Chapter 1 - ashton

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Last night I dreamt of a murderer killing their victim but everything was so blurred yet it seemed so livid. I couldn't identify either of their faces, whether it was real or not, I keep getting dreams like this but I could never figure out what it means. I couldn't imagine such a thing happening to anyone.

Well, I am just a prince living in a kingdom so what should I know? The attention, the riches, the charming features, is what everyone thinks I am.

As a boy, I was always being told how I need to set everyone's expectations. Sometimes that's all I live by. The fear of disappointing my family and others is up high but I do live a little beside disappointing people around you.

I go by the seashore to get away from everything.

I go and disguise myself in the best possible way so that I don't look like Prince Ashton Fletcher Irwin.

I get a couple of drinks from the tavern, go around town and don't go back home 'till morning sets. I won't lie, as much as I have to live by the high expectations, sometimes it does feel good to live life as a royal.

I don't exactly have much friends, technically I'd just say one friend whose name is Michael. He has royal blood, like me, so obviously we were bond to meet one day. I was seventeen when I first met Michael, and he was about sixteen at the time. We mostly spent our lives doing everything together. Just to think I'll be living as king next year is bizarre, overwhelming, and weird.

I knew I had to become king one day, it just came up so quickly I haven't had time to process things. Everything went by so fast. I'm just nineteen years old, just hold on a second, I don't know the first thing about being a king. At least, not all about it.

So, yeah, that's why I've been running away far away from home. I probably shouldn't but I am, it's not that it's anyone fault for me being born from the royal blood or anything, I'm not ready.

There are guard sent all over the region to find me but lucky for me, I'm no dumbass. I have used my skill to disguise myself. I kind of look like a whole new person minus my recognizable face but besides that, no one notices. I keep my head down mostly during the day.

I feel somewhat free, no one notices me, I'm not being chased at by girls or any guards to keep me safe for no assassin assurance and I'm not being asked questions by every girl in the ball room saying, "Will you marry me?". I always thought about having a relationship with a woman but no one seems like "The One" for me.

Michael is like a best friend to me and currently, he's helping me out, well, we're helping each other out at the moment. He decided that if I was running away from home, he would be coming with me. He didn't even want to think about being alone and having no one to talk to everyday in the kingdom.

I helped him out with his disguise and he did his own thing, such as dying his hair. When I saw that he had dyed his hair, my eyes widen at the sight of it and overreacted a bit, but it wasn't my fault, I mean what part of disguise does he not get?

I told him, "What are you thinking?! It'll only drive people's attention! Not away!"

But turns out, people stayed away from us even more. Hanging out with someone who has dyed hair? People stay away thinking their weird and that you're weird. I didn't care what most people thought, I just didn't want to go back what's called home.

Michael turned to me and said, "See? I told you."

I only rolled my eyes at him.

We were walking around town when I saw a recognizable guard. I grabbed at Michael's wrist and started pulling him back with me. All the guards who know me, don't know about my disguise but this one does. And if he see's me, I'm doomed and it's going to be the end for me and Michael.

Michael didn't know what caught my eye but he still let me drag him back anywhere else than near the guard. We both both turned around and left to our hideout in the woods near the town.

"We leave at night." I say as I slowly started packing up my things from the ground.

Michael furrowed his brows and asked "Why? Is that why you grabbed at me and started pulling me away so suddenly? Did you see someone, a guard?"

I sighed and stopped at what I was doing. I look at Micheal. "Yes, I saw someone. and we need to leave as soon as possible." I looked back and continued my packing but Michael stopped me from doing so. "You're not answering my question. Why? If it's a guard, they won't be able to recognize us anyways so why should it matter?"

"He's my personalized knight, to protect me. I don't know why my father assigned me with one. I'm perfectly fine on my own. For heavens sake, I'm older than him! But..."

"But...?"

"But, he wasn't just a personalized knight, he was my friend too, like me and you. We got to know each other more and he knows I go out disguised looking and he knows what I look like when I do. Which is why we leave today, at night. Now hurry up and pack."

Michael was still not satisfied with my answer but he left the conversation like that and nodded, heading to pack his stuff too.

I let out a breath in relief. That's the last thing I would want to talk about at this moment besides me being the king and ready to rule very soon. We both waited 'till the sun started to go down. We were in between a warm heat of fire and silence.

The moon came up and we headed out the opposite of this town. It felt like we were walking for miles since all we could see is fields but we barley got anywhere. The only thing that matters is that we're nowhere near the kingdom. I got really careless all the sudden by walking very slow and got lazy of walking which was a mistake that I made for Micheal and I.

Someone came up to us from behind, calling out to us and it seemed like they were riding a horse from afar. As they got closer, we both slowly turned around and my eyes looked up and suddenly started widening, as the guard's eyes were too, I realize who he was.

He was only looking at me at me, not Michael. He didn't know what to say but we both said something at the same time.

"Ashton?"

"Luke?!"

To be continued...

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