♔ 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦 𝐸𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ♔

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"Holy fuck."
William gladly closed the bakery's door shut and flipped the open sign. He sighed tiredly sliding to the floor.

"My jaw hurts."
I said quietly as I slid next to him.

Paul laughed loudly at us as he watched us from behind the counter.

"All sold out."
Paul said grinning.

"How the hell are you not tired?"
I asked him.

"I only get tired when I either run out of magic or if I am hurt."
William's head dropped on my shoulder, his breath steadied.

"Is he asleep?"
I whispered to Paul. He nodded.

"Master William has barely had any energy lately."
Paul commented on William's lack of energy.

"He hasn't been feeling the best lately."
I stroked William's hair as I spoke.

"Is he sick?"
Paul asks.

"No, everything we have been through is finally getting to him."
I explained.

"Master Ellis. May I ask you a personal question if it is not too disrespectful?"

"Sure."

"I know that you are a prince of this kingdom but you were a prince before you married master William, correct?"
Paul asked. My brows furrowed as I nodded.

"I heard that your father got killed inside the castle."
I nodded once again.

"What about her majesty?"
Paul asks. I frowned.

"My mother?"
He nodded.

"She passed away giving birth to me."
Paul seemed like he was confirming his suspensions.

"Why the sudden interest?"
I asked.

"I was just curious."

•••

William shoved the key into the door unlocking it. We walked into our new apartment closing the door behind us.

It is a very clean apartment, It is very cozy and warm. Paul teleported us from the bakery to the apartment's building. He said it would be better because if someone had followed us and found out where he lived, we would be in danger all over again.

"It's...homey"
Said William.

"I hope they don't burn this one down to ashes as well."
He continued.

"Hey, Will?"

"Yeah?"

"Paul asked me a weird question today. He asked about my mother."
William frowned.

"Why would he ask about that?"

"I don't know. He said he was curious."

"I never took Paul for the nosy type but again what do I know."

"Right."

"Hey, don't overthink it. It was probably nothing."
He cupped my face.

"Probably."

"Come on, let's go see the bed."
I grabbed his hand before he walked away.

"You doing okay?"
I asked him.

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