chapter two

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"Louis, are you listening?" Queen Evelina asked.

"No." Louis said back.

Evelina sighed.
"Louis, I know you don't want to do this, but it's just the way it has to be. I'm really sorry, darling."

"Whatever. Let's go set up the ballroom. Maybe at least the gorgeous room will take my mind off of this."

They walked arm-in-arm to the ballroom.

"Did you meet the new maid? Isn't he so small and adorable?" Evelina asked.

"I mean...." Louis said.

"My bad. Stupid question. I just figured that you need a male maid since you are about to be surrounded by bunches of girls for the next few months."

"That's actually a really good idea. Thank you." Louis said.

Then they reached the ballroom.

"So what needs to be done?" Louis asked.
"Well, we need to decide a color. Fancy white?"
Louis stood in thought for a few seconds.
"No. Let's make it green. Like a sea green. I think it's a beautiful color. Especially when it's someone's eye color." Louis said.

Suddenly they heard a crash. Louis looked up to see Harry staring right at him, with broken plates all around him.

Louis quickly walked over.
"You alright, mate? It's ok. It's only a few plates." Louis smiled up at him.

"Y-y-yeah. I'm s-s-sorry. I don't know what g-g-got into me." Harry whispered.

Louis stood up and put a hand on Harry's shoulder. Harry jumped and whimpered. He shrugged Louis' hand away.

Louis looked at him confusedly.

"Uh, I tore my shoulder muscle at the gym, and it's really sore."

"Oh. That's alright, mate. I'll ask for someone to get you patched up-"
"NO!" Harry yelled.
"No. Don't do that. I'll be fine. I'm very sorry for dropping the plates, Your Highness." Harry swiftly walked out of the ballroom.

Louis' mom walked up behind him.
"What was that all about?"
"He accidentally dropped some plates. That's it."
"Alright. Let's continue, shall we?"

And for the rest of the day, Louis prepared for tomorrow. The day when the rest of his life started.

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Yo. Lol. I'm so excited. I actually have a lot planned.

raina
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