“oh moons why did I do that?! I had to right? what else could I have done. but he has my mother, and possibly the entire royal guard! I should have done more! warned people, at least. but what if they had been taken too! okay… deep breaths… the rainforest! that's where snake is! if I find him maybe I can stop him from taking anyone else! but he must already have the other rainwings under his control, so that's a no…”
after a while the prince decides to land in the forest below him. his wigs were sore from flying for hours and they felt like taking a break. “maybe… the seawings? not sure how i'd get to them though, or if I'd even make it without being attacked…. hm…” they were stumped, and frankly too tired to be thinking about saving the world, so he decided to keep walking, hopeful that he might find somewhere with enough cover so keep him hidden. he looked up through the branches of the trees above him and saw that the sun had begun to set.
as he kept looking he realized just how much he missed his home already. as he was growing up, the palace had almost felt like a prison, never allowed to explore, never allowed to hunt, never allowed to play. and yet he found himself missing it, especially his room, with his shelves full of his favorite books, his jewelry always on display.
but mostly he just missed his mother.
as they laid down next to a tree, curling in on themself, they tried to sleep. when they found that they couldn't, they thought about how his mother used to comfort him, when he'd wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare and his mother would sing him back to sleep. during the daytime, when her duties as queen kept her occupied, she couldn't always be there for him, but in those moments it was enough.
and at that finally drifted off to sleep

this is part of a Wings Of Fire fanfic I'm working on

character's name is chrysoberyl, or chrys for short uses he/they pronouns

its been a while since I've written anything so it might be a bit funky