Chapter 2

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I knocked softly on the tall wooden door which was immediately opened by Zayn. Zayn, unlike me, wasn't invisible. Prince Louis knew about him.

"Thanks Harry."

"One cold lemonade with three teaspoons of sugar." I said, "Just how he likes it."

Zayn nodded and smiled. I smiled back and turned around to go back to the kitchen. I'd grown to know Prince Louis like the back of my hand. I know his favorite foods, drinks, and even hobbies. I've seen him a few times and I understand why all the women are after him.

His dark hair compliments his eyes, his nose fits his face, and his everything compliments his title. At the age of 18, Prince Louis of Merendel had every living creature attracted to men, attracted to him.

Rich, powerful, well educated, attractive, and the only heir to the throne, that was Prince Louis for you. But he was also a pampered brat. King Simon spoils Louis rotten. I suppose he wishes for his son to never know what it is to suffer. This, I believe, is a mistake.

"A king should know the suffering of his people."

"Excuse me?" Liam said.

"Sorry, I was just thinking out loud I guess." I told him.

A few hours later I got the all clear from Zayn. Prince Louis was finally asleep. He wouldn't wake until the morning.

I walked out of the palace into the cold cobble streets of Merendel. I made my way from the rich section of the city and into the poorer section. As an employee of the castle, I had enough food and clothing to live quite comfortably. Others didn't have such luck.

The people here knew me. For the past two years I came as often as I could to give them bread from the castle. The same bread that the King and Prince had left to rot.

"Thank you Harry. I don't know where my family would be without you." Marcus, and old man I had helped said.

Marcus was a poor farmer with a growing family. His children were growing and needed proper care.

"I wish I could do more." I said.

"What you do is more than enough." he said, and I smiled fondly.

Back in the castle the royals, nobles, and even the servants get a good education, good food, good clothes, a good life. The King could supply for all his people, but he ignored the suffering.

The humble people of this part of the city were so full of life and fun.

"Where's little Theo?" I asked eager to see my favorite little boy.

"He's not well, we fear he'll leave us." Marcus said.

"Let me see him."

Marcus led me to his small hut and showed me the way to a small room. Little Theo was laying on a straw bed, shivering from the cold. I immediately took my coat off and put it over the shivering boy.

I stayed all night next to Theo, I got no sleep that night. I did all I could, but little Theo wasn't getting any better.

"I'll bring you some medicine. I promise."

And with that I made my way to the castle just as the sun was rising.

I tried getting some sleep but failed. As soon as I got in bed Liam burst into my room. Prince Louis woke up early and he was hungry.

I dragged myself out of bed and changed. Then, I made my way into the kitchen to prepare Prince Louis's breakfast.

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