Written In The Stars .

Oceans .

Songs for this chapter :
No Better - Lorde
Paradise - Coldplay
Riptide - Vance Joy

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The sounds of violins filled the Royal Dining room as Harry walked in and took a seat at the already set table for the Royals. In his hand, he held a Scottish newspaper with the headline, "King of Scotland or A Dictator for Scotland: We choose" .

Harry whose interest was sparked by the headlines kept reading on. The article spoke about Damien being King, saying his Coronation Ceremony was rushed just so the reigning Royal family - The Tudors- would leave no room for any one to claim the Throne, and that meant the Stuarts.

The anonymous journalist, lamented on the need for a Scottish Royal to reign over both Scotland and England. Else, there'd be chaos sooner than... 'boring' , Harry said to himself as he tossed the paper to the floor where a maid picked it up and took it away.

Just as he started munching on his Crunchy toast bread with bacon, baked beans and green vegetables on the side, Sebastian walked in, a sleepy look on his toned face.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today , now?" Harry asked Bash who sat down across him.

"Long night, Ykno." he spoke slowly, his voice clearly tired from his night time activities.

"You have to stop it." Harry said sharply, nearly biting his tongue. He needed to take his words more slowly.

"Stop what?" Bash asked puzzled by his cousin's change of tone.

"don't play dumb with me Sebastian. You're giving the poor girl nightmares."

"it's not my fault she can't take a few warnings."

"you need to stop it. You're taking this dark magic thing too far. You're going to break her."

"what is your problem Harry?" Bash asked abruptly, raising his voice at his cousin now.

" Maybe it's you?" Harry shouted back. He didn't care If anyone heard them, this was Demi's mental health they were talking about. Her life was possibly on the line.

"Shut up Harry. You're just blind."

"What do you mean by that? You're trying to.." before he could continue, a servant came in with a cup of black coffee in his hands. He presented it to Sebastian before walking out quickly, clearly sensing the tension in the air.

"You were saying?" Bash asked taking a sip of his coffee.

"You know what, forget it. But leave her alone. Whatever Hannah wants, I'm sure her being would communicate it to Demi. Don't mess with her."

"I'm not messing with her. I'm only speeding up the process."

"You'll kill her before she even gets the chance to live her dreams."

"I can't kill her. Not while Evander's alive."

Harry looked up at Bash with a confused look. "What does Evander have to do with her?"

"Well I can't say.. I mean, Evander is the reason you're alive." Bash said in a mocking tone.

"What are you trying to say Sebastian?" Harry asked again, his voice stern and cold.

"All I'm saying is, be careful. Let me do my job. I'm here for a reason you know."

"Screw you Bash."

Bash laughed at Harry's words. Just as he did, Demi walked in looking refreshed despite last night's nightmare. Harry had been more than a soft pillow to her. She took comfort in his soothing words and his soft voice as he sang her to sleep.