Welcome To The Hetakingdom (Hetalia Ff)

Chapter 4

Meanwhile, with Antonio and Prince Lovino

After Antonio had closed the secret door behind them, Lovino pulled him down a short tunnel, that lead them into the privat garden of the castle.
They found themselves behind a groupe of marble statues that were placed along the wall of the castle, for decoration.
"Where do we run?" Antonio asked, frantically looking around.
The garden was empty and usually unguarded, unless the royal family spends time outside.
Lovino looked at his secret lover, with a determined look on his face. "We don't-a run..." He said and pulled Antonio with him. They rounded a corner of the castle and ended up behind... the stables. "We ride-a." Lovino finished.
He let go of Antonio's hand, who just stood there, surprised by this bold plan. The young Prince, quickly saddled a proud looking horse. The mane was pearl-white and the rest of the body was a cold steal-grey. "Do you know-a how to ride-a a horse?" Prince Lovino asked as, he put the reigns on the horse.
A bit sheepish, the musician looked away and shook his head. "No..." he admitted.

The Prince stopped in his tracks for a second, before grabbing Antonio's hand and the two bags. "Well-a! No time to teach you now!" He exclaimed, as he ushered his  lover towards the horse. Antonio climbed in the saddle, very clumsily and looked at the Prince.
Lovino quickly grabbed two cloaks from the back of the stables, gave one to Antonio and put one on himself. "To make-a it harder to identify-a us." He explained and swung himself in the saddle, in front of Antonio. "Hold-a on!" He shouted and let the reigns whip. The horse neighed loudly and went into a sprint. Antonia barley managed the grab around Lovinos waist, and not fall down.

The two of them had run for half a day till some interesting news reached them: The prince was told to be kidnapped by a bad Spanish musician and brought him outside the castle to take the money from the kingdom.
Prince Lovino knew instantly that this must be the doings of the king who didn't want himself to look bad for forcing his son into an arranged married. Instead he made it look like his lover abducted the prince to satisfy his own needs.
Lovino w got very angry. How could his father do something so dirty without having a second thought?? It was his own decision after all to live on as an average person just like the other people in this kingdom. Together with his beloved Antonio.

The Spaniard was just as shocked about this lie, as the young Prince. He did not know how to feel about all of this.

The sun was at its peak, shining its warm rays down onto earth. It was pleasantly warm and the horse had slowed down to a trot, when they had reached the edge of the last village, belonging to the kingdom. They were now traveling through grassy  paths. To their left, a nearly endless field of grass, so luscious and green and to their left, a few feet away, a small creek, quietly flowing. Behind the creek layed the edge of a forest; its trees raising high in the air, and a soft breeze made their leaves rustle.
The two lovers had barely talked since they heared the news about the "kidnapping" of the prince.
Antonio finally gathered enough courage to speak up. "Lovino... you know you do not have to do this... I shouldn't have made you disobey your father..." he sounded almost shameful.
Suddenly the horse came to a suddenly stop and Lovino quickly turned his head around. An angry expression was on his face. "What-a do you-a mean "I should-a not have disobeyed my father?! Do you not-a want this-a?"
Antonio quickly interrupted: "S-si! I DO want you here, with me! I love you!"
"Exactly! And-a I love-a you too! So why-a in hell would-a I want to go back? My-a father has-a no say over my-a life! And he has-a nothing on-a his mind but his reputation, anyway! I never thought-a he would stoop that-a low! I do not-a want to be-a the son of a King, who judges on-a such old-fashioned levels-a! I don't-a care if he is the King-a! I don't care if-a he thinks you are-a not good for me! I love you! I do not want-a to see him!"
Lovino's face had become, red with anger, but slowly tears stared to fill his light-brown eyes. The way his father reacted, was nothing he had expected and it had hit him hard.

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A/N Thanks to those who have actually read this brainfart so far!

And sorry for the long waiting times.
My friend and I are in our last year of Highschool, meaning school sucks even more than usual aaaaaand we are pretty clueless about where this story is supposed to go...

Ideas are greatly appreciated ^-^"