Matthias's pov

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It was hot, so I kicked my sheets off and tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. Moving to roll on the cool side of the bed, I sighed, satisfied that the cold sheets met my skin.

I rubbed my eyes a few times and opened them to see that the balcony door was open, but it was still hot. I guess it was already hot during June here. I wonder if we will go to the beach, I will probably have to use my best puppy eyes on papa.

I looked at the fancy clock on the wall, it was 6pm and I have slept for 2 hours. I giggled and got up , running towards the balcony. It was so beautiful. The sun had started to set and the clouds were all pink and orange. It was so dreamy, "Little prince?" I hear my uncle call from my room and I turned around to see him already walking towards me. He smiled as he stood next to me and gazed at the clouds. "Beautiful, right?" He whispered as if he was trying to enjoy the different kinds of sounds from nature. I love nature. Starting from now.

"Uncle Leo, do you live here?" I asked, not taking my eyes off the flying group of birds.

"No sweetness, It's our vacation home, I live in italy." I nodded. Understandable.

"Uncle Leo, do you know that papa put me in school?" I cheered. Of course I just remembered this, I can't believe I am going to have some friends and have all kinds of different teachers. Well, I love Miss Dona, but going to school is a whole different kind of fun.

He chuckled and tapped his finger on his chin, pretending to think. "Hmm, I wonder who helped him to make a decision." Instantly, it all clicked. Of course it had to be uncle Leo, I mean, duh, dad would never in his life make such a move himself. I smiled sheepishly and hugged him.

"Thank you!" He ruffled my curls and after that we made our way downstairs towards the dining room where papa and Ronan were.

"Good evening," I greeted and hopped on the seat next to papa, who just leaned down and kissed my forehead. What the heck was he wearing? Some kind of blue shirt with leaves on? Papa wore other things rather than his white or black shirt? Well. It suits him darn right. "How was your nap?" Uncle Ronan asked as Leo sat next to him, in the opposite direction of me.

"It was nice, but it's so hot in here" I grumbled, which made him chuckle. I wasn't even joking, it was so hot that you could fry an egg just with the heat of the sun.

"Well that's how it gets here, and plus it has to be hot so you could enjoy water even more" My eyes probably sparkled because of how happy that one sentence made me. "We are going to the beach?" I almost hopped down and did a little dance, but papa shook his head.

"No."

Instantly, my mood was ruined and I glared at him. WOW. Very brave of you Mattie.

"Whyyy" I whined. If we were going to just stay in the house like we would at home, then what was the point of vacation. "Yes we ARE," Uncle Leo interrupted before papa even looked at me, he would probably raise his eyebrow and say something about respect or bla bla.

"Leonard, it's not safe."

"Well I am taking my nephew with me tomorrow in the morning. And you should just tug along. This is a vacation, not some kind of prison. Plus we can take some guards who will monitor everything just from a few meters away. " "Yeah." I stated as well and stared at papa who raised his eyebrow. "I mean.. Please, papa" It was important to be on his good side all these days, I don't want a scolding or something MORE.

His blue eyes dug into mine for a few more seconds before he closed them and nodded his head. "Fine. but you are not going out of my sight. Understood?"

"Yes!!" I glanced at uncle leo who gave me a wink and soon the dinner was served. A delicious steak. ***** Me, uncle Leo and Ronan played bowling on the 0 floor and it was so fun. Then Ronan whispered something in Leo's ear and his eyes widened, then he quickly shoved me out of the room, telling me to grab some tarts which were in the kitchen. How could I say no to that?

So now, when I was going to the kitchen, I noticed papa sitting outside on the couch, with his glasses, staring at the phone. I decided to go to him to apologise for the earlier events. I did glare at papa, and was he sad because of that?

"Papa?"

"Hm?" he hummed without looking up from his phone.

I shuffled my eyebrows and slid under his arm and into his lap so he could move his attention fully on me. He finally locked his phone and moved his large hand through my curls.

"Papa," I started.

"Yes, Matthias?" His eyes looked a little tired and I doubted if this was the right time for conversation.

"Are you mad at me?" I whispered, pressing my cheek on his chest. It was not easy to talk with him while maintaining an eye contact.

"And why would I be?"

"Because I glared at you, before dinner."

He hummed and continued to untangle my hair with his rough hands, but the process felt so good that I was ready to fall asleep.

" 'm sorry" I mumbled after not receiving any response from him. His hands went under my armpits and rightened me so that I was facing him.

"You don't have to apologise, I know you didn't do it to disrespect me" I smiled and he smiled back, kissing my forehead.

"Papa?"

"Hm?"

"Can I have two tarts?"

"No."

sigh.