five years later
Jacob rounded a corner in full speed. He was on a mission and a very determined one at that. As he sped walked through the castle a lot of the servants and guard bowed their heads and mumbled "Good Afternoon your majesty."
Troye comes back from Spain today.
He was there for two weeks discussing military and money strategies. Troye had also taken the kids with him since it was there country too he decided they should be able to see it.
"Any word on Troye's ship?" Jacob says to one of the guard standing outside.
"Any minute now your majesty, I will have the bell rung so you and your people can welcome his majesty back."
"Thank you please do."
The guard bowed his head before hurrying off to town.
Jacob was excited to see Troye. This was the first time Troye had left since the kids were born. It had felt foreign to Jacob to wake up to an empty bed and a somewhat quiet castle.
The king couldnt join the trip because someone had to stay back and deal with things and Jacob deemed himself better at dealing with matters in England rather than Spain.
When Jacob got to the courtyard he saw a lot of commoners smiling, awaiting their kings return. When they caught Jacob's eye they all bowed their heads. The other king returned the favor before standing with the guards and servants.
A trumpet had blared signaling that the boat was finally docked back in its native land. Troye.amd his two kids stepped down the ramp as someone yelled.
"Please welcome his royal majesty King Sivan. Accompanied by Prince James and Princess Laurelle."
It was common for royals to name their kids after someone before them. Troye was names after his great grandfather. Although for their son they decided it was best to name him after Alexandria's father. Making sure his death wasn't forgotten. Laurelle had Alexandria's name being her middle, Troye had always promised he would name his daughter after his mother.
Jacob walked over to his family. His little girl started running before Jacob picked her up in his arms. The four of them looked over at the commoners and smiled and waved.
Once the excitement died down and the people went back to their day to day lives. Jacob looked over at Troye.
"How was Spain?"
Troye grabbed James' hand and the four of them started to the castle. "Endless. Their currency is different from ours, it took a day an a half to persuade them to using our currency system. I'll have to go back in a few months to help them with that."
"Well do you wanna know what will make you feel better?" Jacob asked and Troye shrugged.
"A trip to town."
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"Father can we go play with the other kids?" James said as they walked through town.
Troye nodded his head. "Go right ahead, just be careful."
James and Laurelle scurried off with the other kids. Troye and Jacob watched lovingly before Jacob nudged Troye. When Troye looked at him Jacob gestured a little ways down the dirt road.
Knowing what Jacob was talking about Troye followed him down the dirt road and to a stomped out patch that led to a little area that started it all.
When they got there Jacob grabbed Troye and pulled their lips together. "I've been waiting to do that." He says.
"And I've been waiting for you to do that?" Troye says smiling.
Jacob looked around. "You ever wonder what ot would be like if we never came to this place?"
"Everyday," Troye says picking up there wooden swords. "Alexandria would still be here, but so would Hunter."
"I haven't heard you say that name since Laurelle's baptize," Jacob said.
"Her death still doesnt feel real," Troye says. "Like Evan was just playing a trick on us... you think she happy?"
Jacob looks up at the sky. "A hundred percent."
Troye tosses Jacob a wooden sword. "Come on, you know Alexandria would have our head of we were sad. Let's have a duel... like when we were younger."
Jacob smiled before taking the first swing at Troye. Troye jumped back before lunging at Jacob. In on fluid motion Jacob spun dodging the attack.
Although that's just what Troye wanted because in a flash Troye his Jacob's legs and he fell down, but not without taking Troye down with him. Troye landed on top of Jacob, both were out of breath.
"You know for a royal," Troye says.
"You are pretty flimsy with a sword."
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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.