It's the year 1524. After fighting many wars, Louis Timothy, the young 23 years old king of England had become the king of many countries. But in Europe, France which was a clever defender was left.In the battle of Dunkirk which was fought between England and France in 1520, an unknown young man with an eagle mask, probably a young soldier, had beheaded many English soldiers and some generals. That young man was seen nowhere. As his face wasn't shown and he's anonymous, he's named as Bloody Eagle for his merciless killing or defending.

At the same year, Desmond Steward, king of France, ordered princess Gemma to take the throne after his death instead of giving it to the young, brave prince Harry. Four years later, King Desmond wanted to end the undying war which cursed many people to die. He invited King Louis to France to discuss about peace. However Louis wanted France as a country of his. But as he was advised to go by his personal assistant, Liam Philip, he prepared for the peace trip. On the way, he spent his time thinking about the treaty he should ask. As there was no satisfying one, he decided to ask for nothing. He would let the war continue.

It's in the middle of the night when he arrived. As the thoughts disturbed his sleep, he decided to walk in the royal park. There he saw a thin tall shadow of a man. He was probably taller than him who was only 5 feet 8. And he also had curly long hair. That man said something in French but the language was a barrier for him to understand the man's sweet husky voice.

"English will be the best for me." said Louis. The man moved forward. His pale face was shown under the moonlight. He's beautiful. He had grass-green eyes which made him miss the green fields of England. The lips of the younger man were as red as the French roses. Not red. Pink.

The man frown and smiled. "You're King Louis, aren't you, your majesty? " "Clever you noticed. Now tell me who are you !?" he demanded. The curly man smiled for the second time and said "I'm Harold. Harold Steward." Really? Harold Steward? The former crown prince of France? Interesting.

"What is the prince of France doing here at the time like this? If you don't mind, let me know." Harry eyes went brighter when he looked at Louis with an interested look. "Then, may I ask the same to you, your majesty? " Louis smirked at the clever answer. "You're quite interesting, young prince." said Louis. Harry just smiled again. "I think you'd like to see some roses at night, your majesty. I can show you some which are very beautiful even in the dark."

"Thank you for asking. But I feel like I need a sleep. I've meeting with your father. So, good night, Prince Harold. Have a nice dream" replied Louis. "Goodnight, your majesty. And the same to you."

Louis went back to his room and laid on the king-sized bed. The sheets were much more comfortable than before. And his mind could relax now. He's just found a treaty. The Prince Charming of France would become his consort.

He'd become his one and only.