Austria, September 2nd 1801
7:13 AM
Lukas and Leonhard were in the garden of the Royal Palace, sitting beside each other on a bench there.
They had just finished their training, and were now just resting a bit before they went to eat breakfast.
Leonhard then leaned back on the bench while panting. "So, how did the chat with Niklas? Not very well, I assume?" he asked.
Lukas then nodded his head. "Yes," he said with a deep breath. "He said that he wasn't going to try to interact with other people or train his physical because people were always judgemental when someone did something in a weird way," the blonde boy explained.
Leonhard then nodded his head with a sigh. "Well, I knew it hadn't gone well. He didn't look very happy back at the dinner table last night," he said. "But, well, to be fair, Niklas is kinda right about that. People are really annoying sometimes when they see something different," the crown prince said.