I'd Remember a Face like Yours (GonKillu)

The Intermission

Titles are hard, and I need someone to work on titles for me XD

"Are you listening?!", no, goodness no, the young mind was in another place aside from this one, this is the second day in a row of just listening to the blonde blab on and on. Yesterday he was in for a rude awakening literally, she woke him just as she did the two days before that and brought him to the library where he spent most of his day, only leaving the room to eat and go to bed, and it seems like she had this planned for today as well. This royal duty talk was giving him a major headache, the only thing helping was the simple fact Palm had found out what was going on therefore she decided to sit and pretend to listen alongside him. "Can you repeat back to me what I just said?"

Blue eyes widened realizing how screwed he was about to be but he thought quickly on his feet. "Palm", he whispered nervously to her knowing she would understand. And she did, she began to recall the last few things Bisky had said, ignoring the dirty look she was receiving from the older woman. Once done, the brunette flashed a smile at her superiors earning a subtle smile from the omega.

"Excellent", she complimented the maid but her glares gave a different response, "but I'd much rather if the queen answered them", that would be a problem Killua had been politely staring right on through whatever was being said. He couldn't concentrate on these little details of all the rules and regulations he had to follow. The only thing he had retained was: wake up early, always look pretty and presentable, and smile at those ranked lesser than you. Anymore more flew right over his head, it didn't even enter his ear. The way the hot pink eyes were staring at him made him feel inferior, maybe he just needed a break. And he was delighted to hear her offer him one without him having to ask. "No more than fifteen minutes", he wasn't sure if he'd be able to do that but he agreed, wasting no time to get to exit before he was stopped.

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The king had been sitting at his desk reading over and signing various documents, "maybe I should leave some of these for Mito", Biscuit was his substitute advisor but she couldn't do much but read over them and summarize them to determine whether he'd sign them or not. The young alpha vowed he'd never take his aunt for granted again because this was exhausting and all he did was sit, read, reread and write his name.

"Maybe dad would've been a better pick", he recanted that statement quickly, Ging would most likely be more of a nuisance than actual help. Minding businesses that he had no dealings in, he still had to confront him on why he's so eager to know the things that pertained to his mate but alas he and his sidekick Kite left to go somewhere and probably stir up trouble. When they left the evening of the meeting, Gon didn't bother to ask them where they were going. He simply told his silver-haired man to be back in time for the next scheduled meeting. He'd be lying if he said he didn't envy his father just a bit, the ability to do what he wants when he wants, "Can I step down?", though that's not the life Gon wanted to lead, the stress was rewarding and besides if he didn't have the title he may have never been able to marry his love. He let out a sigh considering when would be a good point to stop and check on his omega.

"In about twenty years when you have an heir", apparently Gon didn't ask the question in the empty air as he originally thought, he didn't even hear when the beta woman slipped into the room, "a ready one anyways", that was so far from his mind he couldn't fathom having to share his Ki with anyone for the time being.

After pondering the idea of juggling his kingdom and a family, "make that twenty-five year", he was still getting the hang of just the kingdom and the omega, he had been so absorbed in his wife, the kingdom has been on the back burner for about a month, staying afloat on the shoulder of less significant leaders. Before the week was over he wrote in his schedule to address his people so he was on the right track.