prince x knight au | trillie |

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     Peacefully I was sleeping until I heard my curtains drawn and the bright sun abruptly shined into my face. 

"Ah! Prince Armstrong, you're awake!" Our servent Atticus spoke cheerfully. There was nothing to be cheerful about during these times. The lives of my family and my own life are at stake every day.

 "Please Atticus, Just Billie. Prince Armstrong was my father's title." I hate being referred to as Prince Armstrong. I don't see myself worthy of that title, I'm just Billie. I know I'm royalty but, I don't see myself like it. Nonetheless, I got out of bed and grabbed my robe to wrap around myself tightly. 

 "Oh! Prince Arm- I mean Billie, You are set to meet with your new guard knight later this morning." I rolled my eyes at this. Probably just some other knight full of himself and way too uptight. I am sick with meeting with knights who I just could not get along with. None of them understood my passion for music. Since I am in line for the throne everyone thinks I should just be focusing on my "princely duties" But it's all the same bullshit to me. I love music, it's the air I breathe as cheesy as that sounds. I can not live a life without music. 

"Oh, how wonderful! I can't wait to have such grand tea parties with them while we talk about my oh so important duties as a prince!" I said in a mocking tone as I approached my wardroom picking out my suit for today. Atticus seemed properly annoyed with my tone but just leaving without saying anything knowing not to talk back to a royal. I wouldn't mind if he did talk back to me. It's the kind of spice I've been needing in this bland royal life that's not the threat of me and my whole family being brutally murdered so my kingdom can be taken over. 

I quickly walked out of my quarters wanting to make it to breakfast before my sisters took all the good bread rolls. To my satisfaction the only two there were my mother and father. "look whos up bright and early!" my mother spoke in the sweet tone she always has. I love my parents, I just hate being a royal and the duties that came with it. I am nowhere near royal material, With my messed up teeth, snippy attitude, and my dear passion for music.

"I'm sure you're both happy to see me up so early for once, I would have come later if Atticus hadn't drawn my curtains so early. I also wanted to get the good bread rolls before anyone else y'know." I let out my crooked smile while my parents just rolled their eyes. I know that they are done with my antics they want me to be a good king. I'm not sure that's something I'll ever be. I hate letting them down but it's just not who I am, Not who I am meant to be. 

I took a seat at the table and layered the bread rolls and other food onto my plate. My mother started at me as a dug into my food violently. Looking up from my plate with my mouth full only able to get the word "What?" out.

"Well, I guess a good king also needs to have a good and large appetite." I did not want to hear another word about being a good king so I just smiled and nodded to give her the satisfaction she wants while I just want to finish my food and get to my guitar. 

Just as I was getting up to leave my mother spoke, "Billie do not forget you are to meet with your new knight, I think you might like him, he's about your age." Shit, I was so wrapped up in bread rolls I completely forgot about meeting up with the knight. I gave a nod before rapidly heading to my quarters. 

I went into my room, Swiftly throwing on the suit I had picked out earlier and shoving my feet down into my boots. 

Looking down at my pocket watch it was around 10 am, I think that's late morning? It doesn't matter. I raced down to the main entrance where I normally meet up with any new knights. 

Once I arrived I saw Atticus with the Head Knight Michael, and with what I presumed to be my new guard. He turned around and his eyes met mine as I strutted down the stairs. Even from here, I could see his blue eyes. They were a perfect ocean blue. Once I got to the end of the staircase to meet with them I noticed he was shorter than me. Not by much but it was still noticeable and odd. All the Knight's I've had in the past have been taller than me, I've never seen a knight shorter than me before. Why would they choose him to protect me? I'd like to wish there was nothing I saw special about him but in all honestly, everything about him seemed special to me. The way his eyes met mine and how he bowed in my presence. 

Atticus approached me first, "Prince Armstong I see you've made it in time for once." Now there's the snippy Atticus I like to see. "I know you already know Sir Michael, But I would Like for you to meet Sir Frank." I could already tell the name 'Sir Frank' did not fit him at all. He looked like he was ready to bounce off the walls with excitement at anymore but was trying his best to keep composure. 

He bowed once again before me, "Your highness, it is splendid to make your acquaintance." He looked back up at me and I felt my cheeks get hot. I knew he was just acting like this to meet good marks with Sir Michael but god did I find myself attracted to him. I know I shouldn't be, I know I need a Lady to make my Queen one day but I've always couldn't help myself from being attracted to men. Especially ones as attractive as Sir Frank. 

I looked down with embarrassment knowing my face was probably flushed with a rosy tint."I am going to leave you too to get acquainted, I hope for Sir Frank to be on his best behavior." Sir Michael gave him a glaring look with this statement, I presume he must be some sort of a trouble maker. I could already tell I was going to like him much more than any of my other knights from the past. 

"So, Sir Frank what are your passions?" I inquired.

"Isn't that a deep question for someone you just met, Is this a date or something?" I looked down with embarrassment once again.  "And would you please drop the 'Sir'? Sir Michael is always on my ass about making sure people refer to me as Sir, But I honestly do not understand why nor do I like the title Sir at all, It is way too formal for me." I could already know he was going to constantly talk too much.

"I thought knights were supposed to be formal?" I remarked.

"Yeah...that's not really my thing but I support the knights who do think that's the way to go, Like Sir Michael." He rolled his eyes at that, I do not think he is very fond of Sir Michael. Neither am I, to be honest, he's too uptight so I'm glad me and Frank can agree on things. 

"You haven't answered my question." I glanced over at him.

"Oh shit, Yeah I don't really know what my passions are. I just do whatever the hell makes me happy." He then smiled the purest smile for someone who I was sure of not being that pure.

"Ah, I see. I'm passionate about music. My family obviously does not support my passion directly because they want me to stay focused on my studies and becoming a good king. I don't really want to be a king though, it's just not who I am y'know." I couldn't believe I was opening up so much to a person I had only just met. Something about him just made me feel safe beside him being a knight. 

"I know Sir Michael would hate for me to say this but fuck what they think, Do what's best for you and makes you happy. I know that doesn't mean much coming from me since I'm sort of a kiss ass for Michael but, that's just because I want to be able to provide for my family, I think that's what I'm truly passionate about, Family. I've always had a love for music too though, just never enough time to really get into it with all the jobs I've been constantly juggling before becoming a knight."  His look was sincere I could tell he was talking from his heart. But I also just noticed how childlike his voice was and decided to ruin the moment by pestering him about it. 

"You sound like you haven't hit manhood yet y'know?" He scoffed and rolled his eyes at this statement while I smiled continuing, "Have your balls dropped yet?" He looked slightly annoyed with me at this point. 

"Yes they have dropped, I thought we were being sincere, My bad thinking I could be sincere with a prince." He smirked cheekily at me which made my heart flutter but at the same time upset me. Is there some rumor saying you can not be sincere to princes? 

I noticed Atticus strolling back to us. "I see you two have gotten acquainted, Would you say you like him, your Highness?" 

I looked to Frank then back to Atticus, "Yes I think he's going to be my best knight yet."