A Gay Disney Prince || Sanders Sides|| {Discontinued}

1- The Set Up

  "Prince Roman! Prince Roman! We need you to fill out a form for the ball!" Charlotte, one of Romans assistants ran to him. She had curly black hair, framing a freckled, pale face.

  "Oh, of course! What do I need to fill out for it?" 

  Charlotte held out a clipboard with papers and a pen on it. "Just questions like "who can come?" and "how many guards do you want?" Just simple questions."

  "Okay, I'll fill this out after my meeting with my father. He said it was important so I have to go soon."

  "Of course Sire." Charlotte walked away. "I'll put this in your room until you're ready."

  "Thank you!" Roman opened the door to the throne room. He entered a large hall. The ceilings were about twenty feet high, chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The room had a theme, the usual red and white of the royal family.

  Pictures of past rulers in gold frames adorned the walls. Romans father, King Philippe, sat on the red velvet throne. He looked up from whatever papers were in his hands. "Roman! There you are. Do you have time to talk?"

  "Yeah, what do you want to talk about? Before you called I was brushing my hair." Roman ran his hand through his light brown hair. (I'm bad at incorporating character design, sorry) 

  "I have some concerns about the ball." The king said.

  "What is it? Is something going on? I can't have something go wrong!"

  "Nothings... wrong yet. There are reports of the shadow group gathering just outside the kingdom borders. Perhaps we should postpone?"

  "What? We don't have to postpone! I'm not going to deprive the kingdom of my glory just because of some small scare! Afterwards I'll take some guards and scare them off with my sword!" Roman smiled. 

  "Sure, as long as you're happy about it." Philippe laughed. "There is however, one other thing."

  Roman cocked his head in confusion. "What is it?"

  "We have two new assistants for you to help you set up." He waved into the other hall. "You can come out now." 

 Two people walked in. Both had glasses, one was wearing a light blue polo shirt, with a cardigan wrapped around his shoulders. The other was wearing a black shirt with a blue white tie. The one wearing a blue shirt had blonde hair and green eyes, with a small scar on his forehead.

  "Hello." The one wearing a black shirt had dark blue eyes. "I am Logan." He held out his hand. Roman took it and shook his hand.

  "I'm sure you know who I am! It's a pleasure to meet you two!"

  "You bet! I'm Patton! It's nice to meet you!" Patton hugged Roman.

   Roman stumbled back in surprise. "Hah! I wasn't expecting to get a hug!" Roman pulled away.

 Meanwhile

  "Remember what to do? Thiss can't go wrong." The man in a black uniform paced in front of a small group of people. He waved his yellow rubber clad hands in front of a board. "Anxiety! Pay attention." He pointed to a person in a black and grey jacket.

  Anxiety rolled his eyes. "You've gone over it like twelve times. We have it all memorized by now and I don't care." 

(544 words. First chapter!)