Beautiful Soul [Descendants Fanfic]

Ch. 27 So, you aren't mine and Anastasia's child?

Liam and Louis sat at a booth away from everyone so they could converse privately. Paulette placed a glass of Raspberry Ice Tea in front of her nephew. At the same time, Laurette put a glass of Strawberry Lemonade in front of Louis.

" Before we go, what would you two like to eat?" Paulette asked while looking at Liam and Louis.

" A Cassoulet for me, please." Louis softly smiled.

" And a Confit de canard for me, please." Liam warmly smiled.

Paulette nodded. She turns her gaze to Laurette and sees her sister write their orders in a brown notebook. " We shall return shortly with your meals." She warmly smiles and walks away with her sister, leaving Liam alone with Louis.

Louis looks at Liam with mixed emotions. " So, you aren't mine and Anastasia's child?" He asked.

Liam grabs his backpack and takes out an envelope with Louis' name on it. " No." He shakes his head. " But Anastasia is like an Aunt to me. She and my Mom are good friends. And through their friendship is how I became best friends with your child." He confessed.

Louis softly smiled. " What's their name?" He asked since Anastasia was pregnant with their child when he last saw her.

" Their name is Anthony Tremaine," Liam responded. " He is five days younger than me." He warmly smiled. " He's a good kid despite having a horrible Aunt and Grandmother," he murmured.

Louis akwardly chuckled. " Lady Tremaine isn't fond of me. She didn't like that her daughter fell in love with a Pâtissier." He blushes.

" When Anastasia and I discovered we would become parents, we planned to marry." Louis' gaze softened. " However, the King and Queen of Auradon decided to create Isle of the Lost after their child was born so they could have a peaceful future with no Villains." His hands tightened into fists.

Liam looked at Louis with a conflicting gaze. He is surprised to hear that Ben's birth is why Isle of the Lost got created.

" Anastasia was eight months pregnant," Louis murmured. His blue eyes dimmed. " She wanted to get married after Anthony's birth. However, we were considered unmarried in the public eye when the Isle of the Lost got created." He bitterly speaks.

" I was considered a hero, so the guards took me to the side. I had to watch helplessly when other guards took my pregnant Fiancee away from me because of her past as an evil step-sister." Louis glares.

Louis remembered that moment vividly. He considered that moment a nightmare because the Royal Family took his only family away from him that night.

A twenty-four-year-old Louis Dupont was peacefully sleeping in his bedroom. His right arm was wrapped around his twenty-four-year-old pregnant Fiancee, Anastasia Tremaine's waist.

A loud knocking sound grabs the couples' attention, and they woke up from their slumber.

" What time is it?" Anastasia yawned.

Louis groggily wakes up and turns his gaze to the clock. " It's eight in the morning." He murmured. " I'll go see who it is." He gets out of bed, grabs a shirt, and puts it on.

" I'm coming too," Anastasia responded, watching Louis leave their bedroom.

Louis walks out of their bedroom and heads towards the front door. He opened it, and his blue eyes blinked when he saw royal guards outside his home.

" Um. Hello? What can I do for the guards of the royal family?" Louis asked, looking confused yet cautious.

" We are here for Anastasia. Someone told us that she is living here." One of the royal guards responded.