Edward wanted to flee as soon as the first song was over and it was time for everyone else to dance. Sebastian kept his hand on his waist.
“Remember that we will have to dance with other people if we split up,” Sebastian reminded him. “Let’s do a few dances and slip out when no one’s looking.”
That suggestion was attractive. Edward put up with dancing a little more and was relieved when Sebastian’s hand finally dropped from his waist. That meant it was time to sneak away.
They wove their way through the dancing couples. Sebastian led him to the balcony which was free of people. The night wind was cold, but it was welcome after the stifling heat of the ballroom.
“You’re better at dancing now,” Sebastian commented. “It’s coming more naturally to you.”
Edward was pleased to have a compliment about his dancing.
“How many more hours is this dance party going to go
From the detective’s demeanour Sebastian knew he was still the top suspect for his mother’s murder. He resisted the urge to glare at Daniel. He was the king of Albion now. He had to act the part and not be tempted to do childish things. “I was wondering when I would hear more about the investigation,” he said. “Please take a seat.” Daniel took the offered chair and opened his notebook. “There has been a development. We tracked down the source of the ricin. The murderer obtained it off the internet from an underground ricin seller abroad in Switzerland. The seller was arrested for selling it and he had a ledger of his most recent clients. Busting that seller has led to a lot of arrests.” Sebastian waited for Daniel to get to the point. He felt that Daniel had come to tell him this information for a reason. “Surely if you know his most recent clients, then you have found the murderer?” he asked. Daniel cleared his throat.
Sebastian knew Edward was right. Getting too invested in the case was not helping himself or his stress levels.Waiting for new leads was the only thing he could do. There were other people to investigate the case.He just had a strange feeling in his stomach that he couldn’t pinpoint. Then he got it.“I think some of what I’m feeling is guilt,” he said. “I benefited from someone else murdering my mother. I became the king and inherited her power and money.”He had grown up knowing he would become the king of Albion someday. He had never held any feelings of dread, hate or love towards his future role. It was just something that was set to happen. His desire to become king had become stronger after meeting Edward.Then he had ascended to the throne at 19, a lot sooner than he had expected and only a year after his desire to become king had increased. It felt like if he hadn’t had those feelings, his mother
Sebastian returned to the palace from his meeting to find Bernadette waiting for him by the entrance.“King Sebastian, I’ve arranged for a car to take you to the hospital,” she told him. “I thought you would want to check on Edward.”Sebastian felt his heart skip a beat.“Why is Edward in hospital?”“There was an accident at his university. He took a minor hit to the head. The doctors at the hospital can give you a better briefing than me. The news has only just got to me.”The car that Bernadette had arranged pulled up outside and she gestured for him to get in. Sebastian took the hint and rushed over to it. He would have to wait for a full briefing when he got to the hospital. Until then he would just have to worry.He checked his phone to see if there was anything from Edward. There was a text from the morning saying that he missed him. After that there was nothing. He didn’t eve
Edward knew perfectly well that something strange was going on. Sebastian had been staying close to him since he had come downstairs. Normally Sebastian wasn’t free to spend time with him during the day. He had seen the piles of paperwork in person so he knew Sebastian was a very busy person. He had also noticed enough odd behaviour from his bodyguards to work out that the flower pot landing on his head wasn’t an accident. They had been too clingy at the hospital. The odds of a flower pot falling on his head by accident were very low. It couldn’t have been an accident and that was why Sebastian was keeping very close to him. His head twinged with pain and he decided he would analyse everything when his head was in a better condition. He knew he was very lucky to have come away from the incident with no brain damage. “What’s for dinner?” he asked. It was odd to look forward to food at the palace after weeks of bland food. The fo
Sebastian knew it wasn’t wise to jump to conclusions in a serious matter like this. He needed to think about things in an unbiased and calm manner."So, to summarise, the suspects for this case are the same as the ones for my mother's murder," he said.Daniel nodded.“I was taken aback by the similarity. There’s royal staff involved, you’re involved and so are the two princes. This attempted murder could be connected to the murder case.”Sebastian felt like everything had become more complicated now that the suspect list was the same. He was barely able to sit to table with suspects for his mother’s murder, it would be even harder to sit there like nothing was wrong with people who had potentially plotted the murder of his husband.“Am I a suspect in this incident?” he asked.The police officer looked amused by the question.“I don’t personally suspect you as a suspect in thi
Edward felt reassured by the vow. “I’ll protect you as well,” he promised. “Pinky promise?” They shook their pinky fingers and Edward smiled widely. They could get through this latest crisis together. “I think we should seal it with a kiss,” Sebastian said with a glint in his eye. Edward was of the same opinion and they indulged in a long kiss. He could tell that Sebastian was being careful with him as he was normally more passionate when kissing. “The royal doctor is perfectly happy with my condition,” Edward said when they parted. “The gauze and bandages can come off soon.” “That’s good,” Sebastian said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “What did you want to do now?” Edward looked at him in confusion. He had assumed Sebastian’s willingness to stay with him the previous day despite being busy had been a one off. Now it seemed like it wasn’t. “Are you sure you’re okay with missing out on valuable paperwork filling in ti
Edward returned to the car with a triumphant feeling in his chest. After his initial bad luck, he had aced everything else.Sebastian walked alongside him with a fake smile on his face. Edward had been so wrapped in his work that he hadn’t noticed Sebastian having trouble with the children he had been working with. It turned out that one of them had smeared liquid glue into his hair. They got back into the car and Sebastian’s smile immediately disappeared.“Why did I get the difficult children?” he complained. “Please spare me the critique Bernadette, I can see you checking the photos.”Bernadette smiled guiltily.“Edward, you did a fantastic job. Your photos came out brilliantly. King Sebastian, given the circumstances, you did do a good job. Would you like to see the photos?”Edward eagerly took the offered tablet and viewed the photos that had been taken of them. He looked better than he had been e
Sebastian realised that it would be a good time to let go of Edward. There were plenty of people around and if they remained hugging, it would look suspicious.“I now feel that my present to you isn’t going to live up to the same standard,” he said and let go of him.He took a look at the photo frame again and knew that he could find a good place for it. Christmas was often considered a time for families to gather and knowing that this was his first Christmas without his mother had felt sad.It appeared that Edward had been able to perceive that and had decided to give him a family photo of his new family. It was a perfect present.He put the photo frame down carefully and passed over his present to Edward. It was the camera lens Edward had asked for.“It is still a good present,” Edward told him. “It was what I wanted.”The rest of Christmas day went without any issues. Vincent and Conrad didn&rsquo