The Prince's Lover

Pines 41

A/N: Hi, I read all of your comments in the last upload and thank you so much for praying for my father and cheering me on. Thank God my father is getting better, even though he needs monthly check-ups until next year and taking medicine every day but I hope the treatment goes well. Once again thank you, everyone, I love you...

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"We find the Prince, Mr Type" said the bodyguard through his headphone.

"Secure the Prince, send me the location, I'll be there soon" Type who received the information immediately moved to the location that was shared by the prince's guards. Type rushed leaving the King who still had a chat with the hospital's director when he was informed that the Prince was missing. How come a little Prince who guards by royal's guards when missing and he only five. It would bring trouble for sure when it reached the King, So, they had to find the Prince soon before the King know.

When Type reached the Prince, the little prince was sitting alone with his two royal guards in front of him, and the little prince was seen licking an almost empty cup of ice cream which made his mouth smudged. He hadn't finished the ice cream Tine gave him early.

"My Prince" Type kneeled in front of Perth, he was relieved that he has found the little prince and he is fine.

"Uncle Ty..." Perth was happy for his uncle to find him. He grinned while showing his white and neatly lined teeth but with a mouth covered in remaining chocolate ice cream.

"Perth, why did you run away from the guards and go alone, you know how dangerous it is?" Type scolded him. The smile prince turned down, he lowers his head, he knew well how dangerous it is, his parents and everyone around him always told him about it. But he couldn't help it.

"Sorry uncle, Mommy was sleeping and very sick...and I want to cry, uncle Ty....I don't want to wake up Mommy" he was sorry but couldn't hide his sadness, he nearly cried. Type sighed, he knew what the little prince's feelings, for a children seeing his mother or father sick is torture.

Type took a handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned Perth's mouth while saying "It's okay, your mom will get better, your dad has met doctors who will take care of your mom and they are great doctors, so don't worry".

"Really?" Perth looked up

"Of course, your dad is the King don't forget, he will find the best doctors to cure your mom".

"Thank you Uncle Ty" Perth clung his arms around Type's neck. hugging him. And then Type scouth the little prince from the bench and brought him back to his parents. Type love his best friend's son very much, he is the prince's godfather after all, so the prince is also like his own.

On the way...

"Prince"

"Yes Uncle Ty"

"Where did you get the ice cream earlier? Uncle remember that you didn't bring money and were not allowed to, and it wasn't from the guards of course because they were busy searching for you, so where did you get it?"

"Hoaaamm" Perth pretends to yawn and put his head on Type's shoulder "Uncle...I'm sleepy".

"Perth...Lying is not getting you anywhere" Perth still pretending to sleep. "in 1..........2............2 and half....." before three the Prince already woke up from his fake sleep. He knew he not going to win again his grumpy uncle.

"Please don't tell Daddy about this...pretty please uncle"

"Depend.."

"Uncle doctor gave me ice cream when I was crying alone earlier, he suddenly sat beside me and offered me ice cream".