The Prince and His Pauper

Chapter 1: The Prince in the Morning

"Your highness, it's time for you to get up. Wake up, sire, or you'll be late for school." My butler calls me from my slumber. Ugh, school..... Why do I have to go? I already know everything they're trying to teach me since I was thirteen.

"Come on, Sebastian...... Just five more minutes...... Please....." I mumble into my pillow while also pulling my white Egyptian cotton bed sheet back up to my chin. Five more minutes..... Let me sleep for another five minutes......

"Oh no, my prince. Five minutes to you is equivalent to forty minutes. You, sir, are getting up this instant lest your father comes in to see you still in bed." Sebastian scolds and actually removed my blankets off of my body.

"Sebastian! Just five minutes is all I asked!" I complain and reached for my blankets again.

"And I said no. You need to be dressed and fed before I take you and Master Leo to school. So if you please, wash up and get changed for breakfast. I made your favorite." Sebastian informs me.

"Poached salmon and scrambled with a warm scone and earl grey?!" I ask excitedly.

"Is there any other breakfast you would prefer?" Sebastian answers with a question and a mischievous smile.

"I'll be ready in a minute!" I exclaim, jumping out of my king size bed. I rush over to my walk in closet which as big as another room.

Sebastian laughs at me and my eagerness before announcing that he would be waiting for me outside in the patio where I always had my breakfast. Nodding my head, I bring my attention to the clothes before me. Hmm...... Maybe this...... And that! Yes! Now for breakfast!

I checked myself out in the mirror. Tall, tan, and handsome. As always. Now for my hair...... I put on my black low heeled shoes and head to the bathroom for a quick styling of my hair. I grab my comb and brush my hair thoroughly then gelled it into place, parting it to the right. I check the mirror again and perfection. My hair is great, a little stubble on my chin and small mustache.

"How do I look? Like a prince...... As always." I mumble to myself as I stare into my cool grey eyes. Another day as Prince Antonio Zepeda the future king of Paradisi Nigoro where I am to be the next heir to the throne in just four years and the coronation for my crown on my eighteenth birthday.

Everyone thinks princes just go out and kiss princesses but that's not the case. We have to know our kingdom and its history as well as all of the other kingdoms even if they don't exist anymore. Then we have to learn different languages, engage in every sport available, excel at social gatherings, know the politics surrounding your kingdom and the others. Basically, strive for perfection.

Letting out a sigh, I leave for the patio where I see Sebastian pouring my tea and my brother eating his breakfast. An omelette with cheese, mushrooms, spinach, tomatoes, and bacon bits. Gross. How can he eat that little meat crisps?!

"Morning, Leo. How's your disgusting omelette with those beef jerky?" I greet, sitting at the head chair.

"Morning bro. And bacon is not beef jerky! It's meat that comes from pigs, the same as ham." Leo addresses defensively.

Leo, or rather Leonardo, is my younger brother by two years. He looks nothing like me. While I have my handsome good looks and tall stature, my bro..... Well, my bro isn't that bad either and he's almost my height. He's up to my shoulder and he's only fifteen. He's going to pass me once he's older...... Anyway, back to how we don't look alike. Leo's paler than me, has longish blond hair that he likes to leave in a messy way, and dark brown eyes. Then his clothes. He has a plain black V-neck shirt, dark blue jeans, a grey hoodie over his shirt but a jean jacket over that hoodie and from what I saw earlier, dark brown shoes.