Forgetting someone is a choice.
Remembering them an inescapable compulsion.
"Welcome your majesty! Sir is waiting for you!"
A chauffeur said showing us the way.
Your majesty nodded while I was still lost in the beauty of this majestic palace know as the palace of Avanguard.
Following them I looked around in nervousness.
To my surprise I remember not much from when I last came here.
The ceilings were touching the sky and red carpet was laid everywhere.
Everything screamed wealth and it's owner stood right in front of us.
"Welcome Daniel!! You have grown to be a handsome boy!"
My body froze listening to his voice.
The warmness in his green eyes was still there,but it was directed towards your majesty.
His beard has grown and few white strands were visible.
But still he looked handsome and elegant.
I lowered my eyes, staring at my feet.
Afraid of him recognizing our resemblance.
"It's been long Sir Harold, finally we meet."