"The state banquet will be held in 12 days. I want all of you to help me make this event as presentable as possible."

The butlers gave him a bow.

"Yes your majesty"

Skye nods and the Royal event planner hands him a book full of cloth colour samples.

"There will be about 250 guests. I want two long tables that will go along the hall, spread a white linen over the tables and place purple place mats for each plate. We'll use Queen Victoria's dinner set for this event"

The planner notes everything down as they walked around the hall. Skye looks up to the ceiling.

"The chandeliers needs dusting. Also make sure the marble floors are spotless"

"Yes your majesty"

"That will be all for now, I need to go feed my baby"

He walks out of the hall and he sighs. Being that bossy was not in his character but he did it in a way he wasn't rude so he was happy with himself for that.

Inside the palace, Prince was on a phone call with the new Prime minister, Mr. Frederick.

"I look forward to meeting with you as well Mr Frederick along with your lovely wife, of course. Good day"

He hangs up and sighs, massaging his temples. This new prime minister doesn't even sound like he's confident in his work position.

Luke enters the room and frowns when he saw his son.

"What's the matter?"

"It's the prime minister, I don't think he and I will work well together"

Luke nodded.

"If you feel that way then something is definitely not right. What do you plan on doing?"

Prince stood up and looks out the window.

"The royal family should not have influence on politics however My opinion is that this man is not suited for the job. But we'll see as time goes"

"The King's word is final Prince. If your gut tells you something is off, trust it. You and the government work hand in hand. If there's no balance, the kingdom will surely perish."

Prince nods and turns to his father.

"But will I come off as a hypocrite?"

"Of course not! Do not forget that the country is not led by the prime minister but you. Your word is final"

The king nods. He will think of something to overcome this. Before it turns into something more serious.

He looks back at the window and saw Skye and Sam walking down the paved way heading inside the palace.

"I have to do what's best for my people"

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Benedict made his way inside the cafe. He finds a young man who was busy placing croissants in the display.

"Hello there"

Corey looks up.

"Hello. Welcome to lolocafe"

"Thanks. But don't worry, I own the place"

"Oh! Sorry. Jonathan is in the back icing the cupcakes"

"Alright. What's your name?"

"Corey"

Benedict nodded.

"I'm Benedict, Jonathan's younger brother"

"Neat. You look similar to the Queen though" Corey says in confusion.

"He's our younger brother. The last born of the family"

"Ah, I see. Maybe I should look presentable in case the royals pop up for a visit" Corey teases.

"No need" Jonathan says as he joined them. Benedict smiled to himself as he watched them interact.

"Corey hand me those tongs, they should be here not in that hot place"

"Okay"

Benedict clears his throat and Jonathan looks over at him.

"What?"

"Nothing, I came to tell you that I plan on visiting Skye so I thought you'd want to come"

"What about the cafe?" Jonathan asks.

"Corey can handle it"

"No no, he's still new. You go visit Skye then I'll visit him tomorrow"

Benedict smirked.

"Alright. See you later. Nice to meet you Corey"

Corey watches Benedict leave before turning to Jonathan.

"Is your brother...gay?"

Jonathan chuckles.

"Yes, he has a boyfriend who is a top model around here"

Corey shook his head. This family must have the best fortune out there, one child is a Queen and one is dating a model?

"What about you? Anyone special in your life?"

Jonathan shook his head with a sigh.

"Nope. My last relationship was about three years ago? The person I was seeing wanted to ruin my youngest brother's relationship with the now crowned king"

"Oof. I shouldn't have asked. I'm sorry"

"It's alright. Now please pass the tongs"

Corey laughed softly and he hands it to Jonathan, their fingers graze for a nano second and Corey felt himself shudder. He looks over at Jonathan and the man was busy placing the cupcakes in the display. He smiles to himself.

"May I ask you something?"

"Sure"

Corey clears his throat.

"So uh....are you....you know, part of the community?"

Jonathan felt heat rush to his face. Was Corey making a move?!

"Uhm....I honestly don't know. I've reached a point in life where I just want someone to love you know and somehow I don't mind that person's gender"

Corey nodded.

"That's admirable. I'm pansexual so I can understand"

"Interesting...I honestly thought you were gay"

Corey shrugged.

"I have no preference for labels. Oh look, morning rush"

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Skye was rocking back and forth on the rocking chair as Sam was suckling on the milk bottle, eyes drooping with sleep.

The door opens and Prince waved at him. Skye looks at Sam and he was fast asleep. He slowly gets up and gently lays the toddler down on the crib before tip toeing out.

They share a laugh and they go downstairs.

"I received a call from Benedict that he was coming over" says Prince. Skye nodded.

"It's brunch time. Also I have a job for him"

"Oh?"

"I want him to help me bake a cake for dessert tonight"

Prince nodded.

"Okay. So what we do now?"

Skye turned to face him.

"How about you join us. It'll be fun"

"I don't think I should be cooking after the whole steak thing"

Skye laughs softly.

"Okay, how about you watch us, then I'll bring some whip cream to our room and....experiment"

Prince smirked and held Skye by the waist.

"I'd like that princess"