The Kingdom Heir

Chapter 9: La Folie

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Prince Sherlock Holmes

"Sherlock, what the hell was doing Prince John here?" Mycroft came into the room whining like always and making a drama scene

Why does he always had to interrupt?! He had to be right behind me the whole time to breathe on my neck so he assured I did nothing stupid

"He heard me playing and followed the sound I guess" I answered rolling me eyes

"What did you tell him? So  can go and try to fix it, did you insult him?" Mycroft began the questioning

"What?! I did not do such a thing!" I defended and put my violin back on its case

"What? Do not tell me that you finally saw reason and began watching what you said?" My brother asked surprised and in shock

"No, I assure you, I behaved as my normal charming self" I assured Mycroft scowling

"And he was not insulted or wanted to hit you with a pitch jar?!" Mycroft inquired surprised

"No, he was more amused" I decided

"Unbelievable!" Mycroft exclaimed and raised his arms to the ceiling

"Besides you do not need to apologise, I already did" I fired back without thinking

"You apologised to him?! You never apologise... to anyone" Mycroft was speechless for the first time in years

"So? I fell like it" I said trying to let him see as a meaningless thing

"You fell like it? Did you hit your head or are you sick with a parasite that controls your brain and actions?!" Mycroft mocked

"No, did you broke your diet?" I inquired smirking

Mycroft pressed his lips together 

"Sherlock, stop acting like a child, your childish behaviour is exhausting to put up with" Mycroft sighed and pinched his nose bridge

"Whatever, leave me now alone with my thoughts" I rolled my eyes and turned around giving Mycroft my back

"Very well, goodnight Sherlock" Mycroft said and left the room closing the door behind him

I could not sleep that night because I could not stop thinking about the whole encounter with Prince John. I was speechless for the first time in a long long time and I did not know what to do. I was stressed because I had to decide who I would spend the rest of my life with, the fact that no one could know that I had magic, that I liked the cousin of one of my future to be wife, that my archenemy was going to be under my nose and above all that I had to be in a tournament I did not want to participate.

My life at this point was utterly stressful and I had so many distractions thrown in my way. I hated to see James Moriarty having fun with John tonight! I hated that John was a mystery I could not answer and that he still was full of surprises! I hated the way John treated me because he made me feel appreciated, John had only been kind to me and he thought I was a good man which no one thought around here... they called me arrogant, freak and posh.