ROYAL AFFAIRS (MXM) ✔

Twenty

Yesterday was slightly intense. Sebastian's gut has been twisting into knots as he had to wait the rest of the day just to hear where his destiny has led him. But it was nice to finally see the prince of Neverland in the evening after spending almost twenty-four hours not talking to him, which was the longest and dreadful hours of the brunnet's life. But when the dark hair prince embraced him and told him they'll get through this together, it was all the strength Sebastian needed. As long as he had Augustus by his side, he was fulfilled.

That was why he was clutching the man's hand so tight, as he await the ruling. His heart was beating fast in his chest, as he felt his hands getting clumpy. No doubt Augustus could feel his nerves, as he squeezed his hand. But Sebastian could tell the other prince was just as nervous as he was. But they both kept their gaze to the council members.

"There's no doubt you've been kind to the nation. Putting the people first just like your father. All the developments you've made on your own, which your father praises on every meeting we have," today old lady Macphee was leading the meeting, clearly Gary had chosen to step down for the day. "You are not even king yet, but look what you've done prince Sebastian. You should be proud," she brushed her blonde her away from her face, her red lips pulled into a tight smile that wavered in less than a second. "The kingdom needs a queen though," she said, but quickly yanked her hand up to stop the brunnet prince from retorting. "But we've heard your plea. It shook us, shocked us even. But we've seen what you were saying," she turned to prince Augustus offering him a tight smile as well, which the other man just couldn't return from all the nerves coiling in the pit of his stomach.

"He is a remarkable man. The people of Neverland would have been fortunate to have him as a king," she continued. Sebastian's hopes raised to the sky, hoping that all his bargaining and defence was enough to convince the council. The council was never too harsh and with good arguement they tend to bend the rules. "But like I said prince Sebastian, he would make a good king. We don't need a king. We need a queen," she said sternly, then sighed. "What you've done is a crime prince Sebastian, one which is bound to have you both beheaded before the nine kingdoms," she informed.

Sebastian gulped, and could feel Augustus slightly losing his balance. He squeezed the man's hand pulling him closer.

"But we've decided to take mercy upon you like you did for Samson. You've been good to us prince Sebastian, and for that we'll be kind also," she gave a curt nod which the brunnet prince returned. "We've come to our ruling," she said, then gulped. She stood straight, crossing her hands behind her. Her head up, chin and chest out. A posture of authority. "You've been banned from the kingdom prince Sebastian. We give you one week to sort out your affairs and leave this land, to never return," she said sternly, keeping her gaze firmly on his. But her bravery wavered quickly, and she looked away, but Sebastian caught the tears that welled in her deep ocean blue eyes.

Augustus was ready to challenge the ruling, but Sebastian tugged his hand, making the man shut up just as quick as he had opened his mouth. The prince of Larmont gave a curt nod, before turning to leave the chambers with his head held high, as he pulled the dark hair prince with him.

Just as they approached the living room, they found both families on their feet, clear that they were waiting on him. He didn't waste time to inform them of the council's ruling.

"I've been banned from the kingdom. They were kind enough to give me a week to sort out my affairs," he said.

Elizabeth couldn't curb the tears that left her eyes, and a wailing sound that teared from her throat. King Carson appeared as if he's seen a ghost. Ronaldino gasped, before looking away his frame shook with every tear that left his eyes. Hazel buried her face on her mother's chest, as she too cried for the prince of Larmont. Roseline just appeared lost as if she didn't understand a single word, even though she was comforting her daughter. Erico gulped, gripping the edge of the couch behind him for support.

"Sweetie..." Elizabeth started but Sebastian stopped her quickly.

"Not now mother," he said. "I need some time alone," he declared.

However, he pulled Augustus with him towards the staircase. The dark hair prince didn't protest and obediently followed the brunnet. They reached the man's room, and the door shut behind them.

"Sebastian, you've been banned," Augustus spoke after a moment of silent.

"I know Augustus. I was there," he said.

"What are you going to do about it?" the other prince asked, hoping Sebastian at least had a plan.

"Follow their command Augustus. What else can I do? They want me out of their land," he said as if saying the obvious.

Augustus frowned.

"You won't even try to fight?"

"If I do that I'll be forced to chose. Between you and the throne. And I'll always chose you, Augustus Calabasas," he declared, cupping the prince's face.

Augustus didn't know how those words made him feel. His heart however, fluttered, as his intestines twisted into a jumble mess. When lips pressed against his, he didn't hesitate to kiss the man back.

Sebastian kissed down his neck, and Augustus knew the brunnet was seeking for a distraction. But he didn't mind being his distraction. He was going to look for a solution tomorrow, for now he was going to make love to the man. Help him forget his pain for just a moment. As much as Sebastian pretend to be okay, he wasn't. Augustus knew better than to believe the act. Being banned from home is the harshest axe to fall upon one's head. Even more for Sebastian. He has grown to know all these people personally and deeply. They meant so much to him. He was meant to serve them. How does one walk away from people he's viewed all his life as family?

Augustus moaned, as Sebastian sucked on his nipples. Grinding his crotch on the dark hair prince's, with the barrier of their pants. Augustus' fingers slipped into the brunnet hair, gripping it tightly, as he bulge his hips up, grinding in the same rythem as Sebastian. His harsh pants echoing in the bedroom. Every touch the brunnet graced him with, lit a fire that Augustus couldn't comprehend. It drove him mad, and alighted erotic sounds that laid deep in his core. In the man's arms he felt more at home.