Red sat silently inside of a small room with nothing but a glossy mahogany round table with matching chairs circling around. In the glossy finish, a chandelier glimmered and sparkled with its array of clear jewels and fancy bulbs. The floor was covered with a thick maroon colored rug that had just been cleaned an hour or two ago by the maids. At the window was roses that matched the reddish colored room, and from the outside world, the sun bloomed into the room. Outside one could see the vast garden with their hedge sculptures of rabbits, deer, and even a snake coiled.<br/><br/>The prince was restless in his seat, the one that faced directly at the towering door. His eyes never left the glittering golden knob, waiting for it to twist, and then for the light from the hallway to leak into the room. On his hand was a small pale colored<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimages-ext-1.discordapp.net%2Fexternal%2FINrsTBdXXu8jPjmi2-Kj4lLz9w9pdldzxqCOCRJvaGs%2Fhttps%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F564x%2F4d%2F68%2Fe9%2F4d68e9c0c90bffc33df8cf253cac6d52.jpg&amp;hash=b35776e2dfa41a37377a0f6edf885dc0" href="https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/INrsTBdXXu8jPjmi2-Kj4lLz9w9pdldzxqCOCRJvaGs/https/i.pinimg.com/564x/4d/68/e9/4d68e9c0c90bffc33df8cf253cac6d52.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">snake</a>with a beautiful soft oakwood hexagonal pattern on the top part of his body. The shapes vary in size and had a beautiful shine to them as he went between the boy's fingers and curled around his wrist. On top of the snakes head was two peculiar looking antenna, thin and long. They acted more like ears in the way they moved, perking when there were sounds or when he was happy, and lowered and trembled when in fear or saddened. They were iridescent with a mint color that shifted to a brilliant teal. The texture was like of a dragonfly wing or stained class.<br/><br/>The snake was a familiar to the prince, it often knew when he was anxious and tried to calm and distract with its soft body and fluid movements. This time, it didn't work. The prince was on edge waiting for a man to come and take him away from his home. On the far end of the table, where this man would be sitting, was paper and pen for him to sign. Next to the blank space was Red's name written in fluid cursive.<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Partner One, Signature.</span><br/>Red Argona<br/><br/>The door swung open, causing the boy to jump a bit back in his seat. He could feel a slight squeeze on his thumb, the snake, whose name was Argona, was trying to calm him. Quickly he stood up from his seat, looking up at the man who walked into the room. 'Huge' was the first thing that came to mind.<br/><br/>While this man looked to be a giant, Red was only 5'5, short for a male his age. He had a more leaner than muscular build as he had to train constantly with teachers, but he didn't push himself after those lessons. He had very dark blonde hair that was on the edge of being almost a light brown, it was a cute mess on the top of his head. His eyes were foggy blue, a boring color in his opinion. His features were soft, nothing too hard on his body.<br/><br/>On his right palm looked to be a tattoo, but unlike a palm tattoo that'll fade away over time, this one was forever. It wasn't a tattoo, an odd birthmark given to those who can summon a familiar. It was thick and thin black marks in an intricate pattern that seemed impossible to read. This is where Argona the snake came from. A bit below his collarbones was another pattern, this one was bigger than his palm one. It was a soft brown, and he had another familiar that came from there, one that was bigger than the snake.<br/><br/>"Don't be rude," His father said, breaking the silence, which made Red snap out of his little daze quickly. He gave a look into the mint colored eyes of the snake, one that said to calm down and stay still. The snake slithered obediently to his wrist, curling around like a fashionable bracelet. The slits of his eyes watched the stranger, the antenna's perked almost straight up.<br/><br/>"My name is Red Argona... Welcome. The paper is there for you to sign and then I shall go back to your kingdom." His words fumbled unprofessionally as it was clearly his first time speaking for himself and not his father. His father stood by the window with his arms crossed. Then, Red sat back in his chair, keeping the arm Argona was on under the table.