Royals

Kamila sat at the dining table with Faelyn and Arabella by her side, she wrote down the names they were saying onto the guest list for Faelyn’s birthday ball.
“Chucky.” Faelyn spoke.
Arabella raised her eyebrow, “You’re inviting Chucky?” She asked, Faelyn nodded, Kamila wrote down his name even though she had no idea who he was.
“Who’s Chucky?” She asked shyly.
“Alex Galchenyuk. You don’t know who he is?” Faelyn asked, Kamila shook her head embarrassed.
“He’s a part of the royal family of Raids, he’s Malkin’s nephew,” Arabella explained, “It’s like Fae’s birthright to marry him.” She added.
Faelyn rolled her eyes, and explained to Kamila about how the king of Raids and her father had set up her and Alex since they were kids. She was forced to go on dates with him, Alex was attractive and he was a royal, but Faelyn wasn’t interested and she couldn’t get her father to
“Don’t forget Patrick and Beau!” Arabella added changing the subject, Kamila added their understand that. names to the list with shaky hands, just the mention of Patrick’s name made her heart flutter.
“I think Kane has a thing for you Kam, I can’t even remember the last time he’s been at a royal party. Then he saw you and that changed.” Faelyn teased.
“Yeah, until he finds out I’m not a royal.” Kamila sighed, Kamila was always optimistic, she never had a problem with where she came from, she wasn’t a royal but her and Jeff got by on their own.
“Well he doesn’t have to know you’re not a royal.” Arabella smirked thinking of a plan, Faelyn and Kamila listened to her, they were interested in what she had to say.
The three of them formed a plan to trick Patrick into believing Kamila was a royal, they’d say she was their cousin who was visiting for a few months. They had given her all their old dresses they’d never wear again, so that she looked the part, Jonathan would be so busy he wouldn’t notice Kamila not serving the guests the way she’s supposed to.
“What happens when he finds out that I’m not an actual royal?” She asked.
“He won’t, and if he does, well you’re on your own,” Arabella joked, “By the time he finds out he’ll already be in love with you, and he won’t care.” She reassured.
“So if you’ll be with Patrick the whole night, we’ll need someone to replace you.” Faelyn spoke, the Skinners and the other servants they had would be working the night of the party to make sure everything went smoothly.
“I could ask Kassidy, you know Sidney’s sister? She could take my place.” Arabella listened carefully once she heard Kamila mention Sidney.
“That’s perfect, you could ask Sidney to come too, just so Jeffrey isn’t lonely of course.” Arabella smiled sweetly.
Kamila nodded, she added the last few names to the list before getting up from her seat, she needed to send out the invitations as soon as possible. She said her goodbyes to the sisters and left to find Jonathan to talk about a few finishing touches for the party.

Beau walked the empty corridors of his home; there had been a lot of tension after the series of events at the Toews place. Once Scarlett had found out Beau had been the one who told her parents, she had slapped him as hard as she could and ignored him ever since. His step mother Jules also wasn’t too happy with him; she knew Beau had told Jake out of spite because he resented Scarlett and Jules for being the reason his mother had left him.
Beau walked into Patrick room unannounced he needed to talk to someone about the girl he had met a few days ago, Beau didn’t have too many friends, why would he? Everyone was jealous of him, how could they not be? He would be king one day.
“Whose life did you ruin today?” Patrick asked, not looking away from the closet he was searching through.
“No ones, but the day is still young brother,” Beau teased, “I actually needed to ask you something, what are your thoughts on a royal liking a peasant?” He asked.
“I don’t approve of it, if you are a royal why would you settle for something less? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for a peasant.” Pat spoke in disbelief, there was no way a royal could ever be with a peasant, it was frowned upon, it’s a disgrace to the royal family.
Beau scoffed, “Of course not, I’ve had my eyes on one of the Toews sisters.”
“Hopefully not Faelyn, if anyone comes between Fae and Alex the big beast Malkin might actually kill someone.” Patrick joked.
“Well I don’t have a death wish, besides she seems like a prude. Arabella will actually give it up for a king to be.” Beau smirked.
Patrick rolled his eyes, “Is that all you care about?” He spat.
Beau dramatically slapped his forehead, “Silly me, you’re right Patrick! I’m sure she has a wonderful personality, and I am very interested in getting to know her, maybe then we can get married, have children, and live happily ever after.”
“If you keep sleeping around, you’re going to end up just like dad, then you’ll have your own son who will hate you almost as much as you hate dad.” Patrick snapped.
“Don’t ever disrespect me like that!” Beau spat, he towered over Patrick glaring at him, Patrick pushed him away from him.
“You’re so full of yourself!” Patrick hissed.
“I can’t help that I’m loved by everyone.” He scoffed.
“Yeah everyone but your mother!” Patrick spat, it didn’t take long for Beau to lung at him. He tackled him to the ground throwing in punches, Patrick fought back even though Beau had the advantage.
Jake ran into the room after he heard the yelling, “What the hell is going on?” He yelled as he ripped Beau off of Patrick.
Patrick got up spitting blood onto the floor, “You hit like a girl.” He laughed.
“He disrespected me and then my mother.” Beau hissed through gritted teeth.
Jake shook his head, “You boys are ridiculous, if you want to act like children you can do it when you two are stuck at home while the rest of the family goes to Faelyn’s party.”
“Dad, that’s not fair!” Patrick whined.
Jake glared at him, “Beau go to your room, and stay there!” He ordered, Beau followed his command and left leaving Jake and his son some privacy.
“You better smarten up if you want to go to this party.” Jake warned, he left the room leaving Patrick to think about his actions.

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