Louis was woken up by Liam. The unfamiliar foreign bed sheets were strangely comfortable than last night. Actually, after meeting the Prince Charming of France everything in the world looked much more beautiful than usual . His head was clear and fresh. He felt like all his wishes were going to be granted.
"Good morning, Liam. Where's Niall? " asked Louis, rubbing his eyes to get the vision of his assistant clearly. Niall Henry was his friend and chief adviser. "Oh, your majesty. He's in his room working on his papers. It's already 7, your majesty. You should be up now." Liam tried to scold the king. In fact, Niall, him and the king grown up together. And even though Louis was the eldest, he always acted like a child. So did Niall. And he's always the daddy one.
"And I've already decided for the treaty. Don't worry about that anymore." said Louis with a satisfied face. Who wouldn't when you're going to get what you want? He asked Liam to go and prepare his breakfast when he's showering. Later, he had prepared for the meeting. The meeting with his future father-in-law, King of France, Desmond.
He walked down to the wide and beautifully decorated hall where he will discuss about peace with French King. King Desmond was already there standing in front of the fireplace. His wise and thoughtful face turned to Louis who was wearing a smirk on his face.
"King Louis. May I ask you if you have already chosen a treaty? " he said. His English tongue was not really perfect but his voice was clear. Louis smiled and said "I've chosen. But I'm not sure if you are giving me." King Desmond was surprised. Why wouldn't he? It's something that he adored? Or...
"Then may I know what you're asking for?" King Desmond asked with a calm tone.
"No. It's not what, King Desmond. It's who." Louis corrected with a chuckle. "It's your young son, Prince Harold. I'd like to marry him." King Desmond was not far from falling to the carpet on the floor. His only son. The young boy. No he can't. It's so merciless.
I-I will ask him first, King Louis. You should go and get-get a rest." he said with a shaking and scared tone. Of course. Who wouldn't when your dearest one was asked to marry someone who was an enemy.
Louis smiled and bowed down his head to show respect to the French King. Then he walked towards the door and left the room with silence. King Desmond was scared. Peace was important for his country. But to sacrifice his beloved son's heart and leaving him all alone with his enemy was too cruel. How could he do that?!
He told a maid to get his son to the hall. After a minute or two, Harold arrived. He just sat down to the soft armchair as they both were alone. "May I ask you why you'd called me, father? " asked Harold. He knew that King Louis had just left. So, this talk must be about the treaty. And he'd face whatever his father will ask him to do.
"Oh,Harold! My beloved son! That wicked king of England asked me for the treaty that I can't give. The treaty was too precious to me that I can't give him. It's you, my beloved child. He wants to marry you." Desmond rushed. "Do you have any better ideas?" he asked with a hope.
Harold was surprised. The man who he'd met for a few minutes wants to marry him. He was fine with that problem. But all he worried about was his beloved country. He looked at his father with a smile. "I'd like to talk to him, father. I'm all fine. Don't worry about me, father." said Harry. "Of course, Harold. He's in his room. I shall send a maid to get him down to the hall."
"It's all right, father. I'll go to his room. He'd like a private talk."