So this was the famous second grandson of the Kings family, the richest one of the bunch, Leonardo Kings. We were sitting in a small, quiet cafe just a short walk from the Kings' private cemetery. The air inside smelled like roasted beans and expensive pastry, a sharp contrast to the cold, somber feeling of the graveyard we just left.
All I could do was stare at him. I couldn't help it. Even when Princess and Dina stood up to walk over to the counter to get our coffee and snacks, I was still staring. He looked young, much younger than I expected, probably around the same age as my brother or Eriko. But what really caught my eye, what really had me hooked, was his hair. It was a deep, striking blue. Why was it blue and not black like Princess and Adam? Even his daughter Dina had that signature black hair. It didn't make any sense.
"I know I am the talk of the town, but one would think you are hitting on me with those eyes..."
