Chapter 2

After the celebration of the new royalty, people began to leave the palace and go back to their homes. Giving one last long hug to his mother, father, and twin brother, Alfred bids his family farewell.

"I love you, and I hope that you can come visit during the holidays!" Alfred sniffs, drying his tears with the back of his hand.

His mother kissed his cheek, smiling through her own tears. "We love you too, sweetie… You are going to make an amazing King for Spades."

As Alfred was taken away from his family by some servants, he bumped into his Queen. "Hey! I'm Alfred!" he chirped, holding out his hand to the shorter male.

Looking up at the King, Arthur wore a deep frown. "I'm Arthur." He muttered, taking the other's hand and giving it a firm shake.

A servant came up behind Arthur, tapping his shoulder lightly. "My Queen," he mumbles, looking at the ground. "I am supposed to take you and my King to your room to get your measurements for your new attire."

As the statement slowly sunk in, Arthur frowned. "Wait, so I have to share a room with… Him?" He asks, baffled.

"Why of course, my Queen. You two are to be courting this month and married as soon as possible."

Alfred's face paled. "Wait… I don't swing that way…"

"Me… Neither…" Arthur lied, looking away. To be honest, Arthur had always been a little confused with his sexuality, but never really put too much thought to it. He had always just pretended that he was too good for a girlfriend, even though he really was just in the need of a man in his life.

The servant sighed, and led the two men to their shared bedroom. "Here you are, sirs. The maids should be in here in a few minutes to measure you for your clothes." And with that, the servant left the two alone.

Alfred cleared his throat after an awkward silence, and sat down on the bed with Arthur. "So, why don't you tell me about yourself? I mean… Since we are supposed to get married and all…"

Arthur took a deep breath. "There's nothing to tell. I grew up living a very sheltered life with my father. He is a Lord in the Court of Royals, so I guess you could say I grew up having everything I needed." he said simply.

"Awesome! Did you have horses and cool stuff like that?" Alfred asks, having lived practically an opposite life of that of Arthur's. "My mother used to tell me and my brother stories about how all the kids that lived in the castle got everything they ever wanted and learned how to ride horses and stuff!"

Arthur laughed. "Yes, I had a horse. Her name was Floral. She has passed away, but she was my best friend." Arthur muttered, pretending that talking about his horse wasn't ripping his heart out.

Smiling, Alfred ruffles Arthur's hair. "I bet she felt the same way about you, Artie!"

"Excuse me?"

"I'm just sure that if you felt that she was your best friend, then she really loved you too! That's all!"

"No, I'm talking about what you called me. My name is Arthur." Arthur said, venom in his voice.

Before Alfred could respond, two maids came into the room with tape measures. "Hello, your highnesses." They said cheerily, and pulled up two stools for them to stand on.

As they were being measured, Alfred was still stuck with a huge grin on his face and Arthur looked as upset as ever. After they were finished being measured, the maids left to go give the measurements to the seamstresses.

Alfred followed Arthur to the dining hall, and sat down at the head of the table. Before them was many courses of food, including both of Arthur and Alfred's favorites. Scones and cheese burgers. The glint of happiness that filled Alfred's eyes almost got Arthur to smile as well. Maybe living with this idiot wouldn't be as bad as Arthur had previously thought.

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