Royal event (2)

As Alex's patience wore thin, they abruptly told Elizabeth to leave, their voice laced with a tinge of rudeness.

Footsteps grew louder outside Alex's door, their rhythmic sound echoing through the silence of the hallway. With each passing second, the anticipation within Alex intensified. Who could be approaching their room at such a deliberate pace?

As the footsteps drew nearer, Alex's heart raced in their chest, their mind racing with a flurry of possibilities. Could it be their mother, seeking to continue the confrontation? Or perhaps it was Elizabeth, returning with a newfound urgency to share a revelation or offer further guidance?

The doorknob turned slowly, and the sound amplified in the quiet room. Alex held their breath, bracing themselves for whatever awaited on the other side. The door creaked open, revealing a figure standing in the doorway, partially concealed by the dim light filtering in from the hallway.

The silhouette remained motionless, casting an enigmatic shadow into the room. Their identity remained shrouded, leaving Alex on edge. was it an ally? Or someone entirely unexpected? As the tension mounted, the figure finally stepped forward, revealing its face.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still as recognition washed over Alex. It was a person they least expected to see, yet their presence held the potential to unravel the secrets and mysteries that had consumed their thoughts.

"Alex," a familiar voice called out, both gentle and filled with urgency. "We need to talk." Standing at the doorway was Alex's father, Albert, the revered king of the kingdom. Every inch of his being exuded authority, his regal stature and the years of navigating the intricacies of leadership evident in his presence. The lines on his face spoke of wisdom and the burdens he had shouldered for the betterment of the realm.

Alex's father, King Albert, had travelled to France for a two-day meeting of royal families. The purpose of the gathering was to strengthen alliances and discuss important matters that affected their kingdoms.

"When did you come back, Dad?" Alex asked, their voice filled with a mix of curiosity and longing. "Just now," replied Alex's dad

"I heard what had happened in these past 2 days," Alex's dad said with a serious tone, his eyes filled with concern. "You ran away from home, and then you ran from Rosie's home. It's been a whirlwind of events, and I need to know the whole story."

"You also know, Dad, that I am not attracted to girls," Alex confessed with a mixture of frustration and vulnerability. "I like boys, but still, Mom wants me to marry this girl named Rosie. She didn't even ask me before making such a decision. It's like my own feelings and desires don't matter."

Alex's voice quivered as they spoke their truth, the weight of their suppressed emotions finally pouring out. Their father's expression softened, his eyes reflecting a blend of empathy and concern. He approached Alex, placing a comforting hand on their shoulder.

"We will have a conversation with your mother," their father continued, his voice steady yet resolute. "Alex," their father said with a tone of authority, "now you have to get ready for the royalty event."

Alex's heart skipped a beat at the mention of the upcoming event. The weight of their personal struggles is momentarily overshadowed by the grandeur and significance of the occasion. The royalty event held immense importance for their family's standing and the future of the kingdom. It was a gathering where alliances were forged, rivalries simmered, and the fate of the royal families was determined.

"But, Dad," Alex hesitated, their voice filled with a mix of apprehension and longing, "what about... what about my own desires and happiness? Shouldn't that matter too?"

Their father paused, a hint of understanding flickering in his eyes. He placed a hand on Alex's shoulder, his touch conveying both affection and the weight of his responsibilities as the king.

"Alex, I know this isn't easy for you," he said, his voice carrying a touch of empathy. "But as the future leader of our kingdom, your presence at the royalty event is crucial. It is an opportunity to solidify alliances, to maintain our family's position, and to protect the interests of our people."

After their heartfelt conversation, Alex's father left the room, leaving behind a sense of anticipation and a swirl of emotions. The weight of their responsibilities and the uncertainties of the upcoming royalty event lingered in the air. Alex stood there, alone with their thoughts, as the door closed behind their father.

Alex got ready for the event, wearing a sleek black suit. They carefully adjusted their tie and made sure everything was in place. The suit made them feel confident and ready to make an impression. With each detail in order, they took a deep breath and stepped out into the world, ready to embrace their true self at the royalty event.