For parts of this story there are translation to Swedish and Icelandic. I do not speak these languages and got the translation from www.translate.com.
If you speak either language and want to correct any translation, feel free to comment<3..
Translations are bolded at the bottom of each page
"Momma, if you won't let me tell them about Simon, I'll tell them about Vea and Mäja."
"You would never. Wille, you have damaged our family quite enough these past months haven't you? You mustn't tell anyone about those girls. Or you'll be just like them."
"What? Happy and away from you? Please, send me away again. Maybe, I could get Simon to come along."
"You disgust me, Wilhelm August."
Disgust her? I always knew she'd never really get any of this; any of me. But I thought she'd at least try harder to hide her displeasement.
I'm her last son, the only one able to carry on the family name and she treats me like this? All because I'm making history. The first not straight prince. *The first out prince.* Here's the thing, I don't do labels. I already have Crown Prince choking me everyday. I think that's enough for a lifetime.
I'll be the first to rule this country with my king, (queen, nobody?) at my side. I'm not disgusting, I'm history.
"Hello? Yes, this is Prince Wilhelm. Can I speak with Mäja Linneá."
"Yes, just one moment."
Calling the faculty is not something I do often and I feel quite guilty about it.
"Erik?"
"Mäja? This is Wilhelm. I have something to tell you, actually two things." Tears well my eyes and that heart-racing-chest-tightening-suffocating sensation swarms me. The same way I felt during horror movie night and I held Simons hand for the first time. The same way I felt hundreds of times at Hillerska. "Erik, he got a new car and was out driving it and like the dare devil he was-."
"Was?"
"Mäja, he crashed. They couldn't save him."
"Erik is dead?"
"Yes, yes he is."
"How long?"
"Three months."
"Nobody told me? Does Vea know?"
"Not yet, but you promise not to tell her? I have something else to tell you. It's not as tragic and I know I should told you about Erik sooner."
"What is it?"
"I'm dating someone. I was, actually. He broke up with me."
"He? Who is it?"
"His name is Simon, I met him at Hillerska. You would love him Mäja."
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