-_Forever and Always_- SBI ROYAL AU

1: Pray Tell

--Third person--

"Good Evening boys, Technoblade, energetic as usual. And Wilbur, you do look dapper!" King Philza smiled as he eyes ran over his twin boys, the two sat at the grand table engaging in mild conversation. Phil's medium length golden locks barely scarped the dark green cloak that hung elegantly over his left shoulder, the cloak was snug around his lean figure and trailed a little on the polished floor. Phil's eyes locked onto the head of the table, that was where his throne was positioned.

"Good Evening, Father. It is lovely to see you outside  of your office for once! You overwork yourself sometimes!" Wilbur smiled softly at his father, shaking his head slightly. "Father, a pleasure" Technoblade drawled in his monotone voice, his pink hair was braided into a long plat that rested against his blood red cloak. 

Philza chuckled lightly at Wilburs words as he sat down at the head of the table, "I must admit that you are correct, Wilbur. I do have a tendency to overwork myself"

"Well, you are the King, after all" Wilbur said softly pushing up his rounded glasses and adjusting the collar of his yellow jumper. "That I am, and soon your brother -Technoblade- will succeed me! But not too soon I do hope!"

"Father, I was meaning to talk to you about 'that'" Technoblade said suddenly, his voice very quiet.

Philzas brows furrowed slightly as his attention turned to his oldest son, "What about it, Son?" He asked gently.

Technoblade drew in a heavy breath, his voice soft at first, "I am not meant to rule this kingdom, Father. I am no King, and I will never be one. I do not deserve that honour, nor am I fit for it. I aspire to become a General, to protect the people of this kingdom. I would serve them better on the front lines, fighting for them, then sitting here in this castle. Doing naught to save them"

Philza nodded slowly, already deep in thought. His sons words clouding his thoughts, he took a quick breath before speaking, "Yet, we do seem to have a problem. If you do not take the throne of the Sleepy Kingdom, Technoblade. And since Wilbur will most likely decline it also, to pursue his talents in music. Then who will rule after I am gone? Who will succeed me as King?! I have no other heirs?!"

The three royals sat in an uncomfortably tense silence for quite a few minutes before Prince Wilbur dared to speak up, his soft clipped voice echoing all around the silent dinner hall, "Father, it is not like you to forget things, especially matters concerning this importance"

King Philza turned his now confused gaze to the younger twin, his brows furrowing even more now. "Me, forget matters of this importance, Will? Pray tell, what do you mean by this, mate. What did I forget, Son?"

Prince Wilbur Minecrafted pushed his round glasses up once more and sighed softly, "Father, you    seemed to forget about Tommy, he can succeed you. He can take up the burden of the crown, Tommy can become your heir"

King Philza Minecraft smiled, though it was not one of mirth. "That could work, my boy"

"Guards!"

[A/N Short chapter I know, they get longer! Lmao, vote?]