Royalty AU ;; rhapsodyonfire
"Royal balls are such a bore, aren't they?"
---- ♔ Genesis, crown prince and first in line to the throne of Banora, watched with no small amount of distaste as various members of the population marched up, stopped at a respectable distance to the throne, and attempted to kiss up to the king and queen. Who were, fortunately and unfortunately, his parents.
Which meant he was once again confined to the head table at yet another tedious social gathering.
The prince cast a quick glance to the side; his twin sister looked just as entertained as he. No doubt he needed to better school his expression before reprimands st- ah, yes, and there they were.
"Genesis," the queen trilled from several seats away, face all smiles while her eyes promised murder, "is something troubling you?"
"No, mother," he droned, resisting the intense urge to roll his eyes. They'd been sitting here for near an hour now, advisers and shop owners alike all coming up to praise and prattle. Judging from the hushed "royal balls are such a bore, aren't they?" Genny sent his way (along with a not-so-subtle nudge of the foot) she was just as ready to bail out.
"This is terrible. I can't even people-watch--there's no interesting people to watch!" he hissed back, jabbing the toe of his dress boots into her shin.
Another ear-splitting "Genesis, darling!" had him straight-backed in his chair, wearing a forced, polite smile just as murderous as his mother's.
He quickly cut her off. "I think the stuffiness of this room is beginning to get to me; a walk outside would do wonders for my mood, mother." Genesis made another under-the-table jab at his sister. "Don't you think so too, Genny? A walk? Outside?"
