Lafayette POV
The early morning arrives as me and my friends boarded the private class in which I feel a little odd. Basically, everyone felt a little off since no one has never experience in a private plane in first class as well. With Angelica sitting beside me since from what Maria told me is that she was going to be my bodyguard though I think most people would think the other way around. Peggy wasn't too concern and by that, I mean jealous since she knew that I and Angelica are just very close friends. Though it was weird that Angelica didn't say anything at all in which I was assuming that she was tried since we woke up pretty early.
I didn't mind waking up early since I guess you could say that I'm a morning person. I always waited for the morning sunrise. Even during the winter season whereas the morning sunrise always brings me warmth as if I did it so many times before. There was always someone with me watching the morning sun slowly rise up to the skies waking up the entire world. It would bring me a smile on my face though I always felt alone and cold. Even during my times in America for the past ten years.
Sighing in silent to myself whereas I felt upset to leave Uncle Jean and Adrienne behind along with my home country. Feeling myself being nervous about seeing the Grand Emperor in London, England. I mean...what if I'm not the lost prince and everything was a waste of time. Just having those thoughts alone were slowly bring me to tears but Angelica gently places her hand on top of my own.
"Laffy, what's wrong?" she asks
"...My life...what if I'm just an orphan that my birth parents didn't want?...What if I'm not the Lost Prince?...would my past define me nothing as a person" I responded bluntly
"Lafayette...your past doesn't define you who you are. It's the present and the future that'll define you as a person and the man you truly want to be"
"And what if I'm the person I want to because of my past, mon ami?"
"Not everyone has a wonderful beginning in their story but they can have a beautiful ending"
Angelica giving me a soft smile on her face before squeezing my hand gently before looking down at the floor. With a small frown forming upon her face in which was quite unusual for her unless something is disturbing her. I have known this girl for a long time ever since I've met her though I felt like I actually saw you once but not where. Perhaps it was a figment or a strange dream I been having lately during our time in France.
"Hey, Laffy" Angelica spoke
"Yeah, Angie" I replied
"If you are the Lost Prince of France. Would you...I mean will you seize the throne?
"Actually, I don't know...though if I am Prince Gilbert then I shall seize the throne. Paris has been praying for their royal prince to return. So if I seize the throne then so be it"
"...But...But if the people that murder the royals...will murder you"
"If I perish for being a royal and then perish I shall mon ami"
Angelica and I suddenly grow silent but wasn't like an uncomfortable silence nor an awkward silence. Though it felt very intense in the air and so we just stop talking but Angelica gently hold for my hand for a little while until she and Peggy switch seats. As the two sisters switch I smile happily at my beloved girlfriend before pressing my lips onto her forehead. Peggy let out a soft giggle before resting her head on my shoulder.
Though I stole a glance at Angelica who was looking straight out of the window as I saw tears rolling her face. Blinking a couple of times before noticing there weren't tears at all, at least that's what I believe. I suddenly felt a slight guilt washing over me but I brush it off. Guess the conversation we just have is taking a great toll on her but I understand. We have been close friends for so long and if I do seize the throne then that means I must stay in Paris where the people wait for me. I'll miss everyone in the gang especially Alexander, George Washington and Martha. They'll always be my family since I never thank them enough for loving me and cherish as if I was their own.
Inhaling and exhaling in silent before happily cuddling with my darling Peggy who has slowly fallen asleep. I slowly felt my eyelids droopy before realizing I was falling asleep as well. I couldn't wait for our journey from Paris to London be over very soon.
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The Lost French Prince
Hayran KurguLafayette 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...
