A Defeated Child

Wed Feb 17, 2016 2:46 am

THE REALIS PHRASE

BELLEH LEONHARDT
レアルフレーズ

Day quickly passed in the Western Kingdom Castle Town when you were a young boy like Belleh. Adults usually look at someone of Belleh's age as useless, or, annoying. So of course, others like him dealt with the punishment of being pushed aside by those in the main square and shops of the Castle Town. Despite actually having money, being old enough to fend for himself and having his own weapons, he was still viewed as a... little kid. Annoying, any young boy would think that about those ignoring them. That wasn't really the issue for Belleh, really.. It was the Nobles.

The night had enveloped the entire castle town in its darkness, causing the tavern keeps and markets to light up with bright flames. It was almost like a dance, despite being such a late hour the citizens of the Western Kingdom continued to keep the Castle Town ablaze. Belleh, however, was located directly outside the front gate of the castle that hosted the nobility of the West. The most apparent of those were the family known as the Leonhardts, currently in control of the western kingdom's throne. Interestingly enough, this was the very reason Belleh was located outside their walls. Being a Leonhardt himself, and being without family, the first thing that came to mind was seek out his father's relatives. Belleh had every right to the name Leonhardt as they did. At least, he thought so. The nobles were a different issue entirely.

"You know, this isn't very funny! My dad was a noble, I know he was. If you idiots would just let me in and explain everything..."

A defeated sigh escaped Belleh's lips as he slumped against the brick of the Western Castle's grounds. Locked out of the very royal castle that his family hosted and treated like a child, it seemed that the Western Kingdom did have its faults. Compared to his childhood on a small farm, Belleh knew nothing of the dealings in the capitals. Shops filled with items he had never heard of, screens of light that pushed direct images from one place to wherever the screen was located and lights that fluttered through the night. It was a beautiful place, Belleh couldn't deny that. But... to come into contact with people that acted as if they didn't care... how was he supposed to feel? He was one of them, but instead of being seen as useful he simply became a tiresome joke. It was... depressing.

Hitting his head against the wall, the boy winced and turned back to the dark night that laid behind him. Sliding against his back, Belleh plopped to the ground and huffed. The anger wasn't very warranted, an annoyance? Maybe, but being so angry over something that would eventually work itself out was so unlike Belleh. Honestly though, Belleh wasn't truly himself recently. He consisted of a weird mixture of conflicted ways and a need to find another to help. The boy didn't do too well alone, he knew that all too well.

Taking a last look at the night sky, the stars burned their images into his mind as he closed his eyes. The least he could do is sleep outside, maybe someone would take notice of him. Finally.

"Just you wait... I'm not going to be out here forever..."

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