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"You're upset," Jacob said. "Why."
Troye dropped the grape he was about to eat back into the basket before resting his head on Jacob's shoulder. "I'm reliving things that I'd rather be kept down." He says.
"Your mom and dad?" Jacob says.
Troye sighs. "Everything," He gets up and stands in front of Jacob. "I feel like I'm living a double life between the court and you... then you add Alexandria. I just don't know how much of this I can take."
"Then don't."
Troye laughs. "My uncle wants my head on a pike so h3 can rule England and Spain. If he even suspects that I perfer to court men he won't even have to plot my death."
"I know you cant court me," Jacob says standing up. "At least bot whilst you uncle is regent... I'm saying that I could get my way into court."
Troye raises an eyebrow. "How?"
"By saving your life of course," Jacob says.
The young prince laughs. "You say that with such ease."
"Think about it," The taller boy says. "You could easily stage an attack on one of your royal carriages and me, the ever so handsome savior, will swoop in and save you and Princess Alexandria."
Troye crosses his arms. "Let's sat we pull this off and you are knighted into court, I have no doubt my father told my uncle about you."
Jacob grabs Troye's hands and holds them in his own. "He won't suspect us and besides," Jacob says with a smirk. It would be nice to see you more... you know, I'm a sucker for a man in power." He says before kissing Troye.
The young prince kissed back before pulling away and resting their foreheads together. "What if he figures it out... figures us out, he'd have you hanged."
"Then I guess he can't figure it out."
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Troye was dusting in his mom's room as Jacob's plan went over and over in his head. It was a crazy one to say the least, a crazy one that might work.
"I know your secret." Alexandria says leaning against the door.
Troye looked up in the mirror and looked back at Alexandria who had a little smile on her face. "I..." Troye cleared his throat. "I don't have a uh... I don't have a secret."
"Oh come on," She says with a laugh. "It's obvious, all the times you're away from the castle. I'm okay with it, really."
Troye turns around and raises an eyebrow. "You are?"
"Yeah," Alexandria said. "You could've just told me you've taken up a mistress. I'm surprised you haven't told me sooner. I was the one gave you the idea in the first place."
She then walks up to Troye and places a hand on the side of his face. "I must admit though," She says. "I've grown quite fond of you Troye... maybe even jealous."
"There isn't one." Troye says.
The young princess pulls her hand away from Troye's face. "What?"
"How would you like to go for a ride," Troye says. "In-In one of the royal carriages... I think we should have a proper time together."
Alexandria smiled. "I'll grab my cloak." She says before walking out of the room.
Troye walks back over to the mirror and looks at himself and sighs. "This better work Jacob," He says.
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The ride in the carriage was a quiet one. Neither of them said anything, both were looking at the scenery. Every once in awhile Alexandria would look at Troye who kept his eyes solely on the road.
"Hey," Alexandria said. "Are you looking for something. You haven't torn your eyes away from the door's window since we've left the castle... afraid we might get attacked or something." She says with a laugh.
Troye gives Alexandria a look that gave her the answer she wanted. Troye takes of his crown and sighs. "We... just haven't been away from the castle like this since the Summer Solstice Festival."
"You think your uncle might try something?" Alexandria says.
"Perfect time to do it," Troye says.
Alexandria simply shrugs and looks back out the small window of the carriage. As she did Troye played with his mothers ring that was on a chain around his neck.
When the carriage stopped Alexandria looked over at Troye. The young prince put a finger of his lips signalling her to be quiet. She nodded her head and sat back. Whoever Jacob found to pretend to be bandits was doing a good ob because Troye was actually becoming scared.
It wasn't until the carriage door was kicked in and the young monarchs were thrown out that Troye knew that these people weren't acting.
"Sorry your highnesses," One of them said with fake sympathy. "But I'm getting paid in too much gold to let this one go."
"If-if it's gold you want," Alexandria says. "We can double whatever it is they are paying you." The bandit holding Alexandria tightened their grip causing her to choke.
The bandit laughs before the one holding Troye whispers in his ear. "You know," He says. "I've always wanted to run you through."
Before the bandit had the chance to "run him through" an arrow hit the blade forcefully knocking it out of his grip. Troye looked and saw Jacob standing with a bow in his grip and two other people he didn't know.
He grabs another arrow and cocks his bow back ready to fire again. "Call it warning shot," He says. "The next one won't be."
The bandits looks at each other before pushing the monarchs. "I ain't getting paid enough for this." One of them says.
Alexandria quickly runs over to Troye and wraps her arms around his neck. Troye is taken aback before timidly hugging her back. Jacob looked down as it was kinda awkward watching them hug.
"Your highnesses," Jacob says bowing his head. "I hope you're alright."
Troye pulls away from the young princess and stands next to her. "Thanks to you we are."
"We should bring him back to the castle," Alexandria said gaining her composure. "He saved our lives Troye surely there must be something we can do for him."
Troye looks over at Jacob who just shrugs befor looking back over at Alexandria. "I'm sure there is something we can do."
"Of course we'll need to send word to the castle about sending another carriage," Troye says. "It seems the bandits knocked out our men."
Jacob looks at the two men beside him. "I'm sure we can help with that." He says with a lottle smile.
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Fanfictionafter the assassination of his king and queen, young monarch, troye sivan, finds himself dealing with a lot more than politics.