❉Ace❉, #5899C9 Ace was on his way towards the throne room as he had been summoned, letting out a soft sight. Honestly, he did not understand why Prince Salomon kept summoning them, it was as if he was persistently trying to make them meet or something, which he wasn't too fond off. He was more of a fan of being alone, or training. The two swords on his hips were giving off a sweet sound by each step he took, as he looked around and took in the sights of the castle's walls and surrounding areas. He was there to spy, but then again no one knew that, as he had been the new recruit for a couple of days. He may be young, younger than the rest as he was at the age of nineteen, but he did not care. He was deadly, this was anywhere far from his first upcoming war. He was a spy, an informant from a different kingdom, and this was just a part of his job. He had been an assassin, and he had also done a lot of other things. Betrayal ran in his name, but he never needed allies. He just needed those he could trust and those he couldn't, those who needed to die for him to move on, and those who needed to survive. In the end he arrived at the throne room, as the guard opened the giant red doors decorated in gold for him. His crystal blue eyes scouted around the room to see rays of windows behind the single golden throne with a red cushion, and guards placed at each corner of the room. Red curtains hanging from the windows to frame them in, and the sunlight fighting their way in the room. He brushed some of his blue bangs back, as they were whiter near the tips of the hair, and saw the Prince. He did nothing, he mostly ignored him, as he kept scouting around. It was only the two of them. Had he been summoned so they could talk? What was this?