early update because it's the 25th april, which is Freedom Day in Portugal! it's my favourite day tbh, they put carnations instead of bullets on the guns on the revolution against the dictature and if you want to know more just look up '25th april Portugal1 it will show up

i see it as a metaphor 'to have justice you don't have to shed blood'

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The week passed quickly, both boys were looking foward to wednesday, not only because it was Luke's birthday but because they would see each other again. He remembers Ashton saying he would be there at 3PM at least and it was still midday. Luke was excited, it was his birthday after all.

He got up and put on his bunny slippers, walking out of his room to the kitchen. When he got there it was empty, there wasn't even pancakes in the table like usually (on his birthday, of course).

"Parisa?" He asked for her, and soon they came out of the living room holding a cake and singing happy birthday.

Luke blushed and looked down when they did it. Even if this has been happening for years he would never get used to the amount of atention he got on his birthday. It's supposed to be enjoyed because it's well, attention, but he doesn't like it and only wants to hide whenever it happens. They stopped singing and Luke uncovered his face, showing them a bright smile.

"Make a wish!" Astale and Lily said, Luke nodded and closed his eyes, blowing the candles after making a wish.

"Thank you so much, for all of this!" he said, and kissed their cheeks.

"I can't believe you're already eighteen! God, time flies so fast." Parisa said, cleaning hear tears.

"Don't worry, I'm not getting out of the house that early! I'm going to stay here until you're old so-"

"We need to talk to you about that..."

"What?"

They motioned for him to sit down and he did it, them sitting in front og him right after. Everything was silent for a few minutes, the hidden fairies staring at each other and opening their mouths occasionally to try and say something. It was useless actually, Luke already felt like leaving the room to prepare some food so he could eat with Ashton later (maybe stare at their pictures and re-live that night on his head).

"What's wrong?" Luke said with a smile, he was starting to feel nervous. Were they sending him off to college?

"We are taking you away from here." Lily said, her soft voice trembling. Luke's smile fell "You-we don't know how to tell you this actually... You can't date that boy."

"W-what?" Luke said, a lump forming in his throat "Why-why can't I see him anymore?"

"You've been engaged to another person since you were basically born, honey. It's a boy and he is a prince from the North Islands."

Luke laughed nervously "Oh, I get it! This is all a prank, you're just scared I got a boyfriend. Don't worry ma, he loves me and I love him. Besides, to be engaged to a prince I would have to be a prince which I'm not."

Parisa nodded multiple times, still staring at Luke with her yellow eyes "You are, and we are taking you back to your parents today! we already packed your stuff and ours"

Luke smiled, he still thought it was a joke. He realised it was actually true when no one laughed besides him, his godmothers kept their straight and serious faces and they never did it unless the subject was serious. His smile soon faded and turned to a frown, he started to get up slowly and they did the same.

"I-I refuse to believe this. I can't-I can't do this? I'm not a prince, I have never been one."

"Believe in us Luke, you really have royal blood."

He started to panick, tears falling from his eyes "I promised to meet him tonight he-he was going to meet up with me."

"You can never see him again, dear."

Luke shook his head and ran to his room, slamming the door and laying on the bed. He hugged Ashton's sweater and inhaled the smell of his boyfriend as he cried to it. It might seem cliché but it was comforting, it's like Ashton was laying beside him on that moment holding him and saying everything was going to be okay as long as he didn't panic. He could almost feel Ashton's warm hand going through his back and his mouth kissing Luke's forehead/shoulder like he was promising everything would be okay.

The blonde didn't want to be a prince, he actually hated the thought of it. Everything about princes is horrible, the arranged marriages and doing everything the others want you to do. Not being your own person just to please other people, being fake because the way you act might not be prince-like. Which is why he loved Ashton, he was spontaneous and himself. He didn't care about what the others thought because what matter was what he expected from himself, not what the others did. [being famous and hidden LGBT+ be like]

Luke picked up the picture of them in suits and crowns on their heads, Ashton trying to kiss Luke but he couldn't because they were laughing too hard. The smiles were so real and there was so much love between them you could feel it from 3000 miles away. He caressed Ashton's face on it and put it on the table beside the bed, closing his eyes to fall asleep hoping that everything that just happened was a nightmare.

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There was a soft knock on the door and it was opened, Lily entered the room now dressed on a weird yellow dress. She sat beside Luke on his bed and petted his hair and he started to cry again. She always had been the most caring of them all, Parisa told Luke she had lost her son before to someone really bad so maybe that's why she is such a motherly figure to Luke.

"I don't want it, ma." Luke said

"I know, honey." Lily said "But you don't have to agree to get married to that prince, he doesn't want to get married and neither do you so if you negociate it'll be better. If other thing happens then it will be what it had to be, but you still can meet up with your mystery boy. Imagine how wonderful, a hidden romance!" she laughed and Luke chuckled sadly, thinking about Ashton.

About how Ashton thought he stood him up and how Luke didn't care about him anymore - that is totally a lie.

They stayed there for a while in silence until Luke had to get up. He put on a suit (similiar to the one from the other night) and a coat to hide his face so he wasn't seen. He still didn't know why but he might have eventually.

When they got out Luke realised all of them had the same dresses but dressed with different colours and wands on their hands. He held the basket in his hands (it had everything that was important to him) and closed the eyes as they made everything disappear - including Rosie that was a dog that came from a book Luke was seeing when he was a child, he wanted it so bad that they brought her to life.

They walked through the woods, going on the opposite direction of Luke and Ashton's place. It's like he heard his heart shatter as they walked far away from the place. He wanted to go back and warn his boyfriend, to tell him that they would meet up again and everything would be alright but it was way too early - Ashton was going to Luke's house and meet his godmothers.

They walked closer to the castle and got in by an hidden entrance. Luke was looking down through the whole way, not wanting to face what was in front of him. They ot in the castle and soon they were in a bedroom, they sat Luke in front of the mirror and put the crown on his head. He stared at the mirror emotionless, it wasn't him - the person in th emirror was not him.

"Everything is going to be okay."Parisa said, kissing his head and they left the room, leaving the prince crying again as he stared at his reflection.

It was not him.

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Ashton

The curly haired boy was sitting on the old tree tunk, three red roses on his hand as he waited for his boyfriend. Maybe he came too early but he arrived early and came here, hoping that Luke was here since that's what they planned (Luke staying there the whole afternoon and Ashton coming later). Luke was going to come here and take Ashton to his house, he is sure about that since he isn't here but he has been waiting for minutes. And soon minutes were turning to hours, and the amount of hours started to get bigger.

He sighed when the sun started going down and soon it was almost seven in the afternoon.

He waited, but Luke never came.

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sigh

i'm still deciding the amount of books i should to for the series and i want it to be between 4-7, what do you think?

any thoughts on this chapter? the story is ending reeeally soon, i already finished writing it

-ana rita (moony)