𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕆𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 4 - Hiding My Home

(A/N top picture is Aaron and he uses he/him:D)

(Aaron's P.O.V)

Me and the rest of the young royals I had been talking to now sat in silence on the floor of Prince Arlo's bedroom. He had sufficiently stuffed all his belongings into the large amount of storage in his room.

"So..." Arlo started but quickly stopped when he didn't have anything to say.

"Wait but the rest of us don't have any clothing with us?" Ash said, slightly panicked.

"Oh yeah. Um, could we go to my sister's room? Her closet is huge!" He chuckled.

"Does it have something other than dresses or skirts in it?" Ash asked.

"...maybe I'll have clothing here? I still have clothing meant for people with um...breasts that you guys could use." Arlo mumbled, clearly embarrassed to talk about that part of the body.

"The only thing I don't know about is something for Prince Aaron. He's a lot taller than me so it might not work." Their eyes flicked over to me as he spoke.

"Oh, I could go grab some clothing for him from one of the maids here. She is really good at sewing and she comes to my kingdom often to make custom clothing," Annabella exclaimed.

"Great." I said, smiling at her as she and Arlo stood up.

Prince Arlo and Annabella had a hushed conversation before he led her to a small door that had been covered by a bookshelf.

As she left the prince turned around and opened another pair of doors that led to his closet and Ash had followed him.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to have so much clothing!" I heard Ash say.

"Well you gotta have fashion to look this attractive." He replied, barely able to hold in his laugh.

After listening to them for a bit, I focused back on his room and spotted a piece of paper sticking out from his desk.

It looked old and brown, drawn on it was a small tree with flowers covering the majority of it. It was quite detailed and had many smudge marks.

"Heh, Prince Arlo sure likes art huh?" A voice shook me from my focus. I looked over to see a small goblin-like creature. It was holding two large bags of who-knows-what.

"I'm not sure. I've actually never met them before today." I murmured.

"Actually? I thought all the royals knew each other." Princess Annabella said, standing beside the goblin thing.

"Either way, this is Boonile. She is the seamstress I mentioned."

"Oh great." I said with a smile.

"Yes. She already got some clothing for us and she made them so they were not too fancy to avoid suspicion. Along with bringing contacts so our eyes will not look the same," Princess Annabella said happily.

"Oh that's great!" Ash said, coming back from getting clothes with Prince Arlo. They had a pile of mainly black clothing and some other dark shades of pink, blue and yellow.

"We tried to find clothes that aren't fancy but some are haha..." Arlo said, scratching his neck awkwardly.

"Great, so know that that's figured out, how do we actually leave?" I said, finally saying the question we were all wondering.

Silence filled the room once again, only being broken by a loud knock on Prince Arlos door.

"Arlo? Are you in there!? I need to talk to you!" The high-pitched voice of Princess Grace echoed through the room. How? I don't know.

"Um yes, I'll be there in a second, I'm, um, doing my testosterone shots!?" The Prince shouted through the door, pointing towards his closet for us to hide in it.

I quickly grabbed Ash and pushed her towards the closet with me, the rest hopefully following.

A creak signaled the opening of the bedroom door.

"Testosterone shots? I don't see any needles... they better not be hidden somewhere! You know I hate needles! They mess up my perfect skin!" Princess Grace shouted.

Why was she so loud...

"No I, um, just put them away so you don't get freaked out. Anyway, what did you need to talk about?" The prince asked.

"Oh! Did you steal my limited edition Justin Beiber hair brush!? I know you did! How could you!"

"No Grace. I did not, alright? I have my own hair brush. I don't need yours. Plus I don't like Justin Beiber as much." Well no shit he doesn't, I know I sure don't.

"Fine... I'm leaving!" She said, storming out of his room.

"You're supposed to run after me and say you love me!" Grace yelled, stopping to look back at Arlo.

"Not right now I'm busy." He said, pushing her out and locking the door.

Dear god.

Ash poked my arm, making me realize I still had her in my arms.

"Oh, sorry." I whispered, letting them go.

"It's alright." She said as the door to the closet opened, revealing an annoyed looking Prince.

"Let's go. We can leave through a path of tunnels under the castle." He mumbled.

"Thank you so much Boonile. I'll miss you." They whispered, leaning down to hug her.