Hey Guys! So here is the first chapter.
It is: Can I Have This Dance by High School Musical Cast - King!Alfred x Queen!Arthur CARDVERSE AU
Makes sense right? So we're going start now. By the way, we're going to leave translations at the end of this songshot.
Enjoy!
By the way the song is in Italics.
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"It's like catching lightning, the chances of finding someone like you
It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do."
No One's P.O.V.
It was a glorious night, the King and the Queen were finally coronated in the Kingdom of Spades. The country demanded for a grandeous ball, and it was given.
"Mon amour, please don't be stubborn-,"
"No! I refuse! How can I not be when you are sexually harassing me, you frog?"
"So offensive, Arthur. S'il vous plait?"
"No!"
The two royals, one of blue, one of yellow, were fighting over the party arrangements of the coronation ball. One wanted roses, a sumptuous (and frightfully expensive) gourmet buffet, and a whole orchestra for the musical arrangements. The other wanted simple ball, with simple flowers, a 10-man orchestra, and a simple yet appetizing buffet.
"Come on, Arthur! This day needs proper celebration," Francis Bonnefoy, the king of Diamonds, said.
"No. I refuse to acknowledge your suggestion because it is simply too flashy, and who knows, the Spades might be bankrupt after the party. After all, only selected people will attend this event," Arthur Kirkland, the soon-to-be queen of Spades, countered. They had been going on about this for three hours on the tea table. No one had bothered to stop them because everyone else is busy. Even Alfred F Jones, the king, hadn't come by to give the queen his daily rose.
"But come on, Arthur-,"
"Your Highness, the king calls for you," Leon, Arthur's personal butler, said.
The English royalty stood up, his emerald eyes showing emotions of relief, and said, "Yes, yes. Of course."
He turned around to face the French royalty. "Excuse me, your Most Royal Majesty, I have to attend to my king."
"Of course, you may attend to your king," Francis said, winking, "We can discuss the plan afterwards, oui?"
"Of course," Arthur said, bowing. He walked out the door when he heard Francis yell, "Don't do naughty things!"
Arthur's palm met his flaming face. The bloody frog will always be a frog.
Alfred's P.O.V.
"It is kind of breezy tonight," I thought as I shivered to the wind's touch. I was waiting for my queen to arrive in the bell tower, with a red rose in hand. I was also wondering if Leon passed the message. I got my answer when my ears caught the sound of the door creaking and footsteps which was owned by dainty, graceful feet. Arthur Kirkland, my future queen, had arrived.
"My King, there you are," he whispered sweetly to my ear.
I turned around to see my beautiful, no, more than that. Not one adjective can describe his beauty.
"Welcome, My Lady," I say while kneeling down on one knee and handing him the rose.
"Oh, thank you. How sweet of you!" Arthur smiled, taking the fragile rose with care.
