Royal Time

Franklin Iero was prince of Thedale, the next in line when he comes of age. His father passed when poor Franklin was only the age of eight. The mourning child going through his father’s death, was the presses new face. On every newspaper and magazine Frank Iero’s name was there. The press was always bombarding the royal family with questions; especially when the prince would be crowned. The royal family knew they could not leave the people wondering. Someone needed to be a leader, so the queen told the people that the royal council would be in decision until the prince came of age.

The prince began to grow into a fine young man, and a soon to be great leader. Through the years he figured out a secret he did not want anyone to know, but the queen was very wise and could see right through her son. But being the knowing women she is left it alone until her son was ready to tell. Through all the lessons and teachings there was something that kept being repeated that Frank knew he was going to hate. Arranged marriages for royals. The prince truly did believe in love, he saw how his father looked at his mother when he was alive. Their marriage was arranged but Frank wished he could pick who to rule the kingdom with.

The day the council confronted Frank on the matter was the day the prince dreaded the most. Royal lady after lady they told or showed the prince. But none he felt was quite right. The range from too perky to utterly dull was astonishing. There was three ladies that Frank could stand to be around without gouging his eyes out. Amelia, Lillian and the third Elizabeth he met, the first two were dreadful. Frank told the council his possible suitors, but told them to keep an eye open.

“Mother all the ladies the council pick are so terrible. They are so bad! Like why most they all be the same. Too happy, too ‘oh my god so you’re a prince’, yes, yes I know,” Frank complained. He did this almost every time a new girl came.

“Son. My darling boy, you are twenty-two and need to find a partner. You can’t keep putting off the crown because you don’t like your options. Be lucky your father didn’t get to pick. Luckily he ended up with me,” the queen stated proudly.

“Yes but I actually want to be able to have what you and Father had but with the girls that have been picked that’s never gonna happen!”

“Listen hear, they are trying their best. But maybe you’re just too picky. I have been nice, but if you do not have a fiance by your next birthday, I will pick your spouse,” the queen affirmed and left. “Oh no. What am I to do now,” Frank sulked to himself.

The first problem with all of the councils picks were simple to Frank. None of them had a dick, it was as simple as that. Frank Iero, the prince of Thedale, liked men. Frank being who he is was scared to voice this, but it was not false. Frank thought about this so many times. The thought was consuming him, he knew he had to pick a young lady soon or else his kingdom would grow upset. Their was already talk and the press was beginning to question if Frank was even ready to take the crown or not. The prince believed he was ready to take the crown but not the queen he would gain with it.

Notes

I know this is a short chapter but I figured it was a good start and hopefully I'll make the chapters longer. But I hope you guys like my idea for a story.
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