Louis walks through the market place, looking at all the stands that were there. It really is brilliant, all the people who make and sell things. He smiles as he stops at one of the stands and looks at a silk piece that was laying on the table. The vendor comes over to him and says, "that piece is worth £380." Louis looks up at the man and looks into his green eyes. He looks almost identical to the boy Louis just ran into, just older, around his dad's age. Louis smiles and politely says, "oh, I'm just looking. Excuse me." He then wanders off towards the palace.
Once he reaches the palace, he's met with his mom's, Johanna's, stern face. "And where have you been Louis William Troy Tomlinson?" He winces as she uses his second middle name. He hates when she uses that name. When she uses that name, he knows he's in trouble. He shrugs and walks past her, into the big dining room. The dining room had brown, wood-looking wallpaper/paint, and many, many, pictures of the royal family hung on them, most of which were his ancestors. The floor was made of marble and granite. The big table was made of wood from the trees in the Amazon, the chairs too. Louis sits down at the dinner table, taking off his bag, hanging it on the chair. He also takes off his glasses and his beanie. "Louis, I believe your mother asked you a question." His dad was quick to jump in to bombarding Louis with questions. Louis sighs and looks at his father and mother. "I went out. Can't I just go out without having you both down my throat?" His father gives him a stern look, his gaze not faltering. "Louis Tomlinson, you will not talk to us in such a manner. We birthed you. You can't treat us like one of your friends." Louis rolled his eyes. "You didn't birth me. Mother did." He nodded at the servant who brought the food to them. He prays a silent prayer, then picks up his utensils and starts eating. They were having medium rare steak with a side of baked potato with some rich wine that Louis can't bother to know the name of. Soon enough, they were done with their food and Louis was excusing himself from the table. He's had enough of his parents for one day. He gets into his pajamas which were pure silk, but still pretty soft. He gets into his king-sized bed with royal blue silk sheets and turns off his lamp, shutting his eyes and going to sleep.
