PrincessToby
Cute Boy Princess
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"Good night, Ellie." The Queen said softly, giving the boy a kiss on the cheek as she had night after night, for nineteen years since he had come into this world.
"Good night, mother." He replied quietly, playing a bit at the sleeves of his shirt that hung gently over his hands. He waited for her to leave and get a bit down the long hallway before closing the door. He leaned his back up against it with a deep sigh, rubbing his face.
Was he really going to do this..? Of course he was. He had his things packed since two days before, of course he was going to go.
What about his mother..? He was nineteen now, and she had seven other children. Surely she couldn't have thought that he would stay and be babied by her forever. Plus, he would be back at some point... He just wanted to see things for himself.
He collected himself and stood up straight. With a deep breath he made his way over to the trunk at the end of his bed, opening it up and pulling out the backpack he had stashed inside. He tucked a note gently on top of his pillow, having explained in it exactly why he had needed to leave.
Within a few minutes he was making his way down one of the servants tunnels. No one really used them this late at night and he had mapped out a route of the least traveled halls anyway. He wandered through the maze of hallways, his eyes adjusting to the very dim light as he went along.
"Good night, Ellie." The Queen said softly, giving the boy a kiss on the cheek as she had night after night, for nineteen years since he had come into this world.
"Good night, mother." He replied quietly, playing a bit at the sleeves of his shirt that hung gently over his hands. He waited for her to leave and get a bit down the long hallway before closing the door. He leaned his back up against it with a deep sigh, rubbing his face.
Was he really going to do this..? Of course he was. He had his things packed since two days before, of course he was going to go.
What about his mother..? He was nineteen now, and she had seven other children. Surely she couldn't have thought that he would stay and be babied by her forever. Plus, he would be back at some point... He just wanted to see things for himself.
He collected himself and stood up straight. With a deep breath he made his way over to the trunk at the end of his bed, opening it up and pulling out the backpack he had stashed inside. He tucked a note gently on top of his pillow, having explained in it exactly why he had needed to leave.
Within a few minutes he was making his way down one of the servants tunnels. No one really used them this late at night and he had mapped out a route of the least traveled halls anyway. He wandered through the maze of hallways, his eyes adjusting to the very dim light as he went along.