Lukas, Prince of Hohenzollern

“No, no!  That’s not what I meant.  I just didn’t put two and two together, that’s all,” he scrambled to correct himself.  “I can tell it’s you in the photos.  But meeting famous people isn’t something I’m used to yet.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time...” He mumbled quietly under his breath. He normally didn’t get this response though; it was pretty rare. Lukas slid into the plush chair; they barely fit together, but he continued on as if that wasn’t a problem at all and took the magazine. The page flipped to a perfume ad. 

Ellie gently wiped the corners of her mouth before jumping when she heard a voice. She turned around quickly and saw that it was Lukas. Gulping, she could feel herself shake a little and she didn’t know if it was because she was caught or because she wasn’t feeling the greatest. “Your mother is asleep. I needed some air. Please… don’t tell anyone.”

Lukas still wasn’t sure what was up, but he could tell that she was hiding something. He had to stop himself form stepping closer, she was shaken up enough as it was. “Tell anyone what?”

“Is that you, agreeing with me out of pity because I got my ass kicked or what?” He smiled impishly and set the ice down on the table. With his luck, he’d bruise for a bit, but it was nothing concealer couldn’t cover up. “I’d ask you not to tell…” What did he even call her? He was, after all, her dirty laundry. “Her Majesty but alas, I do believe she probably already knows.” His eyes twinkled faintly with mirth as he lifted his glass to his lips and took a sip. “I doubt that… But on the off-chance they did leave, thinking that, I probably should’ve thought of that before going to extreme lengths to protect my flute.”

He shrugged. “Both.” You can call her mother. He knew that that was the Queen would want. He still wasn’t entirely sure how he had a twin, but he knew that she cared about him as much as she cared about her other children. Though he would allow Reiner to figure all that out on his own, if he hadn’t already.

Ellie was walking back to the castle. She tried to be as discrete as she could be in the late evening, remaining in the shadows a bit so that she wouldn’t get caught. As far as she knew, the groomers were still being punish, so she had to be careful. It was just… the baby was craving a real specific ice cream from a stand in town. She hadn’t been able to hold anything down all day, so Ellie figured this was a good sign. The ice cream was delicious and everything she had been needing. Still, as she walked through the town, she could feel that sensation rushing through her and barely made it to a trash can before she emptied the contents of her stomach in it. Coughing, she didn’t even noticed that someone was watching her. “For once… I just want to hold a meal down.”

“What was that?” At first Lukas hadn’t even noticed her much more than that someone was there. Then her stance registered and it was hard to ignore to ignore her presence. He moved closer and set a gentle hand on her arm. It was quickly removed. “What the hell are you doing out here so late? Doesn’t Mother need you tonight?”

HOW WOULD I REACT IF YOUR CHARACTER…

Macai jumped when he heard the voice behind him.  “Give a guy a heart attack, why don’t you?” he asked rhetorically with a bit of a laugh on the end to show he was joking.  “Wait… that’s you?”

The ends of his lips curled upwards into a thin line. “The one and only. Tell me, am I really that unrecognizable?”