The Lonely Prince

The Lonely Prince

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"Why is that even though everybody loves me I feel the most alone I've ever felt?" I question to the short boy standing in front of me, a look of confusion evident on his face. "What do you mean?" He questions, his voice full of curiosity and those bright blue eyes filled to the brim with innocence. "I wonder" I reply back in a mocking tone. "Hey! That's not fair!" He yells at me as I just snicker and walk towards my sleeping quarters. "All's fair in love and war" I answer turning on my heels to find his face only inches from mine. "Y-You're Majesty?" He stutters, nervousness pouring out in his words. I take a step back, not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable as I give a tender smile in his direction. He giggles and skips towards me, grabbing my hand in his own calloused one. This boy makes me question my sexuality, but how could I of such royal standing fall for a mere servant boy? ---------------------------- Prince Louis has always dreamed of being king, ever since his mother died he wanted nothing more than to become strong and one day rule the kingdom, along with a queen of course. But when a young servant boy steps into the picture Louis doesn't know who to trust, all he knows is that he wants to protect this precious boy, but will he be able to? Or will his life crumble yet again?
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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