In the time En had traveled outside of his kingdom he learned many things, such as just how vast the world was. He'd grown up around his castle for so long that he forgot the world was far more modern than his surroundings! Cars, trains, airplanes, the city was incredible! It was a vast, concrete jungle with all sorts of characters hiding in every crevice!
And ever since people learned about beings outside of humans, all sorts of events started! Like heroes! En had been mesmerized by them the minute he heard about them. People that used their powers to save others, and were admired for it! They braved terrible dangers in order to protect the city! He wished he could be like them, but he knew full well he'd only make things worse. A sigh escaped his lips. Well, at least he could watch them, right?
He wandered the lone street, hearing the distant smacks between villain and hero in the distance. He was almost there, just a little lon-
Like a meteor shooting straight into the Earth, something slams right into En and buries them both into the street. He coughed. Or at least he tried to, but found his mouth covered. Opening his eyes, he took a second to reorient himself before noticing the man above him. He gently pushed him off him, wiping his lips with his free arm. Then his eyes bulged out of his head.
"Y-You're that guy," En stammered. He remembered talking to this guy before! It was about... about... The prince turned bright red. God, this was the worst. The guy he talked about kissing slams right into him for an indirect kiss! This was so embarrassing!!
"I-I, u-uh," He was struggling to find the right words. "S-Sorry for getting in your way! I-I think you're doing a great job! P-Please try to take better care of yourself! And I-I won't tell anyone about the kiss, don't worry!"
Gwen was long gone by the time En had even finished his first line, but the poor prince was too flustered to notice.
Man, it had been ages since En had been in this castle. It felt so alien to him now; he became so accustomed to inns and small homes that a place this massive just for him felt almost scary.
Everywhere he looked too there were memories of his brother. How he'd run into him in the hallway, hear him playing music in the room one door over, see him in the courtyard having tea. En sighed, feeling his eyes blur. He missed him so much. For a chance to run over to him and tell him, "I did it! I finally did it! I can play music now!" He'd trade anything for it.
The young prince rounded a corner and instantly slammed into a young lady. He barely felt any pain, in complete shock at the feeling of their lips together. "I-I'm so sorry!" he stammered as soon as he broke free, one hand waving around frantically and the other rubbing his lips. "Are you okay?! You're not hurt, are you? This is all my fault, I'm so-!" His words were cut short when Cordelia grabbed a fistful of his shirt and yanked him. He gulped, vaguely remembering her as someone who hung around her brother. But never mind that, what was she saying?
"H-How do I give that back??" he squeaked.