My Royal Lion (Phan)

Chapter 1

2 years later

Phil POV

I paced around the empty corridor of the west wing, contemplating what I wanted to tell my mother and father for the billionth time. They were in a room nearby where they talked about the economy, the people of The Kingdom of the Jungle, and some other stuff that I wasn't too worried about at the moment. I had to tell them at some point or another, and now was the time to do it.

I finally wanted to tell my parents that I'm bisexual.

I wanted to come clean about this secret that I have kept hidden from them for 13 years, which has seemed like an eternity to me. I have told everyone else that I know so it shouldn't be that big of a deal. Although it would help if the only other people I know weren't just the servants and maids working in the castle.

Considering that I'm a prince, one would think that I would have a lot of friends but in reality it's the exact opposite. I have been kept inside the kingdom walls all my life and was too busy to make real friends, so I only talked to the people that worked in the castle and my parents.

I'm not complaining about my life or anything but, it would be nice to have a real friend for once....

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a door slam and a large group of servants rushed past me with silver platters and empty bowls. Most muttered a small hello while others only nodded at me. I was used to this by now, servants wouldn't talk to me unless I told them to do otherwise.

Being a prince is weird.

Knowing that you will somebody run an entire kingdom with thousands of people to watch over seems frightening. Going to war is even more frightening. All I want to do is run around in the jungle and explore the world with somebody I care about.

I heard the door creak open, signaling to me that it was now or never. I entered the room with caution, as if it would break if I made one wrong move.

Like me.

I slowly approached the long table where my parents sat, one at each end. I could smell the fear that I was emanating and I knew that my parents could smell it on me as well.

"You smell of fear, Philip. Is something wrong?" father asked, without once looking up from the maps laid out across the table.

I knew it.

"N-nothing's wrong...well something is wrong but... Its not really a major problem but it is and I just-"

My mother looked up from her papers, motioning me to come closer. "Philip, what is it? You can tell us." She said with a soft voice. My father nodded and suddenly all of their focus was on me.

You know the saying, "Silence is deadly?" Well, the unbearable silence between my parents and I was killing me at the moment. I mean, how are you supposed to tell your royal parents that you may not want a princess, but a prince?

I took a deep breath before I spoke again. "Ok but you have to promise me that you won't be mad at me! Please?" They looked at each other, eyebrows raised, questioning whatever could come next.

After taking a few more shaky breaths, I couldn't take the agony of putting it off any longer and I just let it out.

"I'm bi." I said. Plain and simple.

I stared at the floor, waiting for a "I'm so ashamed with you" or for them to call the guards to escort me from the castle, but I heard nothing.