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What a sad change for Gianni. It's not easy to lose parents so abruptly, and having to leave the life he's known makes it even harder.
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What an interesting exploration. I love that you took these two people and brought them together, through moments. Some people do just click and voila they can't be without each other. It was a full connection.
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Cutest first kiss ever.
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18 The next morning, Paul, David and Anselm sat in the informal dining room at Castle Arguro having breakfast. Dax came in and out; making sure the side table had enough food for breakfast. The television tuned to the morning news, while David and Anselm worked on their laptops. Petr had yet to make an appearance. Paul assumed he was tired. Riku had left early in the morning, only telling Paul that he would call later. He had looked pensive. Paul had not pushed for more informati
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17 Logan returned to the hospital after he finished with the police. Shirley drove him. She wanted to see John after their visit with Leon’s grandmother. Shirley parked and they went upstairs to meet the Queen and Leon. Logan was surprised to find that Leon had already left the private waiting room. Queen Amethea sat on one of the chairs with Olivier answering calls, as he paced behind her. There were three assistants from the palace camped at a table by the windows. Eac
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16 Logan’s team drove Leon back to Castle Arguro without John who was still out for the gunshot he sustained. It felt surreal to drive through the castle gates in the night. Officers from Royal Navy opened the front door, with no sign of the regular staff. Leon was glad to be back but the place felt empty. Dax was back at the Capital Palace to assist Olivier. The rest of the staff was on leave until further notice. It left the castle eerily quiet. The upper floors were dark with
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Oooh, slice of life chapter, I'll see what I can do Wes.
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15 “They got the mechanic from the garage before I could get to him.” Constantin cursed under his breath and hurried to the bar in his study to pour himself a drink. “What about the one from the hotel?” Constantin asked. “You told me you took care of him.” “I did. We paid him off and made sure he left the country. We’re running out of space to maneuver. We might have to leave too. It’s gory business murdering a Prince of the Realm.” “We haven't even had the state fu
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Leon is actually the eldest son of the second son, which is why he stays at Castle Arguro. However, Constantin (who is, eldest son of eldest son) is of the feeling that grandma queen won't give him the throne when his dad, Prince Isaak, eldest son, is removed from his position for crimes etc. Hence, the take-matters-into-own-hands-and-make-it-happen idea. I dare you to read that aloud, it boggled my mind. Next time I'll write a more sayable (i'vemadeaword) plot...lolz. Good fun. A lot of thoughts on royalty...hahaha. I'm in fantasy world, so all matters of abolish are like a dream. Just for the awesome comments and thoughts, I'm off to upload the next chapter in a few. Thank you so much for reading!
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14 Queen Amethea sat at the head of the table in the family living room, watching her family members walk in dressed for a wake. Each of them wore a different level of grief on their faces at the news of Leon’s death. She remembered assembling these same people when Kleopas and Anastasia died. That time, she had been unable to talk much and had left Olivier to voice all her opinions. This charade pained her, but if it would end the attempts on Leon’s life, she would sanction anythin
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13 Bullets hit the side of the Jeep, metal clawing its way into metal. It was so loud, Leon wanted to jump out of the jeep and run. Logan would not let him. A strong arm pushed him lower to the floor, holding him down in a crouch. Logan’s tone remained calm as he gave orders to Shirley and the rest of the team. The Jeep started moving again. Leon assumed they were heading to the castle. It was only a minute away at top speed. The gunshots continued. Logan’s arm tightened ar
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12 Leon crossed the street and kept walking until he found a trail leading him to the beach. There was magic in the water when the sun descended into its depths. Leon spent a few minutes immortalizing the color on the water and the sky with his camera. When he had enough pictures, he sat on the sand, removed his boots and watched the sunset. Logan joined him after thirty minutes, choosing to keep a wide gap between them. “The sun is almost gone,” Logan said. “We should be gett
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11 Leon woke up at five a.m. in the morning the next day, his head feeling heavy. A soft groan slipped from his lips and he rolled to his left side. Painkillers and brandy were the devil, he should never have tangled with either, but they numbed the pain now flaring in his chest. He could not bear the thought of David in hospital. Reaching for his phone on the bedside table, he rubbed sleep from his eyes and found Dr. Joley’s number. He called her and sat up when she answered on th
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10 Closing the bathroom door behind him, Logan leaned on it, and took in several deep breaths to calm his heart. He could not bring himself to regret kissing Leon. It felt right, like they belonged. Leon had not pushed him away because he didn’t like it, but because he did. Logan smiled at that thought. Shaking his head, he got his cellphone and dialed Commander Stevens, moving away from the bathroom door. “Lt. Commander.” “Sir, we are at the hotel for a few more hours
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9 Leon might have refused to take on his role as a Prince of the Kingdom in the Capital Palace, but the government officials had not forgotten him. Even now, as he sat opposite two Ministry of Tourism officials, Logan could see that they regarded him as His Highness, Prince Leon. They wanted Leon’s support in promoting tourism projects through the new hotel and any trips Leon would take out of the kingdom. Leon negotiated for an equal deal for the hotel and the tourism ministry. A s
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I apologize for this, bad editing on my part, posting too fast. I think I need to watch out for this. Riku was originally Ren in my first Draft, hahaha, the name slipped on me in Chapter 6, what a fail! I've edited it. Not as bad as the GOT coffee cup though...hehehehe. Petr is my favorite person in this story. He'll explain the club one of these chapters, hehehe.
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Like taking back what's his... I'm all for shattering glass, but looking through it is also such fun angst, hehehe. Thank you @Netvoyager
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8 Dressed in his service khakis, Logan followed Commander Stevens into a private meeting room at the Aeras Naval Base. A comfortable room set up for private conversation with four leather armchairs and a single door, no windows and the vents secured. Logan waited for his Commander to sit before he followed suit, taking the chair next to his boss. “Sir?” Logan started to ask. “I’m sorry to cut your leave short, Logan,” Stevens said, his voice laced with tension. “Orders came
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Part Two 7 Four Years Later They said time healed all troubles. Logan gave an internal scoff. In his case, time had aggravated his troubles. He doubted those who made the time observation had ever faced his brand of troubles. Dragging on a white t-shirt, Logan ran a negligent towel over his damp hair and dumped it into his duffel bag. He zipped up his bag and hauled it, leaving the changing rooms. He walked down a long corridor, turned right at the end and straig
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5 Logan knew he fell in love with Leon on their whirlwind road trip in Norway through to Sweden. After their hiking trip to Trolltunga, they rented two motorhomes and decided to explore the country on a road trip, getting supplies in every town they ran across. They started in Odda heading to Tromso, driving across the luscious natural beauty that was Norway, and camping out nights. Logan spent hours with Leon. Without choice, really, there was no distance when they lived in a motorhome
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4 Leon glanced at Logan who sat next to him on their flight. He was asleep, covered with the blanket the flight attendant gave him. His head tilted back, his lips parted in sleep. Logan looked tired. Leon’s phone beeped and he slid his finger over the dark screen bringing it to life. ‘What did you have for dinner?’ ‘Why aren’t you answering?’ Leon stared at his mother’s questions on the family chat with a small smile. ‘Sorry, Mom, I got distracted. Logan grilled steaks for di
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I high-key love your reactions Wes! No low-key about it. This author says they love you back. It's a slow burn with a great epic moment soon to come, and then I'll drop that steady ax, just warning y'all early, hahaha. Thank you so much for reading!
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Hahaha...cause they feel entitled I tell you... Norway will be good for them, yes. Stop catching my brainwaves,....lolz. I feel you! Next chapter is a tad better, I hope.
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Yes! Let's! This just happened, lolz! I guess coming off of ML, I'm still low-key channeling Ilaria. It sure did. Here I am writing 'slice of life', hope everyone likes it, lolz. Me too....lolz. I'll admit it. Coming off of the Morgan Lore, is a hard act to follow...lolz. No magic, or awesome Sage with her magic to help me out in this one. (Curiously nervous)
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3 Leon stared at a picture of Logan leaning on a tree at Eibsee Lake. The lighting was phenomenal, casting Logan’s face in a perfect profile. Dark hair cut in a neat military style, those gorgeous blue eyes staring in the distance. Logan was tall at six-foot-two, Leon often found himself looking up when they stood side by side. Logan wore a simple t-shirt and jeans in the picture, his feet in military-grade black boots. Leon sat back in his chair breathing out slowly and then chuckled.
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