Sebastian walked into the room in the palace that was being used to televise his marriage announcement and immediately noticed that something wasn’t right. Bernadette’s face was ashen pale and she was talking frantically on the phone. The other royal advisors averted their eyes at the sight of him like they wanted to avoid him. He ignored them and approached Bernadette. She was the one leading the operation, she would have the answers. The lead royal advisor ended her call as soon as he approached. When he saw her up close, he became even more sure that something bad had happened. Bernadette was a hard woman to shock and she looked like she was panicking. “Bernadette, has something happened?” he asked. She bit her lip and he could tell that she didn’t want to tell him what was going on. “I didn’t want to tell you about it so quickly, I would normally seek to rectify a problem first. Unfortunately, I cannot see a way to rectify the prob

Edward yawned and stretched his arms. It had been a long three days of hiding and travelling. They were now out of France and were in Switzerland.He was no longer Edward Grey, they had changed identities in Paris.He was now Gabriel Dubois.It was fortunate that he spoke fluent French and near fluent German. Going to the top school in Albion had been useful.There had been a lot of changes since they had left Albion. They had all changed names and appearances. His mother had dyed his hair brown in the hotel bathroom in Paris and he had helped her bleach her hair blonde. Lord Grey had shaved his moustache. They were also only speaking French between them to help give the impression they really were French.He got out of bed and walked into the sitting room of their hotel room. Lady Grey was sitting at the table with a cup of tea.“Where’s Dad?” he asked.“Your father is out arranging a house for us to live in.

Edward sat down at the kitchen table to eat his breakfast. He had a lecture in an hour and the university was half an hour away by bus so he was keen to eat his breakfast very quickly.“There’s some major news from Albion,” his mother said suddenly. “The palace has announced that Queen Annelise died in the early hours of this morning.”Edward dropped his toast in shock. Hewould have never imagined that Queen Annelise would die so soon. She had been very full of life when he had met her.His parents exchanged looks. Edward picked up his slice of toast and carried on eating whilst he thought about Albion. The three of them never really talked about their past in Albion. They had assimilated to their new life in Switzerland quickly.Despite that, Albion and Sebastian were always somewhere in his mind.Sebastian couldn’t be doing too well at the moment. Queen Annelise’s death meant that he would become king at

Sebastian didn’t sleep much on his return flight to Albion, he had too much to think about. Edward’s willingness to cooperate had taken him by surprise. He had been expecting a lot of resistance. Maybe he could hope that Edward still loved him. It was strange to see Edward with different hair and less muscular. He looked happy and healthy in all the surveillance photos which made him feel a little bitter. The other students on Edward’s photography course had been asked about Edward or rather, Gabriel Dubois. He was popular and considered good looking, but had remained single the entire time. Sebastian had been relieved to hear that until he had met the barista of the coffee shop. He didn’t like the thought of anyone else having the chance to date Edward. A royal advisor appeared at his side. “Angela has sent through the schedule for Queen Annelise’s funeral. Would you like to look at it now?” Sebastian switched to work mode. He had a l

Edward checked that his camera had plenty of battery and loaded an empty memory card into the camera for his photoshoot. Sebastian had been visibly disappointed by the photoshoot request, but he had agreed to it eventually. “Remind me why I have to be your model again,” Sebastian requested when Edward walked into his office. “As I said before, the assignment is a male model photoshoot. You’re the only male I can use,” Edward explained. “I’m not allowed to socialise so I don’t know anyone else at university. If I use someone here like Ryan, everyone is going to wonder if I’m cheating on you. That means it has to be you.” Sebastian didn’t look entirely convinced, but he got up from his desk. “What do you want me to do?” “How much time do you have to spare?” Edward questioned. “Ideally I want to get all the photos at once.” “You can have an hour of Prince Sebastian, the male model,” his husband replied.  Edward decided the be