A rule they must abide by and a secret that should never see the light, but things unfolded when secrets built tyrannical chaos and a royal scandal.
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One turned twenty, coming to inherit the prestigious title that carries huge responsibilities an...
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Based on the reaction from the people in the pub, some don't like it and to many, they don't really bother at all.
Theo was doing his best to give what the country needs. His leadership shouldn't be questioned, but because it was the root of the problem that's been causing chaos in the city lately, this was the solution. The solution he had done might result in bad things or for the better. He doesn't know until the coronation day.
"Where are we really going? You're not trying to mug me off, are you?"
Jeremy laughed, shaking his head. "How could you think of that? I wouldn't do that to you. Why would you think that I'll send you somewhere dangerous, huh?"
Theo shrugged off. "Nothing... I was just..."
"Don't overthink," Jeremy said. "It's time for you to loosen up. You've been carrying so much stress for the past few days... or you might need a massage once again that'll relieve you from stress, am I right?"
Theo hastily shook his head which brought confusion to Jeremy.
"You don't like my massage anymore?"
Theo defensively shook his head again. "No. That's not what I meant."
"So, you liked my massage."
"If that's a statement and not a question, I wouldn't answer that," Theo stated. "But I didn't say anything about that. You're the one who assumed it so it's none of my business. But going back to where we are, why are we leaving the pub?"
"You'll see..."
"I'm not sure I'm going to like it."
Where they were heading is a nearby club and when Theo realizes where they are, he was about to turn around when Jeremy grabbed him by his hand and pulled him closer to him.
"You're not going anywhere."
"I'm your king, let go of my hand or I'll get you fired."
"You're the one who said it, while you're in the camp, you're not the "the king", so I'm not your royal guard as well. Let's have some fun. You deserve this."
"I'm not going into that place."
"And why not?"
"I'm sure I'm fine at the pub," Theo said. "I'm going back there."
"No, you're not."
"I am and you're not going to stop me."
"Well, I can."
Jeremy quickly carried Theo like they were a newly wedded couple. Theo kept wanting to get out of his arms, but Jeremy was too strong enough for him to do that. He then shook his head to show his annoyance at him, but Jeremy didn't bother and still brought him inside the club where music already greeting them out loud.
