Two Odd Princes ~ A Solangelo AU ~

Chapter 10

Suit fitting was Will and Nico's least favorite thing to do. It was time consuming and boring. They had to stand the whole time and look through all sorts of fabric that were the same color, but different shades. The disliking to it might have just been a boy thing though. Then again, Bianca also had to go try on dresses all day and didn't enjoy that too much either.

Both the princes had been whisked away shortly after breakfast to be measured and to pick out the colors. Nico hadn't done this in over a year and was happy about not doing it, but now he had to.

"Prince Nico, what color would you like your suit," a man asked, holding out a book with an infinite amount of colors.

Without looking, he replied, "Black."

"What color of black?"

"Just black."

"Yes, I know, but what shade of black?"

Nico pointed at a random square of black, hoping to satisfy the suit maker. The man nodded, writing something down in his notes and went to speak with Will who was more cooperative. After they finished, they were walking back to their rooms.

"You seemed annoyed during the fitting," Will pointed out.

"And you didn't look like you were enjoying yourself too much either," Nico said.

Will couldn't argue with that; he was bored out of his mind and just wanted to read.

They continued walking till they heard a few people arguing in another room. Both the boys followed the commotion, finding the source. It was the room Bianca went to try on dresses. Hazel and Persephone went with her as well.

"No," they heard Bianca shout. "I'm not wearing a dress that shows cleavage just to please a guy."

"But, Bianca," Persephone said, hoping to reason with the young woman. "He's your husband to be. You should look appealing for him."

Will, who had been leaning against the door with Nico, blushed. Nico did as well, knowing that they shouldn't be hearing that.

"I'm going back to my room," Bianca told everyone in the room, heading to the door. Everyone tried to stop her, saying that she had to pick out a dress first. "I've tried on over a hundred today. Just pick that red one out over there."

"But, Princess," one of the dress people said, "that dress didn't flatter you at all."

"Good. I hope it keeps people away from me then."

The door opened, pushing both the boys back before they could move. Bianca strode out of the room, noticing the boys on the ground. At first, she was wondering what they were up, but took it as something wrong.

"Were you trying to peak," she asked, even more angry than before. "Will, you're a pervert, and, Nico, that's just wrong and sick."

She stormed off, not looking at them again. The boys looked at each other, shrugged, and stood up again, making their way to their rooms. They were right down the hall from Will's room when a maid ran up to Will.

"Prince Will," she said, stopping to catch her breath. "I've come to inform you that you're late for your tea with the princess."

"Crap," Will said. "I forgot all about that." He turned to Nico, in hope he had some wise words of advice for him. Unfortunately, Nico had nothing; he was as good as dead. Will gulped, knowing his life may come to an end sooner than expected. Will waved bye to Nico and went to go meet the princess.

Nico sighed, opening the door to his room. He flopped down on his bed, bored with nothing to do. After thinking for a moment a thought came to mind. He stood up, changed into some workout clothes, and picked up his sword. There was an indoor training area he could go to and brush up on his fighting skill. If anyone tried to stop him, he'd just use the excuse of practicing self-defense. The guards would most likely buy that.