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EtherealLights
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Alexander Colchester was quite confused as to why his father and him were stepping out if a coach in front of Buckingham Palace. The Buckingham Palace, in all of it's glory, mind you. As to why he was confused, well, the King doesn't invoke a Duke and his son for no reason. Had he done something wrong? Had his father angered His Majesty?
Millions of thoughts swam through the young man's head. There wasn't a ball that day. Nor were any of the royals born on that day, so, it couldn't be a birthday gathering. What could it of possibly been? Asking himself this over and over again only seemed to heighten his nerves.
He gave an inquiring look to his father; a man who was looked upon with high respect, a man who never got anything wrong, a man of business. Alexander always tried his best to uptain what was expected of him by his father, but that was never really easy. In response to the look he had given his father, the Duke merely responded with a good-natured smile. So, they really weren't in trouble after all.
But as they walked up to the monarch in the throne room, Alexander knew something was, in fact, quite strange. Suddenly, his collar was too tight. Suddenly, the air felt constricted. Suddenly, he felt like he was drowning underwater, and gasping for air. But that all evaporated as they bowed in respect when they came to a stop.
"Your Highness," began his father with a smile, "It is very nice to see you today."
Millions of thoughts swam through the young man's head. There wasn't a ball that day. Nor were any of the royals born on that day, so, it couldn't be a birthday gathering. What could it of possibly been? Asking himself this over and over again only seemed to heighten his nerves.
He gave an inquiring look to his father; a man who was looked upon with high respect, a man who never got anything wrong, a man of business. Alexander always tried his best to uptain what was expected of him by his father, but that was never really easy. In response to the look he had given his father, the Duke merely responded with a good-natured smile. So, they really weren't in trouble after all.
But as they walked up to the monarch in the throne room, Alexander knew something was, in fact, quite strange. Suddenly, his collar was too tight. Suddenly, the air felt constricted. Suddenly, he felt like he was drowning underwater, and gasping for air. But that all evaporated as they bowed in respect when they came to a stop.
"Your Highness," began his father with a smile, "It is very nice to see you today."
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