[Sequel to Don't Stay Up All Night]
Just as Prince Louis thought he had gotten rid of Harry, he runs into the boy again while he is in Vaelle, a neighbouring kingdom, to marry their princess.
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King Stephen stood at the doorway. The look on his face made it clear that he was furious. Harry stepped away from Louis. His skin went pale.
Stephen marched up to Louis and grabbed the prince by the collar. The fabric chafed the back of Louis' neck. Louis winced at the burning sensation but did not make a sound. Louis avoided Stephen's glare.
"You're pathetic." Stephen derided. "To think I'd let such a nerk marry my daughter!" Stephen let out a fake laugh. "Louis, you are a fool. You'd mess around with this guy instead of the princess?"
Louis remained silent and received the reprimand.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Stephen questioned in his unusually shrill voice.
"It wasn't his fault!" Harry blurted. He would have elaborated but was cut short.
"I asked him, not you." Stephen snapped. "You're Harry, aren't you? The pathetic baker's boy who was kicked out of Ariak."
Harry sighed and gave a small nod. "Yes, your majesty." Harry whispered.
"You!" Stephen shoved Louis and shouted. "I asked you a question." Louis stumbled backwards. He found his balance. Throughout, Louis kept his numb expression.
Harry elbowed Louis to tell him to answer the king.
"Not answering?" Stephen huffed. "I let you into my castle. I house you, I feed you, and this is how you repay me? By cheating on my daughter? I really doubt your sincerity, Louis Tomlinson."
"I was the one who kissed him." Harry confessed, hoping to get Louis into less trouble. "I initiated the kiss. Louis didn't do anything."
"Exactly!" Stephen roared. "He didn't struggle. He didn't call for help. He didn't even push away at the slightest. I saw it. You didn't hold him tightly at all."
Stephen was right. Harry's arms were wrapped loosely around the prince. Louis could have slipped out. It was not as if Harry would force Louis to kiss him if Louis made it clear he did not want to.
"He didn't kiss back." Harry defended Louis.
"He didn't kiss back for at least five seconds. He let you kiss him." Stephen stated.
Harry opened his mouth to speak but he could not find the right words to say. He shut his mouth. His shoulders fell. He turned to Louis. Louis was staring at the floor blankly.
"I cannot believe the both of you." Stephen grunted. "That's it! The wedding is cancelled."
"No," Harry blurted. His eyes widened when he realised he said it but he continued, "Let Louis marry her highness, Princess Danielle. I was the one who made the mistake. I can leave. You'll never see me again. I'll get out of Vaelle. I'm sorry so the trouble I've caused."
"You think I would allow you to just run away from your 'mistake'?" Stephen remarked. He let out a fake laugh before saying sarcastically, "Oh Harry, you are too funny."
Harry shifted his weight on his feet in discomfort.
"Guards!" Stephen ordered. "Take these two to the dungeon."
