The Lioness Prince (A Larry Stylinson Fan-Fiction.)

Chapter 23 ~Revenge~

-Author's Point of View-

[During Harry's shower and Louis' attempt at changing Alexia]

Richard wakes with a new energy surging through him. He sits up and immediately begins thinking about how he is going to get back into the castle; as well as accumulate a massive group of followers that will believe and obey his every word.

Today is Louis' baby's coronation day, and Richard is going to attend the ceremony like a regular human being; without restraints and guards waiting for a single wrong moment to pounce.

Hopefully, they all still think I'm down in that ghastly excuse of a dungeon cell. Richard thinks as he stands from his bed and walks over towards a closet that already has an outfit hanging from its insides. Reasonably fashion-savvy. Penelope probably picked it out from the looks of these... Richard reaches forward and grabs a pair of fake, black nerd glasses that ties the somewhat scholarly look together ...sight provoking pair of glasses. How nice. And with this in mind Richard sighs and peels off his night-wear to attempt to pull the new look off.

After what seems like forever trying to stuff multiple pens into his light blue breast pocket and gel his hair into a decent style, Richard is transformed into a new person. I'm sure if I stood in front of the royals that wouldn't suspect a thing. Richard thinks and smiles and chuckles lowly to himself as he glances at his figure through a large mirror beside the door to the bedroom he is in.

But after what seems like a second, Richard blankly stares into deep thought and sighs. Although, if I did stand near them, and they were already informed about my breaking out, they'd probably arrest me for looking so similar to the Richard they know...

A huff of frustration leaves the mouth of the amber-eyed male, but a smile still remains on his face as he then grabs the pointless glasses, opens them, and slides them neatly onto his ears and nose.

One more look at the mirror and Richard thinks he is someone completely else for a second. It's like the woman knows of my plans. Richard hums and turns to see if his shirt-tucking skills are as terrible as he remembers them to be. When he turns, he sees two pairs of eyes watching from the hallway outside his room. Richard's amber ones widen in surprise, and his body instinctively takes a step back and away from the new audience.

"Ca-can I help you?" Richard immediately asks, and the two prying eyes widen and decide to introduce themselves while entering the room without permission.

"Oh, sorry, Mate. Didn't know who you were at first," one with faded orange-red hair confesses while outstretching a confident hand, "The name's Ashton." Richard takes his hand and they shake twice. "I ran the bath for you the evening prior," he smiles pearly white teeth, and his big golden eyes blink with humor when Richard tucks his lips into his mouth and nods with the attitude that says 'I probably didn't have to know that, but okay.'

The other pair of studying eyes walks into the room as well and outstretches a hand without as many words as the first to introduce himself. "I'm Luke..." Richard barely hears, and when Richard reaches out to shake hands with him, he feels hesitant to because the boy isn't even making eye contact while introducing himself. It is as if he forced himself to barely lift a finger.

But Richard only pays a small mind before returning his gaze upon the more approachable man in front of him. "The name is... Erik," Richard pauses before giving his new identity to the men by the names of Ashton and Luke.

Ashton nods and smiles. "Nice to meet you, Erik," he raises a hand and begins to back out of the room. "And I do apologize for not appropriately introducing Luke and I," he confesses, and the two exit the room without another word.