Thy Gay Prince

Chapter 13

"Wake up!"

"Huh?"

"Wake up you fool, your father is waiting in the dining room!" I open my eyes to see Valencia staring at me.

"Okay, okay." I sit up.

I had slept in the infirmary right next to Noah. He was still sleeping and I didn't want to startle him awake. I stand up and head for my room. Sadly I have to pass by the dining room to get there.

I snuck by my father and up the stairs. Opening the doors to my room I snuck through. I sigh, I hope that the plan will kick itself into play one day. I can't keep hiding from the king like this. I change into a new set of clothes and take off my red cloak.

I hop downstairs for breakfast. It was eggs and bread again. I hoped Noah will get better again, food wasn't the same without him. It didn't have the same taste. My father didn't speak much to me, he never does.

But he did move Valencia closer to him. She now sat beside him and I sat on her right. That's the queens spot, that or if the queen is not at the table for the event, it's the princes spot. I wonder if he's proposed yet. Valencia doesn't look too happy in her spot, but I wasn't going to ask her about it.

After dinner I was leaving to go to the infirmary but my father grabs my hand. I turn to see his happy face. I can only guess what he's done now. I glare at him.

"What have you done now?" I ask and he gives me a dirty glare.

"Son I really wish you wouldn't use that tone with me."

"Okay." I roll my eyes.

"Well I want your opinion on something." He looks nervous. "But I don't think you will like the subject."

"What is it?"

"Well, Valencia." He looks at me with a plea in his eye.

"What is there to talk about?"

"How would you feel if I proposed to her tonight, we'd have a big dinner maybe even a ball..." My father goes on and on.

"Wait you said tonight?!" I yell.

"Well yes... That's why I thought you wouldn't like the topic." My father says.

Our plan was going to have to go into effect much faster than I thought. I am going to have to hold a meeting or something.

"Father I don't think that's a good idea." I look down at my shoes.

"Well I do." My father looks at me.

I hated him. I hated everything about him. The way he holds his posture, his voice, even his face structure. I hated that I looked like him and not my mother. I heard she was the most beautiful woman in the kingdom. No, I look like my father, the king, the most annoying selfish being in the planet. All he cares about is himself.

"Father do you even care about how she feels about you?" I ask.

"Yes..." My father pauses.

"That's what I thought." I walk away from him towards the infirmary.

Noah is up now and sees me enter. I walk near the ice box and grab him some more ice. It was hours later that then Valencia walks in with Lily. They both grab wooden chair and sit down. It was dark out now with stars shining bright.