What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet
~Shakespeare - Romeo and Juliet~
Truer words have never been spoken. If only other people would see things that way. Does it matter to love who is who in this world? Do they look at one's name, fortune,... to one's title, to decide which souls are destined to be together. A soul has no name or title, it is simply a soul that's longing for a soulmate that can fill the void in his heart.
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It was already 10 PM and Heine was sitting alone in his room, the letter laying in front of him. Again with the talking... There was nothing to discuss, his mind was already made up. Viktor just had to accept this no matter what. He was an adult so he knew he could accept this. On top of that, he was a king and he had to realize that he had no choice. How many times did he have to make it clear?
Heine looked up from a knock at the door and debated on whether or not to open the door. Then again, it didn't matter if he replied or not, they would just walk in. The best thing to do was to simply open the door and see what they wanted him for. His facial expression showed no emotion as he opened the door, only to find the King's High Steward.
What a surprise... Viktor has send him to come and get him.
"His Majesty requests your presence in his study."
The polite request came, the Steward, bowing the slightest bit with his hand placed over his chest.
Clearly, Viktor didn't take no for an answer. Such a stubborn man. Heine replied with a brief nod before following the Steward quietly through the corridors until they reached the study, the guards already having been dismissed apparently.
As the King gave them permission to enter, Heine's face fell to the ground, a grim expression plastered on his face like a mask. The Steward retired and for the night as well and Heine didn't waste moment to give Viktor a piece of his mind.
"I see a King has a lot of advantages, such as getting others to retrieve people even though those people may not want to talk to you. I thought I was clear in my letter, meeting each other has become too risky and I am not planning on being the one to jeopardize everything you have worked so hard for to achieve."
There, cards on the table. Now was the time for Viktor to do the same thing.
All Viktor did was smile sadly at Heine, getting up from his chair and walking up towards the little professor.
"Why don't we go out for a walk."
He simply said, earning him an infuriated glare from Heine.
"Viktor, have you even listened to what I said or are you purposely ignoring me?
The smaller male was right in front of Viktor in no time, looking anything but pleased.
"I am here now, we might as well discuss this right here, right now."
Defying Viktor like this might not have been the best idea as one moment he had both feet planted firmly on the ground and the next he was being carried outside, not in any position to fight him on this one for now but he could still say something about it.

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Lessons of the heart
FanfictionHeine Wittgenstein has been the Royal Tutor for several months now and has made some great progress with the princes. They have come to trust him unconditionally but he often wonders if he is truly worthy of their trust as he is carrying yet another...