Family Breakfast

"Wake up."

Huh? what was that voice.

"Hey prince charming, wake up!"

Here it is again, who is it? I'll just cover my ears with the blanket

"Wake Up!!!"

*thud*

"Huh, what the–"

William is now laying down on the floor, and is currently in shocked. Next to him is his personal maid Aisha, she is holding a thick blanket, and is looking down on the fallen prince.

Apparently William wasn't waking up on Aisha's waking call. So... with all of Aisha's strength she pulled the blanket which William used the cover his ears to get him out of the bed, but the pull was too strong, So William followed the momentum down to the floor.

"Good Morning Prince William, breakfast is ready."

"What the hell did you do that for?!?!"

"The prince wasn't waking up from my waking up calls so I had to use other means."

"But still I'm a Prince are you not scared I will punish you???"

"Ohhhh, you mean the tyrant prince who was holing himself up in the library while I was away."

Crap! she found out. How???

"How did I find out you might ask?"

Aisha replied as if reading Williams mind.

"All the castle staff was talking about it you know... That the tyrant prince was hiding himself on the library to escape from the rumors."

"Can you read minds?!?!... Anyway breakfast is ready right, tell father I'll go down on a minute."

"Understood."

A lot of stuff happened yesterday, from the appearance of the pope, to father's intention, the visit of uncle Houro and our duel. I need to prepare myself I can't face father right now after the incident with the pope, I need to act as if I don't know.

.

William washed his face and went down to the dining room. As he enters the room his face turned sour, the dining room was large, filled with open space, the wall that surround the dining room is full of paintings painted by famous painters who was granted by the painters will.

In the middle of the room lays a massive rectangular table. On top of the table is a white table cloth with golden patterns in the end of each side, delicious looking food that makes William's tummy rumble.

Next to the table are 18 grandeur chairs with 2 opposite of each other on the short side, and 16 on the other with 8 on each side, the chairs is sculpted with high precision to match the pattern in the table cloth.

The dining room, table and chairs isn't the one that made William's face turn sour. It was the people who sat on it.

On the left side of the table is a family with 2 boys, 2 girls, and a mother, they are my step siblings and stepmother. My father, the king sat at the singular chair on the front.

"Well it seems the family is complete, Take a seat William " The stepmother said while'st pointing on the other side of the table.

William then went to the right side of the table, and sat close to his father.

"Don't put me together with this tyrant, mother. it may ruin my beautiful face."

The narcissist who talked like he was the prettiest in the world was none other than the 3rd prince, Lancelot Est Greissha.

"Don't talk to your brother like that."

"But mother this brother of ours has done nothing but problems to our father." Michael replied.

"Silence!!!" screamed Ezekiel the king.

Everyone without second thought went silent, Even the talkative Michael.

"Michael, William may have gave me problems but that is none your business understood. so do not talk to your brother like that."

"I understand father."

Michael then turned his head in William and glared with malice.

"Hey Big bro!"

"What is it Olivia?"

The little girl who called out to William just now was Olivia Leah Greissha.

"Is it true that you're a tyrant."

The little girl this time is Sophia Alice Greissha.

both Sophia and Olivia are twins, they were born the same date but has different standings when it comes to their royalty. Sophia is the 4th Princess and Olivia is the 5th.

"No I am not, did your brothers tell you both?"

""Actually we didn't hear it from the 2nd and 3rd brother."" Both replied.

"Then can I ask you both where you heard it?"

"Umm, It was actually from our instructor"

oh, so it's from him

Their instructor was known to be the most beautiful in our country, Lancelot only comes second place by a massive margin.

For some reason their instructor really loathes me, It's as if I did something that he really didn't like, up until this day I still don't know why.

"Oh yeah William have you been sneaking around lately." King Ezekiel asked.

"I have not father I was inside the library the whole day while studying, why have you asked?"

"It is nothing"

William lied like a breath.

King Ezekiel was probably referring to Williams eavesdropping to the conversation of the pope and the king, if William was caught, his House Arrest would have been extended.

"Didn't you go outside the library to go back to your room, brother!" Michael Intercept.

"Yes I had, It would have been bad to stay in the library while'st Uncle Houro was visiting the palace."

"He is not your Uncle!" Michael glared angrily.

"Oh I am really sorry, 'Uncle' Houro said to me himself to call him that years ago."

"I said, he is not your Uncle! you know nothing about him."

Michael stood up from his chair and slammed the table furiously. The twins was scared, Lancelot who was admiring himself on the mirror stopped and glared at Michael.

"Wow you act like a tyrant."

King Ezekiel watching Michael beak his manners right in front of his presence glared at him.

"Michael sit down or I will punish you myself."

"Hymph!"

"Also you William, do not tease your brother like that completely knowing of what could happen."

"Yes father."

"Erilah bring Michael out to cool his head, I just lost my appetite."

"I Understand."

William's stepmother grabbed Michael by his ear and dragged him out of the room, while disciplining him.

Oh yeah the name of the stepmom is Erilah Bea Tristanny.

"William, after you finish eating, meet me at my office I need something to discuss."

King Ezekiel stood up and went outside the massive dining room.

I wonder what he wants to say William thought.