Can We Do That Right This Time?

1) Why you do this to me woman?

"junk, junk, oh here it is."
"Here's what?" I asked
"Nothing" Mom said with a smile. That smile only meant one thing, impending doom.
"What'd I do this time?" "Nothing you did, but if I say, your not going to believe me Eren."

"Ugh, just tell me" I groaned. "It's a letter from Larry about his son, Lucer-
"Yeah and what about him did he get eaten by a shark? Ran over by a train? I'll gladly go to the funeral though" I said faking tears. "I really wish I could've seen him die myself"

"Lucer's not dead Eren!" Mom shouted. "Larry invited us to visit for the summer to discuss political affairs and he said his sons are very exited. I've already replied and he is expecting us next week."

• • •

"Oh no what exactly did you put in that letter to Queen Sylvas now?" I asked "They are not staying for the summer. Nope, not Sylvas, not her spoiled dog, not Lilli, and especially not Eren. She can suck my dick."

"Language!"
"But still why'd you invite them over dad they're all so prissy and annoying, furthermore last time they were here-"

"Three years ago"

"Eren and her bitch ass friend went in and tore up all of the pages in my brand new advanced spell book, and clipped all of mom's roses from our garden because she lost a game of rat screw."
"She's surely grown up since then. Sylvas has told many stories of her achievements. And Lili is certainly becoming a fine young lady."
"Sylvas is just showing off to look better. They haven't changed a bit." I said turning to leave the room. "I'm going for a walk"

The walls were a blur as I ran past the gaurds and servants to our beautiful garden in the back. All of Mom's blue roses were finally back to their rightful state after the tourture they had endured. She had even planted those herself.
Sitting on the stone bench I cupped one in my hand, the soft petals remind me of when she would come in my room at night whenever I had a nightmare. Mom would sit with me whispering sweet nothings as she would soothe me back to sleep and stayed until I was out cold.

I sit there getting lost in my thoughts by the time nighttime rivals my ability to see flowers any longer. Dragging myself to my room I wish for the good old days.
Back when mom was alive and healthy, when I didn't have to worry so much about being a 'proper' Prince and all these boring political disputes. Back when I could run around with my friends and not have a care in the world. Back before I had to grow up.

• • •

A week later:

"Do you have everything packed Lili?"I asked "Yes. Momma even came to double check."she said. "I can't wait to see Laurie again, and spin around and around in those fancy hallways, and swim in the pool all the time!"
"Hey calm down, you were like 5 the last time we saw them. You can't remember that much." I stated
"Can too!"
"Says who?"
"Says momma! She remembers everything!"
"Of course she said that. She just wants you to not end up like me and Lucer. I'd just cut my losses at this point."
"So when are you going to sleep little one?" One of our servants peeked though the open door. It's our butler, Anne she was assigned to Lili when she was born and Lili absolutely adores her. So much she started talking about being a butler when he grows up. It's scary.

"Shouldn't you be making you way to bed as well Eren?" Anne asked. "It's nearing 10 and you have a big day tomorrow."
"Eh I don't even want to go. Who cares how much sleep I get."
"Eren. Just go to sleep."
"Yes mom."

Reluctantly, I trudged to my room in the dim lightning. Staring out the window into the night sky I think back to when I was Lili's age. Back then I didn't have to act as an impeccable example to our people. Not that I lothe it or anything, I actually quite like it, but it gets increasingly harder to smile and wave to every jackass that 'accedently' gropes you in public.

Having a reputation in opposing kingdoms as a primadonna getting around isn't going to be easy, while being born with my 'mother's assets' makes me an automatic future sex symbol, old perverts and horny teenage boys alike biting their nails to the bone waiting for my 18th birthday.
Visiting Lucer would make this worse.

Word has gotten around that I'm 'a sweet piece of ass' ready to get down anytime. Especially with his social circle, and he has a reputation of being a huge pervert himself like he's the ringleader. Just great. He's honestly the horniest fucker I've ever heard of.
Lucer was annoying when we were kids, and girls had cooties so he and all his friends would chase me and Toralei around the city until we got chased out by a small business owner for knocking down his merch. Now he goes out partying wakes up with a different whore in his bed each morning. Great Prince isn't he?

Approaching my room fatigue catches up to me as my head hits the pillow and I crash to a long night of dumb dreams about Lucer's dumb face.