Chapter 12
*Author's P.O.V*
"Are you ready to be celebrated as a king?" Zayn asks while he gives Harry's fidgeting fingers a comforting squeeze.
"Not really. I don't know what to do once I step out there." He answers, hearing the commotion outside making him nauseous.
"Just be your charming self, and you'll be alright." Zayn says before fixing his own suit, which was just a green suit to match his king.
"And if I get overwhelmed?" He asks, bouncing from foot to foot to get himself excited.
"You can always come to me, and we'll go to a secluded area to wine down like we did when we were younger." Zayn says, and the young king nods his head while putting on his best smile.
"Sounds like a plan." He states before he starts to whisper to himself as two guards open the castle doors."Okay, I got this."
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's give it our all for our new king of the Golden Cloth Kingdom!" Niall shouts through the mic before it is followed by cheering from the crowd.
"We love the new king!"
"All hail king Harry."
"We know you'll continue your parents' ways!"
"May the king get us through this dark time!"
"Long live the king!"
The festival was everything and more. There is a circus act, which had sparkling batons being swung around, a snake whisperer, contortionist triplets, people swallowing flames, and many more. That was the first thing that caught the king's eye. A live band was playing that seemed to get everyone dancing about with huge smiles on their faces. There are fireworks going off and flickering festive lights. Though they weren't the richest, the commoners were well dressed also. The kingdom does not often have these types of celebrations. Only when there is a royal being born, a royal getting married, or when a new royal is crowned. It's very rare for someone to live and see more than two. The average person only lives to see one.
Though, they couldn't enjoy it yet because Harry had to ride his carriage through the floods of people. The king tried his best to interact with everyone who attempted to talk to him. They were people who wanted him to bless their babies, people who wanted to bed him, and people who wanted him to give them money for their struggles. He wished he was able to fulfill every last one of their wishes, besides the sexual ones, but he simply cannot. It could lead to his entire kingdom crumbling. Additionally, it didn't help that he was heavily guarded due to the attack on the kingdom.
As he promised, Zayn stuck close to the young king's side through the whole thing. When he sat down to feast, when he was entertained by the jester, and when he was serenaded by the bard. He stayed far away just enough for nobody to notice that he was there the entire time. Nobody would have noticed anyways due to how bright the king's aura is. He attempted to let his mind read powers free, but all he got was every single person's thoughts, which sounded like a lot of gibberish. Instead, he settled on reading the minds of people he thought looked a little suspicious. It was a bit challenging, but he was able to pull it off. He didn't find anyone to look out for, though.
"I'm surprised you haven't been approached by a beautiful young lady yet." The young king says, motioning to the women that were looking their way and sending them flirtatious waves.
"I'm not here to look for love." Zayn states because he had already found it ten years ago.
"Well, you should at least be having fun." He tells him, grabbing his hands and swinging them to the music.
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Humility (Zarry A.U)
FanfictionIn which Zayn learns a lot about the people he works for.
