It was the next day. The staff let me sleep in until eleven. When I awoke I headed downstairs. I saw that I was being watched by the guards extra more which was expected from this whole ordeal. I headed towards Markus's room. I knocked on the door.

     "Hello?" I heard his voice asked.

     "It's me, may I come in?" I replied.

     "Yes," Markus answered.

     I opened the door and he was sitting at the desk in the room, he was wearing a white long-sleeved t-shirt with ruffle sleeves. He had a dark blue vest over the shirt and white pants, he was wearing black boots.

     "Did you sleep well?" I asked.

     "Yes, I did." Markus said, "Did you?"

     "Yes, one that I've been needing." I told him, "What are you doing?"

     "Im writing a letter to my father, letting him know I'm well," Markus replied.

     "Why?" I asked, "I thought you hated him?"

     "I do, but he's still my father, you know?" he asked.

     I nodded in response, "I'm going to head downstairs for breakfast, care to join me?"

     "Sure," Markus said, he closed the piece of paper and we headed downstairs.

     "Good morning young prince." Zara greeted me, she was our gardenkeeper.

     "Good morning Zara, how are you?" I asked her.

     "Im doing great young prince, breakfast is ready in the hall."

     "Thank you," I told her.

     She nodded her head and walked away.

     Markus and I headed into the hall and sat down, there was bacon, sausages, eggs, hashbrowns, and more. our lovely chef, Molly, was standing near the table, her slightly gray hair was in a bun, and she was wearing a chef's uniform with black flats.

     "A fine meal for you this morning young prince," Molly said.

     "Thank you, Molly, this looks delicious."

     "Of course sir. Enjoy," Molly replied, she then left the room.

     Markus and I sat down and dug in. After breakfast, we headed out into the garden and walked around.

     "So, where are you thinking of leaving to?" I asked as we walked past fields of dandelions.

     "Not sure yet. Might just leave until I find the right place," he replied, "you know, I've always wanted to travel the world. My father would tell me 'That's not allowed! You need to stay here. Where you belong. Where you can someday rule this kingdom, under my guidance.' I hated when my father said that."

     "That's horrible," I said.

      I really didn't want Markus to leave, but, I couldn't stop his dream.

     Markus stopped and looked at me.

     "Are you okay?" Markus asked.

     I didn't answer right away. I didn't want to tell him that I wanted him to stay because I didn't want to be like his father. . . but the thought of him leaving killed me.

     "I want you to stay, here," I told him.

     "What?" Markus replied. He was confused. Natural response.

     I felt like I should've stopped talking and just said 'Never mind' but I kept going.

     "I want you to stay here, with me," I repeated, "would you go on a date with me?"

     Markus smiled, "Yes. I will, but you have to plan it."

     "Well, I was planning to." I laughed.

     We made our way back to the castle and I walked into my dad's office.

     "Dad, could we talk?" I asked.

     My dad looked up from his work.

     "Of course Alex, what do you need?"

     "Dad, I found someone," I told him.

     "Oh?" my dad asked.

     I nodded.

     "Who?"

     "Prince Markus," I answered.

     "Oh." my dad said, he sounded in shock.

     "I'm gay Dad." I told him, "I like boys."

     "That's amazing son, I hope you two are happy together." my dad smiled.

     "You're not mad?" I asked.

     "Why would I be mad?" my dad replied, "I'm so proud of you for telling me, thank you."

     My dad stood up and walked towards me, he hugged me tight.

     "I love you no matter what," he said.

     "I love you too Dad." I replied, "Thank you."

     We pulled away from the hug and I let my dad get back to work, I headed up to my room to start planning the date.