"Your Majesty. It is time to wake up." The sunlight shone in my face as my butler, Jean- Jacques Leroy, spread the curtains out, tying them in place. I lazily sat up and brushed my platinum hair out of my face.
"What would you like for breakfast, Your Excellency?" The black haired butler pulled out some clothes from my wardrobe, slipping socks onto my bare feet.
"Just a blood orange black tea, Mr. Leroy."
"Yes, My Lord. I'll fetch it right away." As my butler make his exit, my mind wandered to the dream I had during the night.
"Yuri..." I looked at the door to see my famous and most talented jester, Yuri Plisetsky pass by the door.
"Mr. Plisetsky!" I heard the softening footsteps quickly grow louder as Mr. Plisetsky opened the door.
"You summoned me, Your Highness?"
"Bring me Yuri Federov."
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The Tale of a Sleeping Prince | Vikturi
FanfictionThe King of Russia, Viktor's father, had found a baby boy hidden in the castle's storage room. However this was no ordinary child. This was the unwanted Prince of Japan. No one knew of their child, so the King took him in as a servant to protect him...
