Chapter 1 Twelve
Alex's POV
" Trusting. Loving. Caring…." Whatever my mother was going to say next was cut off by the twelve year old prince and trouble maker, John Hershel Layton. He stood in the doorway dripping water. His clothing was smothered in clumps of wet mud. I figured he came from outside.
"John, where have you been?"Asked our seventeen year old sister Caroline.
"You're late. Like usual. I should have never thought you would keep your promise." I said with a horrid look.
"Alright Alex, Caroline, and John sit down and get back to our lessons. I'll deal with you later," Our mother gave John a stern look before she continued her lesson. Once both hands were on the 12:00 she said,"You all can go except you John."
John's POV
I walked over to my mother and smiled. 'She's beautiful. Her hair, her smile, her eyes. No wonder why everyone wants to be her, the queen of England.'
"I'm sorry I was late it's just I think these lessons are useless."I looked out the window; shrugging.
"John, your sister is going off to college so you or your brother is next in line. You two are the ones that should be paying the most attention."I watched as my mother placed her hand on my shoulder.
"I know."Faking a smile; I nodded.
"Alright you're dismissed...Please clean up and get ready for dinner.
I raced out the door leaving my mother in her thoughts. But I heard one last mumble out of my mother. "I hope he understands someday."
Yes, I added and changed some stuff. I'm going to do the same to the other chapters and the finish this story hopefully. :D.