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The next day, Colby struggled to get through the coronation. The kingdom had been made aware of the situation, so no one judged the princes' for trying to force themselves to hold back tears, but Colby had to be strong; not only for his family, but for his entire kingdom and he accepted the throne diligently.
Music played through the entire ballroom. Many royal families and people from the kingdom had showed up to show their support and offer their condolences to the two boys, both who showed no interest in the night's festivities. Colby stood watching his people enjoy the night, wishing he could feel the same. Sam walked up to him, bowing towards him.
"Your majesty," said Sam.
"Ughhh don't," replied Colby, smiling at his brother. "I've heard that about a thousand times tonight."
Sam laughed. "How are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm managing," replied Colby.
"I know what'll cheer you up," said Sam.
Colby watched as his brother pulled a bottle of royal gin from behind his back. "Where did you get that?" he asked.
"Snuck into the palace cellar," replied Sam happily.
Colby chortled. "You know I could throw you in the dungeon for that?" he said.
"Yea, but you won't," replied Sam cockily.
Colby found two glasses and poured the gin. Colby looked around quickly, and made sure no one was watching. He discreetly used his powers to chill the two glasses.
"Colby," said Sam. "Careful."
"We're fine," Colby assured him.
The two boys clinked their glasses together and took a sip. Both boys nearly gagged instantly at the taste.
"This stuff is horrible," laughed Sam.
"Agreed," said Colby. "I think I'm fine with punch."
"Same, I'll go get us some," said Sam.
Sam walked over the table of refreshments and sweets near the entrance of the ballroom. He grabbed the ladle and filled two cups with punch.
"Hello, your highness," said a voice behind him.
Sam turned towards the voice and was face to face with a boy, about his age, with black hair and green eyes.
"My name is Brennen, it's an honor to be in the presence of such royalty," the boy said bowing.
"Nice to meet you Brennen," said Sam. "Are you enjoying your evening?" Sam swore this boy looked familiar.
"Yes, very much so," replied Brennen. "I must say, it's a shame what happened to your parents."
Sam bit his lip, trying to hold back tears and noticed how the boy smirked evilly, but Sam stood his ground.
"I should be going, but it was nice to meet you," said Sam turning to leave.
