(Third book) Philip Hamilton X Reader: The almost truth can beguile

-Chapter 28: Impossible-

"You don't work here, do you?" Arahz asked Philip who had not said anything. "Then who was that girl you were with?" He asked. Philip widened his eyes, realizing that Y/N was still around the corner. "Y/N," He said and tried to walk toward her. 

But he underestimated how badly Arahz wanted answers because when he tried to walk away, Arahz pushed him against the wall, pinning him against it. 

"Hello? I still need answers!" Arahz demanded as Philip got all flustered. "I-I can assure you that there's a perfectly logical explanation for everything," Philip reassured as his cheeks heated up. "Are you an intruder?" Arahz asked. "... Well..." Genuinely, Philip didn't know what to tell him. He may have been extremely nice to him before but would he be so nice after he revealed the truth? 

"Look," Philip sighed. "The girl who I said was my sister is actually my friend. We came from America because she thought her boyfriend was being held captive here," He said. "What? That's impossible. My mother doesn't keep any innocent people down here. Only bandits and criminals, and even that group is getting sparse," Arahz denied.

"Well, the person behind Samuel was 100%, without a doubt, her boyfriend," Philip said. "Maybe he just works here," Arahz shrugged. "That isn't possible," Philip said, a bit frustrated. "How so?" He asked. "Because we're not from... here," Philip answered. 

"You're from up North? I didn't take you for a Scot. You don't really have the weird accent-" "I'm from America," 

Arahz backed away from Philip, leaving some room for Philip to breathe and ease himself from the tension. "What?" Arahz asked. "Okay so, I know your kingdom doesn't really like our country but you should hear me-" "I should've known. Your accent sounds terrible," Arahz sighed, rubbed his face. "HEY! My accent is just fine!" Philip argued back but tensed up when Arahz looked at him through his fingers. 

The expression of Arahz's face was a mix of frustration and amazement. "How'd you know he was here in the first place? Even I didn't know," He asked Philip. "Y/N and George were brutally attacked in a greenhouse. Y/N came out of it with a big blow to the head but George had disappeared. Someone left us a hint of where he could be, referring to the place as a 'castle'," 

"You Americans really amaze me with your will-power sometimes," Arahz sighed yet again as Philip's problem slowly became his problem as well. What was he going to do? Rat out this really hot guy to his mother and have his head rolling over the plaza by dawn? Absolutely not.

"Okay, here's the plan-" "Wait, you're helping me?" Philip asked with a frown. "Of course I'm helping you. You just wanted to help someone in need," Arahz mumbled, waving him off. "Okay, so the plan. Obviously Samuel knows something my mother doesn't. If we could just go to his office and check the dungeon registration, we could go and see George's name on the list. I'll take that list to my mother and ask about it. She'll see the big misunderstanding and let George go. Y/N and you can reunite with him outside the castle. I'll make sure you get there safely," 

"Have you done this before?" Philip asked. "No, I just have a lot of time to think about hypothetical situations," Arahz shrugged. 

"One more thing," Philip said. "I think Y/N was found and put in the cell right around this corner. Can we set her free?" He asked. "Absolutely not. It's already a hassle to get you through the castle. She'll still be here when we get back, don't worry. Now let's go," Arahz said and started walking toward the exit.

Philip looked over his shoulder to stare at the corner before hurrying after him.

If they would've taken the time to look around the corner, they would've seen an unconscious Y/N behind bars, chained to the wall by her neck and legs. Clearly, she didn't hear anything about what Philip and Arahz had said and was left alone knowing that not only Samuel was dangerous but Eacker was also not to be trusted. 

Meanwhile, in the ballroom, everyone was aware of the absence of the prince. The queen herself didn't show that she was panicking. But internally she was freaking the f*ck out.

Where the diddly darn is Arahz? Why is Samuel not on the case? Hold on a damn second... Where in the diddly darn is Samuel?! I knew this was a bad idea. I shouldn't have held this ball! I know he hates balls! He probably ran away with someone. Aw jeez, I don't wanna hold a search party, those are so much work. What if he's hurt? What if-

"Your excellency," The queen slowly turned her head toward the right to see Samuel standing beside her. "Where have you been?" She asked, trying not to freak out externally as well. "Just some out of context affairs," Samuel said. "Do you know where the prince is?" She quickly asked. "Of course I do. He's down in the dungeons to take a breather," 

Y/N let out a sigh. "Why can't he do what he's told for once?" She asked herself. "You weren't that much of a rule follower yourself, Y/N," Samuel mumbled. "Oh! OH! I didn't know it was 'diss-the-queen' day today!" Y/N said, losing her temper. "It isn't. That's next Friday," Samuel chuckled. 

"Listen here, bruv," Y/N said, standing up from her throne. "Bring my child here right now," She hissed at him. "Which one?" Samuel asked and raised an eyebrow. "What'd you mean which one? I only have one-" Y/N suddenly stopped talking and narrowed her eyes. 

"Hold on a damn second," Y/N said, holding her finger up at him. "You managed to kidnap the wrong boy and still reel in the girl?" She asked which made Samuel proudly nod. "You know you're the luckiest man alive, right? How many times have you made terrible mistakes and still managed to get what you wanted?" Y/N asked with a sigh. 

"Too many," Samuel simply replied.