It has already been a week since I left Iceland and Kristín for Sweden. I felt my heart ache more and more at the thought of no longer speaking to Kristín. I just wanted to be secret again, no flashing cameras or yelling fans. I just wanted to be a care-free teen again.
"Wille," his door was propped open but no signs of life flickered behind. "Wille? Are you here?" I would have known if he left.
No Wilhelm anywhere in the way too big to be comfortable room. But a window left slightly ajar and fluttering curtains were there.
I try to call him. But his phone is left on his bed. Idiot.
I climb out the window too, because there's only one place he could be.
Simons.
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My Royal Sisters// Young Royals
FanfictionWilhelm and Erik, we all know the names. But the names Vea and Mäja may not be so familiar. But they're all apart of the same family. Vea and Mäja are the secret children. Sent away at nine years old, Vea to Canada and Mäja to a boarding school in I...
