"I will see you Sunday, Devon! Make sure you have tissues when you go crying to your mother after you lose!"
"Don't count your chickens before they hatch lad!"
I rolled my eyes at his silly saying. I had just returned back from the stables where my best friend, Devon, or more formally known; Prince Devon of England. When he is not performing his royal duties, he has the position as my best friend.
Before my little sister, Celia was born, the palace was quite lonely especially for a six year old boy. The first time I met Devon was at my parent's coronation. My father, King Declan, was ascending the throne after my grandfather, King Maxon retired. He and my mother Queen Victoria (Tori) became the new rulers of Illeá.
Flashback to the Coronation Party
Swiftly, I grabbed my second piece of cake from the wooden table. Knowing my mother would scold me for eating too many sweets, I hid underneath the table. Savoring the delicious strawberry frosting that simply melts in your mouth, I close my eyes.
"Can I hide with you?" A little boy asks as he ducks under the table. He rubs his eyes, which were red from crying, and sat down.
"Sure," I said, "but why are you crying?"
"I don't have anyone to play with!" He cried. "Mommy and Daddy said that they were too busy talking to your parents!"
"I can be your friend!" I exclaimed. "It gets really boring in the palace. I never have anyone to play with either."
"Really?!" The boy said.
"Yeah! What's your name?" I ask with a mouthful of vanilla cake.
"I am Prince Devon of England. How about you?" Devon asked me.
"I am Prince Easton of Illeá." I proclaimed with authority. "And Prince Devon, I think we are going to be best friends."
End of Flashback
The moment I step foot in the palace, one of my mother's personal maids, Maggie, rushes up to me.
"Prince Easton! Prince Easton! Your mother and father need to speak to you immediately. They are in your father's study."
"Tell them I will be there in a minute. I need to freshen up. I just came from the stables with Devon. Thank you Maggie." I inform her.
"Yes, of course your Highness."
I walk back to my room, my guards bowing as I enter my room. Sighing, I collapse onto my memory foam bed. Honestly I could spend all day in my room if I wanted to. It has a 80 inch flat screen TV, an Xbox, an electric guitar, and acoustic guitar. However my favorite part of my room, is my photography collection. My father told me that I was just like my grandfather. Like him, I have a passion for photography. My room is filled with shelves and shelves of cameras. My navy blue walls are home to my hundreds of photos and frames that somehow brighten up the dark room.
I have few memories of my late grandfather, Maxon, but I treasure them. He was the one who taught me the value of a picture. With one picture, you can capture hundreds of moments and memories. I also remember him telling me about his selection. He told me about my grandmother, America and her red, fiery hair and spirit. According to him, it was love at first sight. As a little boy, I found the concept of love silly and ridiculous, but now I can only wish to find love like he and my grandmother, America, did. I've never told anyone, not even Devon about my wish for true love.
I sigh and pace around my room. What could my parents possibly want? Realizing that they are still waiting for me, I open my door, my posture improving once I leave the room. After all, I am the Prince.
I knock on the door to my father's study. "You may enter." He proclaims.
My mother and father are both sitting on the couch. My mother, the vision of beauty (What? I'm a mama's boy) holds my father's hand, grasping it as if there is no tomorrow.
"Son, we have some news." My father, King Declan starts, "Your mother and I have realized that soon you will be ascending the throne. Which we are quite proud of you for."
"We would not want anyone else to be king, darling." My mother tell me.
"As I was saying Easton," My dad continues. "With a new position, comes new responsibilities. Your mother and I both know that you are very ready to become king. However, we also agree that with this new chapter in your life, you will need someone to always be there for you. To love you and support you, just like your beautiful mother and I do for each other. Son, how would you like to have your own selection?"
My heart freezes. My mind starts ticking like a clock, hundreds of thoughts whirl through my mind. I then realize that this game, this competition could be my chance for true love. Why would I turn it down? Just as I open my mouth to give the king and queen my answer, I hear the noise. The noise I haven't heard in twelve years…
The rebel alarm.
Ahhhhh! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of Finding My True Love! Please let me know what you think! This story is going to be a SYOC so please fill in the following questions in the comments if you are interested! I am going to need 34 girls!
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