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Their home was large and nicely furnished, looking expensive compared to Alfred's home. While Alfred and Emily had run off together to play, Grace walked into the living room, handing Arthur and Lewis their cup of tea. Arthur thanked her, having her smile and walk back into the kitchen. Looking back down at the tea, Arthur took a small sip to test its taste. Arthur's eyes widened slightly at the taste. It tasted almost exactly like the tea he used to drink with his family. Arthur gave a slight smile at the memory.

"This is very good. You have a great taste in tea." Arthur pointed out, taking another sip.

"I have been told." Lewis smiled. "I hope you do not mind me asking, we had just started out tea time, but would you follow me into a room? I have things I think you might like." Arthur blinked at the man, only to nod.

"Of course. I do not mind." The two stood up from their seats only for Lewis to lead Arthur to the back of the house and over to a door. Pulling out a key, Lewis unlocked the door and stepped in with Arthur. He flipped on the lights and placed his cup of tea on a small table of to the side. Arthur took another sip of the tea before doing the same. "Nice family you got, Lewis." Arthur commented. "A wife and a child? It hasn't even been that long." He smirked, crossing his arms and leaning up against the table.

"Well, things happen." Lewis smiled and walked over to a rack of shelves, looking through it.

"How old is she? She looks younger than Alfred." Lewis sighed.

"She's 8." Arthur's eye widened.

"You only dropped sailing, what? 5 years ago?"

"Yeah, well… One on of my trips to an island, I came across Grace. We did it and I left. We both wanted similar things; she wanted to know what it was like with a pirate who doesn't get much activity out at sea and I wanted to fuck her. Simple as that. We thought we were fine, so I left. I stopped by a couple years later and here she comes, tellin' me she got a kid and that it's mine. Even though I was a pirate, I couldn't ever run away from that. So, that's when I stopped sailing and settled down with her. We moved here and have lived here ever since."

"And you were basically set for life from your pirate days." Arthur smiled with Lewis nodding in agreement.

"Here it is." Lewis pulled out an old, ripped up, rolled up piece of paper. He walked over to Arthur and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Arthur asked, taking the paper and unrolling it. The piece of paper was an old map. "A map?" Lewis nodded. Arthur turned around and placed it down on the table to look at it better. Lewis helped pin it down so it didn't roll back up. The map was ripped here and there and drawn on old paper, making it quite an old piece. The islands that littered the map were in a unique drawing that Arthur had only seen once before. This was certainly a very old and special map.

"This is where this large island is." Lewis pointed to the large island off to the side. "All of these other islands are on your map. All except this one." Lewis dragged his finger over the map and over to an island about half the side of the island they were on now. Most of it looked like forest, but there might be a small town towards the coast.

"And? That only proves that people are stupid and can completely miss an island when drawing new maps." Arthur looked back up at Lewis with an, 'are you serious?' look. "What is the point of this map? Did you just what to show me this, or what?"

"No, no. Of course not. I have always wanted to explore that island; wanting to know why it was never redrawn. But, I cannot. I want you to go and explore it. You have always enjoyed mystery and things like that. This would be good for you. You are on your way to the New Land, correct? You can stop by it on your way. It's not too far off."

"Lewis..." Arthur sighed. "It is 1855. It's no longer New. But, yes. I am."

"I can call it what I wish~" Lewis smirked and went back to the map. "But, you should check it out. Just a peek." Sighing, Arthur gave in.

"Fine. I'll check it out when, and if, I have time." Arthur rolled the map back up and put it aside. He glanced over at the shelf of rolled paper, curiousity getting the best of him. "So, those papers. Are they also maps?" Lewis blinked, looking over.

"Yes, of course."

"What are they on? Just world maps and country maps?"

"Oh, no. Of course not. I have building maps as well, that I managed to get a hold on." Lewis smiled, proud of his collection. Though, thoughts were racing through Arthur's mind. The more he thought, the larger the smile was on his face.

"Do you happen to have the plans to the castle on this here island?" Lewis blinked and looked back over at Arthur.

"That I do." Lewis didn't even half to ask to know what Arthur wanted. Arthur was a great man and could easily be a gentleman if he wanted. But, what is keeping him from that is his own pirate ways. "You know that is the stupidest idea I ever heard of from you, and I've heard some pretty stupid shit from you out at sea." Lewis explained, but sighed and grabbed one of the rolled papers, tossing it over to him. Smirking, Arthur unrolled the paper to reveal a large lay out of the castle. Yes, there was a castle on this island. A King, Queen and Princess as well. And what does that mean? That means gold. Gold for days. Arthur instantly began forming a plan in his head, making sure he could get away with as much as he could without being caught. It was silent for a little, until Lewis spoke up.

"So, Alfred huh? Don't tell me you're taking responsibility for something you did." Arthur blinked, glancing up at Lewis.

"What? Of course not." Arthur huffed. "I'm not as stupid as you. Alfred isn't mine. He's the kid of a…" He paused, trying to find the right words. "A friend of mine."

"And who would that be?" Lewis asked, wanting to know who Alfred was.

"Remember that young girl we meet when my father sailed us over to the 'New Land', as you call it?" Lewis nodded, only for his eyes to widen.

"Really?! Ayiana?!" Arthur nodded. "Do you know the father? Because Alfred surely didn't get his blond hair from her, that's for sure." Lewis chuckled. Arthur sighed, rolling his eye.

"Francis." Lewis's chuckled instantly stopped as his eyes widened.

"Francis?" Arthur nodded. "The Frenchie that traveled with us because of your father?" Again, Arthur nodded. "The one you hate?"

"Yes. Bonnefoy. Francis Bonnefoy." Arthur rolled his eye, rolling the map back up and handing it back to Lewis. Lewis just placed the paper down, wanting to know more.

"So… Ayiana took Francis? Wasn't she supposed to be married by her parent's picking?"

"Yes, that is true. But, when Francis went to visit that guy was rude and ungrateful to her, so Francis and her 'ran off together' and got together."

"Is Alfred the only one?" Arthur opened his mouth only to quickly shut it as he thought...

"No. He has a twin brother... Matthew...? Yes, Matthew. They look almost the exact same." Arthur explained.

"Wow… Who would have thought Francis would make it this far? He was so weak when he started out." Lewis sighed, picking up the paper and placing it in its place. It grew silent. That is, until Arthur cleared his throat.

"Well, Alfred and I best be off. It is getting late and he is still a kid." Arthur turned around, picking up up the map that Lewis gave to him.

"Ah, yes. Emily should be off to bed as well." Lewis smiled as Arthur began to walk towards the door to take him out. "Oh! Arthur." Arthur stopped walking. "I just happened to remember a certain ball that is supposed to take place in a couple of days. Where was it again… Oh, yes! The castle." Arthur's eye widen slightly. "I think you better plan your raid carefully. I don't want to see you dead." Arthur chuckled only to turn around to look at Lewis.

"Thank you for the information. And as I promised, I don't ever plan on dying." Arthur smirked. With that, the two men walked out of the room. Arthur called down Alfred and got him ready to leave, even though he didn't want to go just yet. After some goodbyes and nice to meet you's Arthur and Alfred left, walking back to their small hut to sleep the night away.

I have found a role for Francis! Yay! At first, I wanted to have Alfred and Arthur be related, because obvious reasons, but... It just didn't make sense as I wrote... So~ Why not have Francis as Alfred's, and Matthew's father? (Well... Francis can sometimes be seen as Matthew's father in some stories anyway...)
Ayiana is a human name that I use for a representation for Native America in some stories that I wrote. Why not add her too? Francis needs a wife~
I might write something small on them at some point, but no promises.
Once again, thank you for read~ :3