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As father and son looked at each other for a few silent moments Ludwig slowly started to obtain a small smile on his face and hope entered his eyes.

When he took a step forward towards Frederick, Frederick stood his ground firmly and turned to Maximum.

"Remember your orders." he said curtly.

Maximum nodded and gently took Ludwig by his arm. "Come my prince we must leave."

Confusion came across Ludwigs face as he tried to pull his arm out of the mans grip. "Wait. Maximum I don't want…"

When he turned to Frederick pleadingly Frederick simply averted his gaze and continued forward.

"Maximum let me go!" he heard Ludwig say.

"I'm sorry your highness. But the king's orders override your own." Maximum said.

"No, please! Please let me go!" Frederick heard Ludwig plead as he forced himself to continue forward.

He froze when he heard Ludwig cry out "Father! Father please!"

Closing his eyes for a moment he stayed in place for a moment before continuing on, ignoring the calls behind him and the pain of his own heart twisting.

"Father please!"

"That," Sophia said. "Was one of the most horrible things I ever had to hear. I can not even imagine how Ludwig must have felt from that."

Frederick choose to pour a drink rather than retort.

"He cried himself to sleep I'll have you know." she said.

Frederick didn't say anything.

In a rare show of losing her temper Sophia banged her fist against the table. "Damn it Frederick, I don't care if you are king. You are still my son and you are still not too old that I can't put you over my knee."

Prussia snorted into his drink and tried to cover that with a cough.

Frederick threw a look at Prussia before looking at his mother.

"You understand where I stand on this mother." he said.

"I do understand. Sadly. However that is different. He is somewhere else and he didn't have to see that right in front of him." she said. "What you did was right in front of him instead of merely saying something or hearing something he had to see it as well."

Frederick said nothing.

"You care about him, I know you do!" she continued. "Now listen to this. You. Are not. Your. Father. You are nothing like your father."

Sophia sighed. "I am going to see how he is. Lord above I know he needs some sort of comfort now."

It was late at night. Not a single soul was awake.

Except one. Frederick the Second.

He walked slowly and quietly through the halls until he reached the room he wished to.

His son's room.

He took a deep breath and quietly opened the door and entered the room.

The room had changed since the last time he had been here; granted the last time had been when Ludwig was a child. The toy soldiers were still there however the other toys were gone and replaced with books, quills, and paper. A desk for reading and writing had been added.

And now the bed was pushed against the wall where the window was.

And curled up in the bed was the sleeping prince.

Frederick slowly walked towards the sleeping child, careful not to make a single noise against the floor, and once he was next to him he leaned down onto his knees.

The child had cried himself to sleep he noted the dried tear tracks on the boys face. He still wore the robes from the previous hour.

Ludwig gave a whimper and clutched at the blanket he slept over instead of under. His face contorted into one filled with pain.

Without thinking Frederick reached out and start to run his fingers through the child's hair.

The act seemed to work as his face relaxed and he gave a sigh.

Frederick took back his hands and placed them on his knees, they were shaking.

Sighing heavily he stood up once more and started for the door.

He had one foot out in the hallway when he heard a voice.

"Father?"

Looking back he saw Ludwig had awoken slightly and was sitting up in his bed staring at him sleepily.

Hesitating for a single moment more, with his mothers voice echoing in his mind "You are nothing like your father." he turned and walked back to his son, his heart pounding heavily.

Without a word he pulled the top part of the robes off his son, thankfully he was wearing an undershirt and pants. He picked up the blanket and securely tucked Ludwig under it. His son watched at first surprised then happy and grateful.

"Sleep." he murmured. "We'll talk in the morning."

"Promise?" Ludwig murmured sleepily.

"I promise."

A memory of his mother when she had done this to him as a child came into his mind. He leaned down and softly kissed his son on the forehead.

"Goodnight Ludwig." he said.

Ludwig smiled slightly before closing his eyes. "Goodnight father."

Frederick paced up and down the hall, nervous.

"Are you alright?" Prussia asked.

"Fine, fine." he said.

Prussia noted the dark circles under his eyes. "Did you get any sleep last night?"

"Some."

A servant came in now and bowed slightly to Frederick and Prussia. "My apologizes your majesty."

"What is it?"

"The young prince sire. He is not feeling well and it is the order of the former queen that he stay in bed for the day." she said.

"What is wrong with him?" he asked.

The servant hesitated at that. "We're…we're not sure sire. The former queen simply said he had a pain in his body. She did not tell us what."

Frederick nodded. "Has he had breakfast yet?"

"No sire."

"Then prepare two for myself and him in his room."

Frederick knocked on the door. Once he heard a female voice, his mothers, say "Enter." he opened the door.

There sitting on his bed upright was Ludwig and sitting next to him was Sophia.

Sophia raised her eyebrow at the sight of Frederick. Ludwig's eyes lightened.

His mother had a small smile on her face as she stood and left the room saying "I'll let you two be alone."

Once the door closed Ludwig said "I…I didn't think you would actually come."

"I said we would talk today didn't I?" Frederick asked with a small smile that Ludwig returned.

"I was told that you weren't feeling well, what's wrong?" Frederick asked.

Ludwig looked at the covers of his bed. "Its nothing really, happens every now and then. I get a pain that I can't honestly explain."

"Can't explain?"

Ludwig nodded. "The pain comes from nowhere. There's no wound from where the pain can come from and it sometimes lasts for days before it stops."

Ludwig shook his head. "I don't want to talk about that on our first meeting lets talk about something else."

Frederick smiled. "Very well, what do you want to talk about?"

Lately my endings have been more and more mean.

Oh well.

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