"Mistakes happen," Aspen sympathized, glancing down at the pieces of the violin. It definitely wasn't fixible and he felt saddened that Prince Avery lost a piece of his childhood. He wasn't sure why it mattered to him but it did. Perhaps, he understood what that felt like.

He leaned against the wall that the prince had been seconds before. He was surprised when the other man grabbed another violin and began playing. He never knew what type of mood that the prince was in. Apparently, right now he was open to sharing a little more about himself. He watched as the prince's composure changed once he began playing. He somehow relaxed and somehow got more attractive to look at. He had never seen him look so...perfect. And when he smiled? A pain rippled inside of his heart, a familiar pain as he realized what emotion he was feeling right now. It was one that definitely wasn't appropriate to feel toward the prince.

"Well done!" He praised the prince, clapping once he was finished. It was beautiful hearing him play. He added teasingly,"You truly are one of the best performers in the world."

Of course the moment was short lived when he mentioned such a nasty comment about himself.

"Avery Arlington, you are not the worst person on the planet," Aspen stated with a stern voice. Somehow, he wished he could remind the prince of the worth he had. And that worth wasnt because he was royalty. He realized he had felt so passionately about that he forgot to mention prince before hand. He cleared his throat, correcting himself quickly,"Your Highness."

But the prince was already on a different mood than before. He had so many mood swings it was hard to keep up.

"I'll find you later? If that's alright?"

Aspen was a bit confused until the prince added to inform him of what his father says. He really didn't want him getting in trouble for trying to convince his father to change his mind about the opportunity and the locations that he will look for him for.

"Why yes, of course," He responded, moving to leave the room. He ended up brushing against the prince who was taking what appeared to be Tylenol. He almost knocked the bottle out of his heads. He glanced down at it, frowning and wondering how much stresss exactly he was under.

"If you ever need a friend, I'm just a text message away," He whispered before walking back toward the South Wing.

Aspen did another check over the south wing just to double check to make sure the floor was completely clean of potential hazards. The castle had a cat in it and god forbid, something happen to Prince Robbie's cat. Plus the natural uncomfortableness of getting a staple in one's shoe.

While he was in the south wing, he took all the previous decorations and pictures down. His next step was to paint the walls and he wanted to get that down very soon. Especially since he promised Prince Robert he could help with painting. He had to get the walls painted to keep up with his current fast paced work. He sure wouldn't want the king to become impatient and fire him from the work here too.

Although, he didn't want the prince to argue with his father, he truly didn't want to lose a job opportunity. He just wanted to assess all possibilities and since the king didn't respect that, he wondered just how difficult the king could be to work with. He sure didn't want a job if it meant his boss was difficult. The best of jobs were always done with mutual communication on both ends.

He did end up finishing taking the decor down before Prince Avery had returned so he went back to the art room. He wished there was more work he could do in the south wing but he didn't have his supplies or paint. At this point, sitting around and waiting for the prince was becoming awfully boring.

Aspen was sitting on the piano bench with one knee bent and against his chest and one foot underneath of him. He was questioning rather or not he could play the piano. He had been taught to play back in his hometown. It was something to keep him out of trouble and to give his mother one less kid to worry about.

"Hey. Guess what? Dad says you can at least come to the Island for a while, at least. Maybe if you're there, if you end up wanting the job, we can get him to change his mind."

He jumped ever so slightly at the sound of Prince Avery's voice. He had been so lost in his thoughts he didn't even hear the prince coming. His fingers accidentally brushed one of the keys and the piano gave a low out of tune note. He flinched away from it, standing up to greet both the princes.

Right when he did, Prince Robert said something about the chance the two of them could get closer. He froze in his tracks, blushing a little heavy at the hidden content hidden in the younger prince's statement. Is that why the prince argued for the king to let him come in the trip? So they could closer? As friends right? Right?

The kissy noises told a different story and worsened Aspen's blush.

Worst of all, even if he tried to look away, it was too late. The prince surely had seen his embarrassment. There was no place to hide.

He let the prince continue to ramble, trying to calm himself to the point where is face wasnt equal to a red balloon. He just listened, giving slight nods where he found fit.

Aspen had been frozen in his tracks the whole entire time. He was embarrassed more than the life of him but more embarrassed that the younger prince suspected that he liked his brother and then publically announced it. He figured it was a gay joke, a teasing joke that he was accustomed to whenever he hung out with someone who was a guy. There was no way the prince would be into guys, especially guys of lower status.

Besides wasnt he destined to marry a princess? How was little old Aspen Rhodes supposed to compete with that?

He was finally found his feet to unfreeze once both princes were gone. He found the suit jacket and suit shirt, beginning to put it back on. He was going home before he embarrassed himself further.

He stood by one of the mirrors in the room as he buttoned the white dress shirt, cuffing the sleeves. He had time to mentally prepare himself, hearing two sets of footsteps heading down the hall toward him. He had no doubt it was the princes, they had a certain walk to them. Guards were more heavy stepped and the rest of the castle staff seemed to step lighter than the princes and never traveled in two.

By the time that they arrived, his face was back to normal and he was smoothing out his slightly frizzy hair and making sure everything was in check. Including himself.

"Don't worry about it. I'm heading home anyway," He didn't bother to turn around, however his gaze did find their reflection in the mirror.

He tried to shift his own reflection so Prince Avery couldn't see his own. Of course, he still ended up seeing himself. He had watched the prince wince and move. He felt bad that the older prince had to live life fearing his reflection. He wished there was someway somehow he could make to prince see himself like he did.

He raised an eyebrow at Orince Avery's tone toward insisting an apology. He really didn't feel comfortable being around the princes anymore. Especially since they had figured out so quickly that he was gay.

However, the apology Prince Robbie gave was a rather good one. He could tell that the young prince said it with meaning and wasn't just doing it because he had to.

"Very well, you're forgiven," He decided to forgive Prince Robbie. After all, he was just a kid. Kids do stupid things.

He heard the prince ask for any questions and as soon as he shook his head no, the prince basically ran away. He blinked with surprise but in a way, it was understandable. A straight guy was bound to feel upset for being the center of a gay joke.

He soon left after that, he had enough of castle life for one day.