Prince of Neuschwanstein/Kelingale: Double Trouble

You may be expecting a normal story about a prince meeting his princess, a perfect guy with a perfect glowing beauty. A girl who has glorious skin or her skin as white as snow. Or maybe a prince charming who had wavy blonde hair and was handsome and brave and a night in shining Armor.

No, this story is a complete opposite. It starts in a Kingdom far far away with a royal family and a rebel Prince. Prince Marco.

Yes he's handsome, in fact irresistible and yes he's a prince but not a regular one. He was more of a prince who hated BEING one. He hated the responsibilities and being told what to do and being forced to go to balls looking for a 'princess' or anything like that. In fact he quite hated all the girls he saw, they never seemed to catch his eye.

They where either to petty, to preppy, to bubbly or just to MUCH for him. They where always a see of fair girls at every ball, no difference. A sleeping beauty every ball and none was his type.

Marco POV:

"All these girls look like whore's." I whispered over to my royal best friend and dear I say, only best friends. Anthony was the only person that understands me, and the only other prince that hates being royalty. All the women are just too extra, extra shits. They do to much to impress us.

I sigh in defeat, knowing mother would never allow me to leave this ball till I at least talk to one princess. "Hey, wanna sneak out of here?" Anthony asked, looking at me with a bored look. "Dude, no. My mother would go ballistic on my ass." I hissed at him. Yes, I would normally say yes and grin but today was not the day for that. My mom was having problems with the kingdom and I actually felt bad for her. But he was right, this ball was lame.

"Ugh, don't go all goody goody on me now mate, there's a party down in a nearby village, wanna check it out?" He asked, looking at me with desperation. I finally gave in and nodded. We sneakily stood up from the throne chairs and snuck behind the curtains and down the long stairs of the castle.

Oh wait, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Marco, Marco Halinzander, Prince of Neuschwanstein and supposedly 'air to the throne'. I'm just basically an average teenager with a very heavy destiny. I'll soon be 17 and then after that 18, it will be compulsory to find myself a queen instead, not a princess cause by then I'd be at the age to become king, too many responsibilities and anyway, you only live once so why follow other people's rules when you could follow no rules. That's my motto.

Ok, that's enough about me. Let me tell you about my best friend Prince of Kelingale. The one and only Anthony Russufer. He's also 16 but he's turning 17 earlier than me, like a month earlier and he automatically thinks he's better than me.

My mom said I would find my princess sooner one day but I doubt it will ever happen. You see, my dad met my mom in Italy, that's why my name is Italian. He said my mom was unique in her own way and he felt drawn to her. But no girl I have seen so far is even unique, they just try impressing me and don't try acting normal at all. They all act like they want to serve me, I just want someone who actually likes me for who I am except for my royalty and this kingdom has no one like that.

As we ran through the castle's halls, our footsteps echoing, we heard someone coming so I took hold of Anthony's hand and pulled him behind a night armour.

"But your majesty, he's all over the news and this is the only way to put his nonsense to an end." I heard someone say. Wait, was that Sir Kelson, my uncle.

"Oh I know what you mean Kelson but my husband would have never wanted to resolve to that. And I know my son can change, he doesn't need help from that so called correction school." My mother, the queen, said. Wait, are they talking about me?!

"Estella, it would be better for my son and your son to go to the school. They cause too much trouble in both our kingdom's. I love Anthony but he brings so much nuisance to our family. Both our families are at stake." I heard Anthony's mom, Queen Karia, say.

They want to send us away?!

"Dear Karia, that is nonsense. But I guess your right, it'll be better for both our kingdom's. Let's just see them. If they cause anymore trouble then we'll send them straight to the correctional boarding school." My mom sighed out. I heard their footsteps get closer and pass us by..

"What the fuck." I heard Anthony hiss. "So, we still going?" I ask, regretting it immediately. "No, didn't you hear what they said. We can't cause anymore trouble. But that ball is so boringgggggggg." He whined.

"What if we still go but go unnoticed like, a disguise?" I exclaimed. Yes, good idea Marco.

"Yeah, maybe that'll work. But where would we get the disguises from?" he asked, puzzled. Oh yeah, there's a room with so many clothes for people who come to act. "I know." I exclaimed. "Follow me and I'll show you." I said, gesturing for us to come out from behind the night armour We sneaked down the hall way and met with a door that says 'Drama Room'. I opened it slowly as the door creaked slightly. We walked into the dimly lit room. Their where candles on every wall and rows and rows of different clothes.

"Well we better get dressing." I exclaimed, shutting the door behind us. I went to the right side while Anthony went to the left side.

"You done yet, mate?" Anthony yelled across the wide room. "Yes." I yelled back, adjusting the collar of the button-up shirt I wore. We met back at the door. "What you wearing?!" I exclaimed, looking at him. I laughed so loud as he just rolled his eyes. Out of all the costumes, he chose to be a guy with a whole damn armor. "Oh shut your bloody mouth, I don't do casual." He groaned out, rolling his eyes.

"But you didn't have to change your whole fucking gender, mate." I squealed, laughing so hart that I clenched my stomach. "Let's just go." He grumbled, walking out the room. I tried catching my breath as I walked out after him.

Once we where at the kitchen, we had to duck low. There where so many chefs and the back door of the castle was past these chef's and to the back of the kitchen and also we have to go down to the dungeon from the door we go to the dungeon where the back door finally was.

We need to distract them. "Anthony, knock down that pot." I hissed at him. We where hiding under a big table. "He nodded and knocked over a pot on the next table, trying not to be noticed. Once all the chef's concentration was on how it fall, we slipped over to the door and down the echoing dungeon's. It was empty. Our footsteps echoed through the high walls. We ran through the cold dungeon and down the stairs and finally at the door. Once we opened it, we slipped behind a bush and to the side of the castle. So many limo's and fancy cars lined around the castle garden.

We slipped passed them and finally into open field. "The village should be there." He pointed at a small village. We ran so fast, for the village was actually really far from where we are. Once we got there, we almost collapsed at the 'Welcome to Japingale' big sign. This village was kind of different from the others we have seen. This one seemed to have so many bright signs street lights.

"Woah, this place is better and I saw." Anthony breathed out. We then heard blaring music from a club nearby. We ran over to it and opened the door. Blaring music, smell of cigarettes and alcohol hit our faces.

"This party bout to be lit." I heard a male voice yell. "Oh god." I sighed out. "Look who we have. Why hello there your majesty." Johnny snickered, bowing in front of us with a cigar between his lips. We weren't friends but we also aren't strangers too. His father works for the royal family but he is barely around the castle.

"Oh, hi Johnny." I sighed. I felt him go behind us and but his hands on our shoulders as he led us into the lightly dimmed house. Girls and boys where around each corner, literally no space to walk with such crowd.

He led us to the front of the crowd. "WELCOME THE PRINCES!" Johnny yelled, definitely drank and smoked too much. There was shouting a hollering of all kinds. "Well boys, go enjoy the party would ya." Johnny laughed out, hitting or backs, pushing us into the big crowd.

"Why didn't you tell me Johnny was hosting this party?" I asked, groaning in frustration. "You didn't ask. And he's parties are always the best." Anthony exclaimed. Then 2 girls walked up to us. "Hello Prince Anthony, wanna get a drink." The first girl asked. She had brown hair and eyes but was very, I mean very, beautiful. The other girl beside her was also very pretty. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. But, I still didn't feel attracted to her.

"Why yes m'lady." He said, grinning at her and taking her hand in his and kissing it. She giggled, blushing a little. This boy was definitely a ladies man. "What about you Prince Marco, wanna grab a drink?" She asked, winking at me and stretching her hand out for me to kiss it. I nervously did and took her hand in mine. She giggled too. Anthony and the brunette have already walked off to get some drinks or some shit so we decided to head to the other room with more drinks in it.

I took Hennessey while she took a swing of vodka. We drank and talked and laughed like fools. We walked out of the room, half drunk. Then we walked over to a corner and then she took a handful of my shirt and pulled me into a deep and rough kiss but i wasn't feeling it, I just kissed back so I wouldn't hurt her feelings.

"WHAT THE HELL DENISE?!" I heard a scream. She pushed me away roughly and I turned to where the yell came from. The whole floor had spread apart around a group of boys. The boy in front of all of them looked angry and....hurt. "Oh Benny, I-It's not what it looks like." She stuttered, a sad look on her face. "YOU CHEATED ON MY WITH A FUCKING PRINCE! WHAT IS YOUR DEAL!" He yelled. He definetely looked hurt.

"He kissed me first." She shrieked, pointing at me. "What the fuck." I sighed out. The supposed 'Benny' looked at me with a death stare as he walked up to me, well more of stomped. He then blew a punch to my face. I was to wasted out to comprehend so I punched him back. Hard blow's hit my face as he began pushing me to the floor and kicking my stomach. Then vision because to blur. The last thing I heard was "MARCO, ARE YOU OK?!"....

"Marco Alexander Halinzander III, HOW DARE YOU SNEAK OUT WITH PRINCE ANTHONY?!" My mother screamed in my face. We rode in the royal limo with Anthony's mother and my mother. "But mo-"I tried justifying. She rose her hand to my face in annoyance, silencing me. "And not only that, you got in a serious fight. See how bloody you look!" She yelled once more. I did look bloody. I had a runny nose and a bruised eye and lip. My bloody nose dripping to my shirt.

"We are sending you 2 off to a correction school." Queen Karia sighed out after a few minutes of awkward silence. "Yeah, we heard." Anthony grumbled. I saw my mom and Queen Karia look at each other with worriedness. What are they not telling us. "And, you guys will be there.....for 4 years. No coming back. On holidays you have a special penthouse where you will stay." My mom explained.

"THAT'S BULLSHIT!" Anthony yelled out. "Shut your mouth now Anthony, watch your language. You 2 are ruining our family names and we won't stand by and let that happen." Queen Karia said with a force of command in her voice. "This is ridiculous. How can I stay there for 4 years?! How can we stay there for 4 years?!" I exclaimed as we drove out of the town, away from flashing cameras and shouting.

"You boys need to learn your lesson. This has been going on for too long, ok." My mom sighed. Anger rushed through me as I balled my fists. "I DON'T WANT YOU TO DO THAT.! How can you let your only son go to a correction school just because your embarrassed of him?! JUST BECAUSE OF A STUPID FAMILY NAME!" I yelled at my mom. She looked stunned and suprised then she got angry. "How dare you speak to your mother like that?! After everything I've done to cover up your silly behaviour, you owe me!" She yelled, staring daggers into my eyes. We pulled up into the royal garden. And then I lost it....

"I HATE YOU! DAD WOULD UNDERSTAND NOT YOU!" I finally screamed. I grumbled as I got out the limo and ran as fast as I could back into the castle, ignoring the screams of my name behind me.

"'Prince of Neuschwanstein/Kelingale: Double Trouble'." It was all over the news. I groaned as I read it, eating breakfast in my room the next day. I couldn't face my mother after the stunt I pulled yesterday. Then someone burst into my room. "Hiya, mate." Anthony hollered, shitting my room door and walking over to my bed. My room was as big as a ballroom and almost everything was made of gold, It wasn't really my style but it was still cool. "I can't wait till we go to the correction boarding school." He sighed out. I looked at him as if he was mad and he looked at me. He lay on my bed and put his arms behind his head and sighed out.

"Oh Marco, it means that we'll finally be away from our crazy ass mothers and finally on our own. We'll go to so many parties, so many chicks. I can't wait." Anthony sighed out. "But don't you remember the whole reason we started home school." I reminded him. We got treated like we would break if we where treated with disrespect. Like kings.

"Then we'll tell our mothers not to tell the school that we are princes, simple." He explained as if it was that easy. I just nodded and then there was a knock. Then the door opened. Oh....

"Prince Anthony, your mother is looking for you." My mother said sweetly, ugh. Anthony nodded and jumped of my bed and walked out the room. I just moved the tray of my body and took my phone from my side desk and started texting Anthony. MY mother closed the door and walked over to me and sit at my side.

"You can't stay mad at me forever." She sighed out in frustration when I didn't answer. She then took my phone from me then kept it aside. I just looked down at my fingers. "It would be good for both of us ok?" She said, placing her hand on mine. I stiffened. "No it won't. You barely even have time for me and then you send me off to boarding school. I can't even remember the last time you told me you loved me." I grumbled, snatching my hand away from under hers. She looks at me suprised. The crown on her head was shinning a lot this morning, making me scoff at her pride.

"Marco, sweetie. You know I love you but being a Queen and running the kingdom on my own is hard." She tried explaining. I just rolled me eyes at her, what an excuse. She then sighed and looked at her fingers.

"You know, when I first met your father in Italy, he was the only one who understood me. My parents never really liked him until they found out he was a prince but I didn't care about that, I cared about his kindness and open heart. When we got married, we would always slide on the rails of the castle stairs and laugh and we ran the kingdom with love but then....he passed away. You guys where so close and the day he died broke me and changed you so much. See you now. You look so much like your dad and I've been the worst mom to you. I love you so much Marco, more than you could ever know. Me loosing you would be like loosing my world." Mother said.

Then, it was like the whole world stopped. And then I saw tear drops drop to my mothers fair skin. I hugged her and she hugged me back.

"I'll go to the boarding school but mom please can you do a favour for me?" I asked. She then nodded and we pulled apart. "Can you please not tell the school that me and Anthony are princes or royalty?" I asked. She hesitated a little but then nodded. " I will." She said. She then laid a kiss on my forehead and got up, walking over to the door.

"Oh and you'll be leaving next week, we have to get the news out to the kingdom first." She said, turning to leave. "But wait, what school am I going to?" I asked, curious. "Melingaw boarding school honey. Oh and I almost forgot, you'll get your uniform tomorrow."