Breakfast was very awkward between the young royals. Alfonso and Eve had sat right next to each other for moral support. The two didn't have sex that night, the just held one another in their arms. Eve had never felt this way towards a man before, she had always thought Charles would have swept her off her foot by now. Alfonso thought the same, that he would rule the Pourtguese kingdom alone and unmarried. However, when he was with Eve he thought about running away with her and living their lifes as normal people. As he brushed that beautiful thought out of his head, he continued to eat his pancakes completely oblivious to Lady Eve staring at him with infactuation.
Estella didn't touch any part of her food, fearing the French had poisoned it. It all made sense, why else would you invite your enemies heir? She was the only legitimate Turkish child. Her father had sons with other women outside his marriage, and when he finally settled down he had a girl. "Estella? Are you alright?" Bridget asked her. "I'm confused but nevertheless fine Bridget" she softly smiled. "We can't stay silent forever" Juan interrupted. "Oh mon dieu" Louis complained. "What is it Louis? No drama?" Caternia teased as she ate her bacon. "Cat, not now" Victoria pleaded. "No Victoria, nows the best time" George said. Eve rolled her eyes and squeezed Alfonso's thigh to get her attention. She successfully got his attention and he gently squeezed her cheeks getting the attention from Charles and Rena, sharing jealous looks.
"This is ridiculous" Amaré says. "Tell me about it" George agrees with her and rubbing her back. "I usually don't speak in drama, but we need to push this past us. We get it Louis and Caternia are fucking and there was a secret affair between parents but there is a storm coming, a life threating one thats what we need to be focusing on, not who's fucking who or nobody will be fucking anyone because we'll be dead" Charles explains. "I agree" Alfonso chimes in. Eve and Bridget also nod simultaneously and laugh together at the simple action shared between them. "Then it's settled, classes will not proceed because we'll plan for protection, I will notify my father immediately" Louis exclaimed, excusing himself to speak with his father. "I could be in India" Rena says quietly as tears poured down her soft face.
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oblivion
Historical Fictionob·liv·i·on əˈblivēən/ noun 1. the state of being unaware or unconscious of what is happening. young heirs from different countries attend an academy that teaches leadership and modesty. when a war erupts from two countries, the heirs face tramatic...