A month had passed since Louis' glorious return to his Kingdom. His father and mother had cried as they welcomed him home and into the safety of their arms. Louis didn't shed a tear for some reason. He felt almost guilty about it, but he, although much safer, felt bored.

Bored of normality. At least, his version of normality.

Naturally, his parents had thrown a massive welcome home party, to which Louis did not attend. His parents were both furious and embarassed.

His behaviour was out of the ordinary for a royal. He snuck out at night, only for the guards to find him sitting on the warf over-looking the water.

More importantly, to his parents at least, Louis began asking questions. Questions he did not need to know. His most pressing questions, how cousin Zayn Malik actually died. His parents never answered they would send him to bed early. 

Little did they know Louis knew the truth.

"Louis Tomlinson. Will you eat your dinner already? Playing with food is bad manners."

Louis huffed as he stared up at his parents, "I said, i'm not hungry."

"We choose when you are hungry Louis. And it is dinner time now, so you will eat." Roared his father.

Louis merely rolled his eyes pushing his fork away from him.

"I have something to tell you mother, father."

"What?"

Louis took a deep breathe in as he stood up, kicking his chair from behind him. He didn't know what their reaction might be. If Zayn was right, he would be ready to run.

"I..." Louis paused staring at his parent's cold eyes.

"You what Louis?"

Louis looked at his parents, and he thought it might be the last time he saw them, for some reason.... he was okay with that.

"I like boys." Louis let out a breathe as silence fell over the room. Even the maid who was carrying towels through the room paused, her eyes wide. "I said, I like boys... i'm gay."

Louis' mother quivered in her seat, "you're you're a-a ho-homosexual!?"

Her shriek was loud enough to break glass, "i'm still me..." Louis muttered taking a step back. He looked at his father who would not dare meet his eye.

"GUARDS!" Louis' eyes widened at his father's loud roar.

Soon three men in iron chestplates began stomping into the room, "take that boy to the dungeons. He is no son of mine."

Louis' legs began to move, fast - faster than ever before but with no avail as he was grasped by one of the armed guards and dragged into the darkness.

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"Louis... Louis.... Psss."

The small boy groaned as he sat up, he was lying on the cold concrete floor in the cellar - he remembers trying to struggle only to be hit by one of the guards.

"Whaaat, what... Charlotte?" It was his cousin, a young girl, around 19, with brown hair.

"Louis. I don't have much time. They are going to behead you, Louis."

The small boy frowned, standing up to his cousin's height, "I didn't do anything wrong."

"Homosexuality, it scares them." She muttered.

He stared at her, "does it scare you."

"I love girls..."

He smiled sadly at her, "oh. Why are you here, if they saw you."

"Third brick on the seventh row from the bottom. Press it."

Louis frowned as he repeated what she had just said. Following her instructions, he gasped as suddenly a secret passage opened in the floor. He stared down an underground tunnel.

"How do you know this."

"How do you think Zayn survived?"

Louis' eyes widened, "you know about him!?" 

The girl only winked, "go and follow the tunnel, take all the lefts to get to the warf. A fisherman named Johnny is waiting for you. He will take you to Blind Island. I have put 200 gold coins in this bag for you, quick take it."

Louis grasped the woven bag, it was heavy.

"Charlotte... How will I thank you."

"By living a life I won't be able to... free."

Louis put his hand through the wires as he squeezed her smaller hand.

"Goodluck Louis."

"I will never be able to thank you."

With that, he was racing down the staircase. The bricks closing soon after.

Charlotte could only smile sadly hoping that one day, that might be her.

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