His Majesty (Slide Away)

12.

The evening really was amazing.

The four of them had spent the evening in the grand dining room, eating rich food and sipping expensive wine. He had not had a meal like so in a long while, he wasn't even too hungry back at Aquitaine Palace. And at Rotherham castle, he was lucky if he got anything other than scraps. Though Mike would often sneak him some ice cream or brownies.

At one point, they had began to dance. Victoria had The Twist on the record player, and was even teaching John and Paul how to dance like so. Paul honestly had not expected to have such freedom, but he did. Even though the princess was an Omega, it certainly did not seem like that affected her at all. If John had not informed him of so, Paul would have definitely thought she was a Beta at the least.

It was extraordinary.

Paul did not feel like having alcohol, he'd never been allowed back at Rotherham and he didn't feel like starting right now. Even though it was something he was rather glad of not being able to do, he was nowhere near as glad as he was about not smoking. That habit was a bad one, he'd seen it kill many people over time.

However, a drink would be nice at some point.

John didn't drink either, and, even though by the time they were leaving the castle, they were not drunk, they just incredibly very hyper.

The Alpha and The Omega stumbled back into the Palace, laughing in hysterics at eachother. Paul was leant on John's shoulder, chuckling away.

"Your Majesty?" A rather confused and concerned voice spoke. John turned to his side, only to see Brian stood there, looking like he'd seen a ghost.

"What is it Brian?" John rolled his eyes. "It's like you're stalking me." Paul couldn't help but snicker, and suddenly the echoey room was full of laughter once more.

However Brian was not laughing.

"Sir, I think we should get you and the Omega to bed-"

"Look, Brian." John stopped the laughing for a few moments. "If we wanted your opinion... We would have bloody well asked for it." Another snicker came from the Omega. John wrapped his arm around the man, laughing too, leading him towards the grand stairs, leaving a stunned Brian behind.

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On the way to their room, the corridors echoed with hysterical laughter. Few servants roamed the Palace's halls at this time, it was almost midnight, however those who did were certain to raise a confused brow at the boy's behaviour along with their bowing to John.

The whole trip had excited Paul, who could not wait to remove the outfit he was wearing and climb into his pyjamas. Though he feared that it would be difficult on his own, as he'd told George not to wait up for him.

John could help.

But would that be awkward?

Paul's thoughts were interrupted by a Yelp from beside him. John had tripped over his own feet, luckily managing to stay upright thanks to his grip on Paul's long, blue cape. The two boy's began to snicker again, Paul mostly forgetting what he'd thought about previously.

In no time, they had reached the door to the drawing room that separated their private bedrooms, and John practically fell through the damned thing. Obviously, Paul couldn't help but hurt into inhumane laughter at the sight of the Prince, trying to stand up properly.

"Come head." John grinned, nodding for The Omega to follow after him.

As soon as Paul entered the room, he gasped at the sight infront of him. Where the old table and chairs once were, now stood a grand piano. However it was not any grand piano, it was his own, the gift from Mike.