A/N: getting ever so close to the end...
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"Ey yo, how freakin cool is this, bro?" Vito asked as he read the invitation.
"Gimme that back!" Scott tried to snatch it from him and Vito pushed him away.
Despite being a year older now, neither of them seemed to have matured at all in regards to their sibling relationship. They still bickered often over little things.
Mike just watched, having been the one to hand the invite to Noah at first. Noah was sighing in disappointment that his sons hadn't grown up, and he pushed Mike off to get back to work.
The invite had been to a party in the capital. A dance that would be held in the Royal palace during the upcoming annual festival, to be hosted by the royals. The king hoped to get some future partners for his daughters and possibly his nephew, or at least one of them.
Everyone was invited. It said so on the paper.
"If you two wouldn't fight for a minute I'd hurry you off to get suits made…" Noah said to his sons.
The two stopped and looked at him.
Noah motioned them to come closer, and he spoke low enough that hopefully Mike wouldn't hear as he began to sweep. "I hope you realize this could be our ticket. If one of you married a princess, I could pay my debts, get us out of this-this hole of a house and away from the law."
"Ey, finally getting chance with the ladies! Vito is in!" Vito cheered quietly, grinning.
"I gotta get in too, they got some real lovely ladies up in that capital…" Scott smirked.
"Um, what about me?" Mike asked, having heard the whole conversation.
The three slowly turned to look at him. Scott started laughing. "That's real funny, Multiple Mike. Hilarious." He kept laughing. "You think a princess would be interested in you?"
Vito laughed along with his brother, though not as profusely.
Noah just grimaced at Mike. "Servant, this is the king wanting a partner for the princesses. You would never make a good king. You're just a servant."
Scott snickered. "Damn right," he agreed.
Vito was quiet.
"So you think they would make better kings than me? Anyway, I don't even care about going to see the princesses, I just want to get out of this house for once!" Mike hadn't raised his voice in argument in so long, he'd forgotten what it felt like. He found he liked it.
Noah frowned as a thoughtful look crossed his face. He smirked like he knew something Mike didn't. "Okay, servant. You can go, if."
"If what?" Whatever it was, he would do it.
If the day of our departure you finish all your chores and something suitable to wear, maybe I will allow it."
"Really?" It seemed too easy.
"Yes...if you don't in time, you may not leave."
Mike cracked a smile at the thought of a little bit of freedom. "Thank you, sir…"
Noah nodded, then hid a cryptic smile. "Come on you two, before the line is too long." He dragged both his sons out of the room.
Mike picked his broom up and continued to sweep, smiling and humming a little, something he hadn't done in forever.
Did he trust Noah? No, of course not. But this was too good a chance to pass up.
He wouldn't waste it.
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