Lafayette POV
Rushing toward to the sound of Alexander's voice as he called my name from a distance. Though I couldn't help but wonder what just happened in the ballroom. At first, everything was dark and gloomy but suddenly everything came to alive with bright beautiful lights. The ballroom reveals it's golden and cream colors within the entire perimeter. There were people dancing while laughing and enjoying themselves with food and other refreshments. I remember the woman that I was dancing with as everyone watches with soft smiles on their faces. Could she be my birth mother? I don't know anything more. This palace is given so many memories that are either unclear or just unknown to me. The tiny music box was still present in my pocket in which I regret taking it since that doesn't belong to me. At least, that what's I believe but this music box resembles the one that my grandfather has given to me.
Sighing quietly as I dismiss of what just happen within the ballroom as I head to the location where I heard Alexander voice. Suddenly I notice there were more painting within the hallways than the ones within the ballroom. The painting seems to painted not too long ago like the ones we saw on the first floor. They looked recently as if someone painted them about 7 or 8 years ago. Soon, I met up with Alexander and the rest of the gang.
"What is it, mon ami?" I ask
"Look at this painting, it's a picture of you and some man" Alex replied
I looked at him very confused as he pointed the painting right before me. Turning my attention to the painting as I saw the formal dress man I saw in the ballroom. Standing beside him was a young boy perhaps at the age 12 I believe. It felt as if I remember this painting being worked on before but I'm not technically sure. Soon there was a nameplate right next to the painting. Leaning toward the plate reading the words in my mind. King Michel Louis Christophe Motier de La Fayette, age 40 and Prince Gilbert du Motier de la Lafayette age 12. This painting was created way back in 2008 or 2007 but I couldn't see the particular date or year.
"Why...would you assume this would be me?" I question
"Well, you do resemble that little boy right there and besides he's wearing the same locket that you're wearing" Alex responded
"What?"
I directed face to the painting giving it my full attention this time as I barely notice anything strange within it. I saw the young prince wearing a locket that closely resembles my own locket that it even have the same writing on it. I just couldn't believe why does the youngest prince wearing my locket? Were we good friends back then? I don't know anymore.
"Lafayette...do you know what this means?" Alexander asks
"No, not really...nothing makes sense anymore" I confessed
"Lafayette, this painting right here. That prince right there I believe that's you."
"Wait...non non, mon ami. You can't be serious?
Alexander didn't seem to be joking at the moment and everyone else believe that I could actually be Prince Gilbert but that impossible. I don't have a single royal blood within me beside there's no way I could be from a royal family. I'm just a regular person living a normal life in America but as an immigrant and orphan. I mean sure I don't remember my birth family or anything else from my early childhood but me...being a prince. That's impossible...I couldn't be the lost prince that France has been desperate to return...right?
"Lafayette, this could be an honest mistake we might make but this could be it. But you could be the lost prince of France." Alexander comforted
"You honestly believe that I could be Prince Gilbert du Motier de la Lafayette?" I questioned
"It's possible since you don't remember what happened to your family. And no one knows in France what has happened to their Lost Prince. Besides if you are Prince Gilbert than you'll find out the truth of your past and seize the throne that is rightfully yours."
"That is until you can convince the Grand Emperor" Maria responded
We all face our attention to Maria when she made that responded. We knew that she has a rough past about losing her parent's at a young age. Then being in an abusive relationship while she was pregnant with her daughter, Susan. She's a beautiful five-year-old child in which she apparently living with Maria grandfather in London. We always knew that Maria is an expert about royalty and listing out the royal family from the early 1100s to the current royal family to the modern time. We never expect to make a smart remark like that since it's unnatural to her loving and caring personality.
"What do you mean?" I ask
"If you are Prince Gilbert then you must convince the Grand Emperor, himself. Though he's no fool, the Grand Emperor is known to be very strict and rude to those who dare to fool him with a fake prince. So many men tried to play the part but all of them fail. Due to being fooled so many times, the Grand Emperor doesn't want to see many more men unless I made an exception or found the one." Maria responded
"You mean I have to prove the Grand Emperor that I am the Lost Prince?"
"Precisely, since Prince Gilbert du Motier is his darling and youngest grandson and wishes to return alive and safe. But you must take a DNA test has taken a liking to you."
"Maria...how do you know all of this?"
"My Grandfather and I are the Grand Emperor personal knights and right-hand man. And I, Maria Lewis will gladly present you, Prince Gilbert du Motier will proudly reunite you and your grandfather in London, England"
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The Lost French Prince
FanfictionLafayette couldn't remember how he became an orphan or whose parents are. For the past ten years, he wonders about the necklace that he kept ever since it at a young age. Can Lafayette find the answers in his home country of France or possible in Lo...
