A Third Person's POV:

Harry was chopping the last tree he had for today, so he could collect the firewood and take them to the public market to sell them.

He was a woodman now.

Harry left his castle the morning he admitted to his people that he was gay. Running away with Zayn.

First, he didn't know what to do. He didn't know where to stay. But finally, He and Zayn decided to go to the big oak forest on the outskirts of London.

There were houses there that no one had lived in for years. They, together, transformed one of the houses to a great home. And on their first offical dinner in their new home, Harry proposed to Zayn.

Harry was a married man, he and Zayn married two months ago, and less than three months since they ran away.

Harry had never thought one day he'd be a working man but he didn't mind working. He was happy to have his husband beside him. He was true about who he was. Towards his people first, but most imortanly toward himself.

Harry got inside after finishing the last tree, to get a cup of water, but he laughed his ass off at what he heard.

"I told you, you can't get pregnant, Zayn. That's impossible." Harry heard Dr. Tomlinson's voice so clear.

"But I heard some men can. Maybe I'm one of them." Zayn replied and Harry made himself visible and lauged so hard.

Harry got closer to Zayn, whose face turned red. "How long have you been here?" Zayn asked, clearly embarrassed that his partner heard this somehow awkward, private conversation.   

"Long enough to hear about your daddy dreams." Harry mumbled, hugging him closer to his chest. And pressing a kiss to his temple. And then he shaked Dr. Tomlinson's hand

"Didn't know you were coming to visit, Doctor." Harry smiled sweetly while sitting and keeping his arm around his man.

"Well, your news is all over the country, so I came to check on you and Zayn, it's been a while." He explained.

"Oh right that's so kind of you.  But...hmm Doctor, what do you mean by my news?" Harry asked, a little bit nervous. His husband noticed and put his hand in Harry's.

"About you and Zayn getting married without a priest, living alone in a poor area, you working... and they're still talking about how you dropped your kingdom for your lover." He replied, moving a strand of his light-brown hair that fell on his left blue eye.

"I didn't drop my kingdom," Harry sighed, "but they deserve a better leader, and until Gemma get married, my mother is better than any king."

Dr. Tomlinson put his hands up in defeat, "Hey, I'm not judging, Am just telling you the news." Tomlinson said and Harry smiled.

"Do you still communicate with her?" Dr. Tomlinson asked and Harry frowned.

"Well?" Tomlinson wondered.

"Not really.. she didn't want me doing what I've done. It was a rough time for her, and for me." Harry said, then turned his head to press a kiss on Zayn's soft cheek. "But I'm glad I did."

"I am happy for you both. Life isn't worth living if you're not true about who you are." Dr. Tomlinson smiled.

"And we really treasure your support." Harry said and Zayn nodded his head, agreeing.

"But speaking of news," Dr. Tomlinson said, "I have another thing to tell you."

"What is it?" Harry and Zayn asked in union, and they both looked at each other, fondly smiling.

"Liam Payne, he came back to England last night." Dr. Tomlinson let out.

Zayn looked at Harry to see his reaction, but Harry's face was expressionless.

"Honey, are you alright?" Zayn asked and Harry nodded.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be? He's out of my life now. I don't really care what he's doing, and I don't think he cares what I do. So..hmm.. yeah it doesn't matter." Harry smiled a soft smile, but it was enough to light up the room, and to calm Zayn's worried mind.

"I heard he's planing to visit y..." Dr Tomlinson spoke again, but before he could continue his sentence, there was a sound outside, something like a horse.

"Did you hear that?" Dr. Tomlinson wondered.

Harry was about to stand up to see who it was, but Zayn stopped him. "I'll see, Harry." He pecked his husband cheek and went to the door.

Harry and Tomlinson stayed silent, none of them really wanted to talk again, until they knew who was here.

And much to Harry's surprise, and to Zayn's too; as it was clear on his face. It was Liam.

Harry was shocked.

"Hello, Harry." Liam smiled.

"Liam, what are you doing here?" Harry asked in shock.

"Can't I visit my best friend?" He casually asked and walked into the living room, towards Harry.

"Your what?" Harry mocked him. "I haven't seen you since the war ended." Harry replied. And Zayn got closer to him, moving his hand in circles on Harry's back, to calm him down.

"Look, I know I behaved like an asshole, and you behaved like a one too when we were young," Liam said and Harry narrowed his eyes.

But Liam continued, "But obviously I was a bigger one."

Harry and Zayn couldn't help but look at each other and smile. And Tomlinosn's laugh was obvious. 

"So I'm here to tell you I'm sorry." Liam breathed.

"It's a bit late for that, don't you think?" Zayn asked softly.

"I tried before when we were in Ireland, but you'd already left. And besides, I didn't wanna come or show you my face without good news in my hand." Liam grinned.

Harry and Zayn looked at each other, not having a clue.

"Your people sent me to tell you, they want you back as a king, and they want to make a big royal wedding for you and Zayn." Liam's smile was contiguous.

Every eye in the room -expect Liam's- was wide open.

And on this moment, they heard shouts outside, made Harry and Zayn got deja vu of what happened months ago.

"We want the king, we want the king,"

And the first thing Harry did was pressing his lips on Zayn's.

...

Harry and Zayn -or king Harry and king Zayn- came back to the castle, with their heads up in the sky.

The queen Anne, was waiting for him both, congratulating them and welcoming them again in their home.

The celebration had lasted all over the country for a month, everyone was celebrating equality and love.

...

"Have you ever thought we'd be back in the castle again?" Zayn asked while putting his head on the comfortable pillow; sighing loudly.

"No. I have never." Harry sneaked beside Zayn under the cover. "But what I was sure of is.. You and I, will survive no matter what." Harry pressed a kiss on Zayn's soft lips, never wanting to break the attachment of their lips.

"Me too. It's just the beginning of a free country and free will. And we are a part of it." Zayn said those words, breaking the kiss for a second.

Harry smiled, feeling so proud and so grateful to have a great lover and a great husband beside him, supporting him, helping him in ruling the country but more importantly; loving him. 

"Together," Harry breathed in front of Zayn's soft smiling lips.

"Together."

...

A/N: So this is the last author note :( for now at least.

And a small question, where are you reading from?

Anyway, Thank you endlessly. For supporting me, and for loving this story.

You've rode with Harry and Zayn in their ups and downs.

The reason why I may have focused on Harry's progress in changing himself or admitting he was gay more than Zayn's, was because Harry had more to lose, as a prince and as a man with a family. It's always harder. 

I will probably post bonus chapters from time to time. Zarry's first time having sex, Zarry's wedding. What happened after the boys left the castle. Harry proposal to Zayn and other stuff. If you have an idea you want to see, just comment :). 

Hopefully I'll see you in another story.

Till then don't forget to Spread Love & Treat People With Kindness.

Love y'all <3

27, Sep 2018.