The Sovereign and The Sorcerer (Larry Stylinson - L.S.)

Epilogue

The Prince introduced him to all the high-socialites with an air of proud appraisal, keeping a protective arm curled around his waist, but Louis supposed it was bordering possessive as others sang praises of him as well, of how Louis had helped them over the months.

He noticed the conflict within Harry, the alpha was proud of Louis for helping others in his kingdom, but frowning each time some unmated alpha came forward to thank the Sorcerer.

"Remember, you are the one who is allowed in my nest," he whispered into the Prince's ear, smiling when dark eyes looked over at him.

"This gypsophila," Harry said, stroking the flower in his breast-pocket, "May I carry along the promise of it tonight then?"

He blushed at Harry's eagerness, shaking his head when the alpha nuzzled his hair and pressed a kiss to his temple.

"You ravaging beast," he admonished, taking the Prince's hand and leading him to the centre as the notes to the next tune started playing. Harry lead him into the dance with an unmatched grace and Louis settle his head on the Prince's shoulder. "My heat is within a fortnight, make me yours then," he whispered, grinning upon successfully earning a growl.

"And you, will you give me your mark? Claim me as yours?" Harry asked, spinning him into a circle before pulling him close, lips a hair's breadth away.

"Was there ever a question about that?"

"No, I suppose not," the Prince smiled, resuming the count of their steps. "A Maester after tonight, your place right next to me and then I will make you my Prince as well."

"I wonder what everyone would think? The Prince who refused to take a mate. Would they think I bewitched you?"

"Sometimes I too wonder whether you did."

"And? What conclusion do you come to? Have I bewitched you, my alpha?"

"You certainly are bewitching, my love."

"Because of my magic?" He asked.

"Because you understand me," Harry confessed.

Louis melted into the forest green of his eyes, accepting the sweet kiss placed to his lips.

"Oh, how terribly I've missed you," Harry whispered, as if it suddenly hit him again.

"And I, you, my Prince."

They stepped away and bowed to each other as the tune ended on soft notes. Harry offered his arm and Louis stepped beside him, taking his rightful place as the Prince started to mingle again with Louis' never ending admirers.

"I don't think I've properly thanked you for everything you've done," the Prince whispered to him as another alpha tried to impress Louis among the circle of people they had ventured into.

He turned his attention to his alpha, staring at him quizzically, "I think this ball and the title are more than sufficient."

"Still," the Prince kissed the back of his hand, "I would love to show my gratitude tonight."

"What? Oh," Louis breathed, blushing.

"Yes, my love, oh," Harry teased.

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Aaaaahhhh... aaanddd it's over! I'm not sure if I should be happy or sad... but I loved it... what about y'all?
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