took a look at the white ground he was standing on. He noticed the change in environment and looked around.

The room was strange with a large black mirror and more wide things they had never seen before.

"Where are we?" they both asked in unison.

Nevin and his butler moved around the room trying to make out where they were. The place was strange, they stood at the window and watched the strange moving things down below at the road.

"Have you any idea what you have?" he asked his butler.

"This is not my doing young prince. I was simply trying to save and we ended up here," the butler said in his defense.

"Where exactly is here," the prince asked in worry. The Butler was speechless. He too was unaware of where they were.

"We should scout the area," the prince suggested and together they left the room and went out of the room. They walked past the corridors and down the stairs, the living that they walked into looked magnificent. With blue sofa set chairs and a 95 inches television on the wall. There were flowers on each side of the television.

"What is it with this place and black mirrors?" the prince asked pointing at the television. He went to sit down on the chair and accidentally pressed the remote. The television turned on showing a historical drama series, the prince and the butler stood up frightened by the television.

"Look my prince, the person who lives here has imprisoned the people in that black mirror," the butler informed. The prince too saw this, " Don't worry sir Lucius, I will save them," he said and summoned fire in his hand and directed it over to the television. The television caught fire and exploded making them hide behind the couch.

"The enemy is firing back your highness. What do we do?" the butler asked. The sprinklers in the room detected the fire and poured water down in the room.

"And they are using water as their defense, smart," the prince commented.

He raised his head a bit to see the situation. He didn't see anyone around but he was no fool to assume the danger was gone. The alarm in the house went off alerting the owner of the fire in the house.

"We should to a more protected spot," the prince said and they rolled away from the living room. They sneaked back upstairs into the room they were previously in. They released their breaths when they were safely back in the room.

They stayed in the room for the rest of the night trying very hard not to touch anything in case the enemy uses it to attack them. There was a saying they used in war and it was that it is the first that you don't see coming that knocks you out. They dared not close their eyes even for a second to keep a lookout for the enemy.

"Sir Lucius, when we return to the fire nation I will roast you like a chicken," the second prince threatened him. The butler brushed off the threat, he knew that the prince wouldn't harm him. He was the only one in the world who understood him and training a new butler would be too much work for him.

"Sure your highness," he said in a whisper not to alert the enemy.

Davorin opened the door to his study when he was done with his video meeting with the board of directors. He noticed the alarm in his house was off, he got his phone out and check the security footage of the house, he saw that his television was burned and his living room was soaking wet.

He gritted his teeth in disapproval, he hated messes and that is exactly what his house was like. He hit the rewind button and watched the footage from a few moments before his television caught on fire.

"How dare you break into my house and wreck it?" he asked out loud. He checked the rest of the footage to see where the intruders had disappeared to. When he saw them go into his bedroom his anger increased. He hit his photo on the wall and it opened revealing his guns arranged in the order of sizes from small to big.

He took his G-3 rifle with five rounds of ammunition and headed to his room with the gun. He opened the door to his room and went inside. His heart almost stopped beating when he saw the strangers sitting on his bed.

"What are you.." he tried to ask but had a firebolt thrown at him. He flipped to the sky and fired his gun at the butler. Sir Lucius screamed in pain when the bullet hit his chest. The prince refrained from attacking Davorin and attended to the butler.

"Now, answer my question. What are you doing in my house? " he asked his voiced colder than ice.

"We were brought here somehow. What have you done to my butler?" he questioned Davorin. Davorin looked at him for a minute and replied. "Shot him," he said.

"With a gun.

The prince tried to stop the bleeding but unfortunately, he wasn't able to. "Help him now," he demanded.

"Was that an order?" Davorin asked getting angrier that an intruder dared to order him around in his house.

The prince looked at him, he then looked back at the butler. The butler needed help and they were in a strange place and until he understood the place and had a standing where he could stand on his own, he would have to bow his head.

"It's a request," he said in a pleading voice.

"Why should I? You have done nothing but destroy my house and ruin my bed which you are sitting on and your friend is a blessing on."

"For a price. I don't know what I can offer you right now but in time surely there will be something I can do in return for this favor," he said with honor.

Davorin thought about it for a minute and took his phone from his pocket and dialed the number of his doctor.

"Yes, tell me," the doctor said on the other end of the call.

"Come to my house right now," he ordered and walked to his closet and took his shirt out. He held the shirt over the bullet wound and put pressure on it to stop the bleeding. He held on to it until the doctor arrived. He helped to carry him to his hospital room and laid him down on the bed and left the room to give the doctor time to tend to his wounds.

"What is happening to Lucius?" Nevin asked curious about what they were doing in the room.

"He is treating him. He is a doctor," Davorin said.

"What is a doctor? Shouldn't you call a physician?" he questions him. Davorin stared at him as though he was mad and shook his head after seeing his clothes. There was no way he was talking to a sane man.

"A doctor is another term for a physician," he said to him.

"I see, then he is in safe hands but I should threaten him to make sure he does a good job," he said bend fire on his hand.

"That won't be needed, he will do the best job. I would hide that if I were you. Here things like that could get you killed," he said pointing to his hand. The prince stopped bending fire and took his word for it.