[Angry Birds Fanfic] Royal Secret

Chapter 4. Date

Leonard felt relaxed as his silk duvet hugged his body close whilst the morning wind brushed on his unbothered face. at the most peace with the memory of Reds soft warm smile filling his mind.

"Young prince, the morning is looking well, doesn't it?"
A sudden brightness forced Leonard to crease his eyes, wishing to slumber just a moment longer.

"There are big plans that'll be commencing soon."
As those words left the familiars mouth, Leonard suddenly leapt up in a panic, as almost his heart had jumpstarted. But his butler only chuckled softly behind his gloved hand, placing one of Leonards most extravagant outfits onto his bed, just barely reaching his feet. Leonard sighed as his brain finally processed what he had said.

"Don't make it sound like it's happening now."

"I'm sorry sir Leonard, it's the only thing that usually gets you up."
He apologized, standing back as Leonard moved back the layers of covers.

"Are you planning to overtake the thrown of something?"
Leonard laughed along, slowing his heart rate down.

"Those are conversations to have in the future, sir. Now you must get ready for your date."
Leonard looked at his clothes, exclaiming out loud when he heard that word.

"Date?"

"Yes, your majesty and father in-law has scheduled for you and Rose to meet up."
Leonard thought about that name, a little bit of sorrow rushing through him.

"Oh... thanks, Ross."
Ross walked over to him, lending a hand onto his shoulder.

"I know this can be all very daunting, but I'm sure once you get to know her, it'll be easier."
He tried to comfort, seeing a small smile come from the prince.

"Thanks, and you're right..."
Ross smiled as rested his hands behind his back.

"Well I'll lead you to it, sire, hope today is as wonderful as it seems for you."
He walked away, just reaching the door when the young prince suddenly called out for him one last time.

"Hey, could you also do me a favour?"

"Anything my sire."

"Could you get me whoever makes the clothes?"
Ross was about to say something, before just smiling and replying.

"Of course your majesty."
Before leaving once more again. Leonard let out a sigh once the door shut at how easy that was, hoping the rest would be as easy. Looking down at his own outfit. Then looking at his cupboard.

"Lets hope both our fathers aren't watching us like hawks."

"Why is that your only concern?"
Leonard jumped as he suddenly turned around, hiding the t-shirt behind his back. His father looked back at him with that usual disappointed glare. The one Leonard was quite accustomed to. His hands held to each other being the only visible thing as his cape covered the rest of his body.

"Uuuh dad! I meant because, we might...."
Leonard didn't really want to go there, mumbling and glancing around, thinking up anything else he could use.

"Son... if you want to be a good king, you have to stop mumbling."
His father walked in, moving slowing and painfully towards Leonard.

"I know dad."

"It's majesty, you're already an adult for goodness sake, start acting like it."
Leonard avoided his fathers glaring eyes as he stepped closer to him.

"Enough of this skittish behaviour. If you want to actually live to rule this world, you will rid of this nonsense immediately."

"I understand... your majesty."
His father backed away from him, still glaring down with judgement as Leonard barely heard a whisper of insult escape his fathers mouth as he promptly turned around and left.