A royal scandal

Elliot folded his arms as he watched the royal procession turn the corner into view. It was led by six guards wearing ornamental uniform of white silk connecting pieces of shining gold plate. Behind them were two white horses drawing an equally white carriage that was decorated with ornamental gold leaf flowers. The figure of the Prince sat close to the window and you could see his smiling face greeting the adoring public. Elliot folded his arms as the women around him let out high pitched squeals war cry signaling their excitement as the prince was only meters away. Elliot's eyes locked with the prince and smiled and nodded politely at him. The prince replied with a smile and a wink. Elliot looked around him confused as weather the wink was aimed at him but when he turned to the prince he nodded and winked again. Elliot blushed unsure of what to do. The prince leaned from the window and signaled to his Gaurds and the procession came to a halt. Two guards came up to the door of the carriage and opened it. The female crowd looked ready for another ear peircing squeal, but the prince silenced them with his hand as his tall figure filled the door frame.

The prince was tall with shoulder length brown hair that hung neatly at his shoulders. A simple golden crown was slipped underneath his hair and hid his fringe, in the center was a blue sapphire that matched his blue eyes. His face was chiseled and smooth, no sign of stubble or a beard and his big lips looked supple and unchapped. The Guards parted the crowd and had a path leading up to Where Elliot leaned against the wall of his fathers shop. Elliot gulped and watched as the prince began to walk towards him. Panic rising inside him Elliot curtsied by mistake, causing a few giggles from the crowd and greeted him with a simple.

"Your majesty"

"Are you the owner of the blacksmith workshop?" The prince asked.

"My father is" Elliot stammered nervously.

"Wonderful, I would love to be toured around this fine establishment" he said with a grin. Elliot gulped but nether the less lead the prince inside. Once inside the prince shut the wooden door behind him.

"Um well, this is the workshop" Elliot began before the prince cut him off.

"I'm not here for the tour, may I ask are you promised to anyone."

Nervously Elliot shook his head. "No I am not promised to anyone."

The prince smiled seductively and took a step forward. Instinctively Elliot stepped back and walked into the Princes Hand and pushed Elliot against him. His face resting on his white and gold brocade jacket.

"My father..the king is having a ball to celebrate my return but also to introduce me to possible suitors for me to marry. I wish for you to be there"

"I...I...thank..thank..you? it is an honor" Eliot said graciously.

"I look forward to seeing you there, i will send some clothes for you to wear later this afternoon. The ball starts at seven please be prompt" the prince told him before walking out into the street outside. Leaving Eliot confused and shocked.

His father return no less than ten minutes later and looked at Eliot who was sitting on a stool slowly sipping tea and looking rather bewildered.

"Elliot? I saw the Princes carriage stop here what was visit about."

"He..he wanted to invite me to the ball"

"The prince invited you to the ball?" His father asked not quite believing Elliot. He nodded. "Well. That's an honor" his father told him before he began tending the forge and heating up some iron ore to cast.

Elliot spent the afternoon mostly in shock and pacing back and forth, he didn't know what to think. The prince had been interested in him and had asked if he was promised to someone. Did the prince want to marry him or just sleep with him.

In the late afternoon as the prince promised a servant girl in a brown flowing leather cloak her brown hair tied in a neat bun. Her Elfin features and brown eyes gave her a friendly demeanor.

"Elliot?" She asked. I nodded and she handed the large brown paper parcel into my waiting hands.

"Thank you so much" I said gratefully putting the parcel on the table and hugging her tightly.

"Your very welcome sir, the prince told me to say that he's most excited to see you tonight" Elliot blushed at that comment.

"Does he like me?" I asked her cautiously.

"Well, in five years at the palace I havn't seen him show interest in someone like he has with you." She said with a warm smile, "so yes."

"Thank you, what is your name? You hadn't yet said?" Elliot asked politely.

"Maisy" the servant girl said warmly.

"Thank you Maisy"

"Your most welcome, I must be off. I will surely see you tonight" Maisy said waving. Before leaving Elliot with the brown package. Elliot took it to his room and ripped open the brown paper exterior. On the top of the pile of clothes was a blue velvet jacket with matching lining and silver buttons and piping. It felt so expensive and rich Elliot felt like snuggling it. But he wished not to crush it. Beneath it was a pair of hand. Crafted black leather boots and a pair of white fitted trousers with silver piping on the outside. They were easily the most beautiful clothes he had ever owned.

When night fell Elliot dressed himself in his new clothes before hugging his father and leaving for the walk up to the castle. He did not own a horse or have the money for a carriage and was happy to walk the half an hour it took to get to the castles front gates.

Eliot walked alongside the road watching as horses and carriages clopped by. He was more than halfway when one carriage pulled up suddenly and out stepped one of the miners son Malcolm Brown and his friends. They swayed as the walked clearly drinking mead earlier in the night.

"Why are you headed to the castle eliot? Where's your ball gown?" Eliot did his best to ignore the comment and walk past them but they gripped his sleeve tightly. "I'm talking to you Elliot" Malcolm called.

"I was invited by the prince"

"But you shouldn't be at a ball you don't deserve it like we do" Malcolm said laughing as he pointed to his mates. Malcolm pushed him and Elliot staggered back, he felt a foot swipe underneath his and he fell backwards into a muddy ditch that ran alongside the road. Malcolm laughed as Eliot tried to wipe the mud off but only ended up smearing it over his cheek. He picked himself up and tried to walk on but one of Malcolm's friends punched him in the gut causing him to land on the ground, the sleeve of his jacket ripping on a sharp rock. Eliot landed on the ground in a heap and closed his eyes as feet and fists kicked and punched at his body. He cried in pain but the attackers didn't seem to care. He felt them rip at his clothes and spit on him. Eventually they stopped and Eliot heard them walk away. Fearful to open his eyes until he heard the coach begin riding away.

Eliot opened his eyes. And felt blood trickling from his nose. He pinched it and began to walk the rest of the way to castle aware that is quicker than walking back to the town. He hoped that he could borrow a horse and ride home.

Arriving at the forked staircase that lead to the doors of the castle. A burgandy carpet covering the stair case a pair of guards stood at the bottom of each side. At the top next to the door stood the guard captain.

"Servants entrance is round the side" One guard said gruffly pointing off away from the doors.

"I'm Eliot, the blacksmiths son" he croaked out, his voice more hoarse than he expected.

"So" the gaurd answered simply.

"The prince..he invited me" Eliot pleaded his body in pain. The two Gaurds laughed loudly and rudely. The gaurd captain looked in their direction and spotted Eliot trying not to faint from his beating.

"Attention" he called out loudly. The two laughing guards turning stone faced and still at the command. The guard captain took eliot by the arm. "What happened? The prince has been waiting"

"I was attacked"

"I can tell, I'll get Maisy and a couple of servants to clean you and get you sorted before you go see the prince" Eliot nodded understanding. The foyer with its gold painted walls and marble floors too footman stood waiting at what Eliot presumed was the door to the ballroom. The guard captain lead Eliot to the stairs and Maisy who stood at top rushed down when she saw the state Eliot was in.

"I'll go clean him up" She told the guard captain. "Tell the prince what has happened, he'll be most concerned." The guard captain nodded and moved away.

"Thank you Andre" she called to him before helping Eliot upstairs.

Maisy bathed him and put a special cream from the apocothary made from lavender that was to help with the bruises. Maisy dressed him in an outfit that was similar to the one he wore before the attack. But the jacket was a white velvet and the buttons and piping were in gold. Maisy led him down to where the footman stood guarding the entrance.

"Good luck" Maisy said.

"Thank you" Eliot replied hugging her. The two footmen opened the door and Eliot stepped into the grand ballroom. The room was large and rectangular. One wall was covered in floor to ceiling windows. While the others were painted cream with an ornate gold border. The floor was a tiled marble creating a chessboard like pattern. There were so many people in the room, dancing away or drinking and being merry. He spotted the prince on the other side of the room standing next to his king and his brother. Eliot walked over to Them, trying to ignore the looks of shock at the rich gentry who recognized him from town.

He timidly approached the carpeted platform where the king and the two princes stood. He bowed at the king and bowed at Prince George before turning to Prince Adam and curtsied. Which received a grin and a smile.

"Father may I be excused to dance?"

"Yes Adam, you may" The king said. Prince Adam stepped off the podium and took Eliot by the hands.

"How are you feeling?"

"Fine. Just bruised, nothing I'm not used to" Eliot said trying to brush the incident off.

"Elliot you were attacked, you mustn't think of it as nothing" Adam said concerned.

"It's just normal for me, I'm not the kind of boy that other men want."

"That is an untruth, now come I want to dance with you" Adam said leading Eliot to the middle of the dance floor he took Eliot by the hand and his other hand on his back forcing him nearer as they two began to Waltz.

"People are staring" Eliot said under his breath as they waltzed.

"let them stare, what can they do" Adam said with a streak of cockiness.

Eliot tried to concentrate on the Waltz hoping it would help ignore the stares of others. Eliot felt himself tripping over his feet out of nerves. Adam just subtly pulled him closer Eliot replied by resting his head on His jacket.

"Let's go outside. We'll get more privacy out there"

"Thank you" Eliot answered gratefully.

Adam led him to the large glass window. As they got closer he realised that a couple of the panes made a glass door, Adam pulled on the iron handle and lead Elliot through before closing it behind them. In front was a stone patio with carved sandstone railing that had worn down slightly in the train staining parts a dark grayish colour. The middle of the patio had stairs leading to a circular hedge where Eliot could see the moonlit silhouette of flowers beyond on the grass.

On the otherwise of the hedge was a cast iron bench covered in wooden slats. Adam sat down first and patted the bench. Eliot sat down and Adam gripped his hands.

"I love you Eliot" Adam told him.

"I..I..don't know what to say" Eliot said his eyes wide in shock. It was so soon, but yet felt right.

"Tell me you feel the same" a hint of neves in his voice.

"Of course I love you" Eliot replied. Adam grinned proudly and put his arms around Eliot. He leant in and kissed him on the lips, their lips kissing gently before Eliot opened his mouth and Adam slipped his tongue inside.

Eventually they pulled away when they heard the sounds of cheering from the ballroom.

"Should we go back?" Eliot asked blushing.

"Soon, I wish to enjoy your company for a while longer" Adam said kissing Eliot again.

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When they rejoined the ball. It was past midnight and it was quieter, many guests had already left. Eliot couldn't spot the king.

"I should be on my way home" Eliot said half heartedly. He was enjoying the princes company.

"You must stay here tonight, I'm not having you walk and get attacked again." Adam took Eliot by the arm and lead him to door at the back of the podium where Adam had been standing next to his father and brother earlier in the night, "you will stay with me in my quarters. Tomorrow i'll have my coach take you back to town."

"But I can't" Eliot said feeling undeserving of the special treatment.

"No more protests please let me look after you" Adam said earnestly. Eliot nodded and let the prince lead him up stairs. He followed Adam down corridors equisetly lined with portraits and elegant carpet. Eliot was aware he had know clue where he was going. They turned a corner and Prince George was leaning in the doorway with a grin.

"Where did you disappear to brother?" George inquired.

"I was giving, Eliot a private tour of the Gardens." George raised an eyebrow.

"Is that why he's blushing." I felt both pairs of eyes stare at me causing me to flush a deeper shade of red and me legs feeling weak. I closed my eyes for a second and blacked out.

I woke up on a bed. I relaxed into the pillow and goose feather filled duvet. I looked down and noticed that I was now wearing nothing but a pair of pale blue silk panties that fitted comfortably and a matching silk top that hung over my shoulder with lace straps.

"What?" I murmured confused looking.

"It's okay, don't panic" Adam said from a leather chair that was sitting near the window.

"But..but you saw me naked" Eliot said blushing embarrassed.

"Yes, you looked beautiful" Adam said with smile that made Elliot's heart beat faster. Eliot pulled the blanket over his head.

Adam let out a laugh.

He felt two muscled arms cuddle him through the blanket.

"Don't be shy, come out please" he begged.

Eliot pulled the blanket down and looked at Adam nervously.

"I don't wish Ill of you, I don't intend to lie with you" he paused "yet."

"Yet?" Eliots eyebrow raised.

"Your beautiful, I'm sure I won't be able to resist your wiles for long"

"My wiles?" Eliot said laughing.

"Can you not take a compliment" Adam sighed.

"No, I tend not to believe them"

Adam leant forward and kissed Eliot and relaxed into Adams arms.

"You should rest after your day" Adam told him. Eliot nodded, "may I lie with you tonight."

Eliot nodded, he'd never been cuddled by someone attracted to him and the risk of it all. Laying his head on the pillow he felt Adam hands slipping over his body and pulling him against his naked muscled chest.

Eliot let out a moan and blushed. He felt a kiss on his neck.

"I'm saving that for later" he said with a growl of seduction. Feeling warm and happy Eliot began to drift off to sleep.

The next morning he was woken up by the smell of food. Fresh hot bacon and fried egg on a elegant China plate.

He groaned and sat up rubbing his eyes. Feeling lost and bewildered as he brain began to realize where he was. Adam was standing in front holding the food on a silver tray.

"Oh I can't"

"I insist, your not leaving here till you've eaten" Adam told him. Eliot knowing there was no point trying to fight took the tray and began to eat the food cooked to perfection.

"Did you want some?" Eliot asked his mouth full of bacon.

"I've already had my fill" he said patting his bloated six pack. Eliot swallowed the bacon Biting his lip as he saw the Princes bloated tummy.

"I'll leave after, I shan't force my company upon you any longer"

"Still I shall make sure my carriage take you back to your house."

"Your majesty you can't"

"Adam, you don't need to call me your majesty" he pressed. "And I insist your not walking all the way there."

"Alright Adam only because your being to generous to say no" Eliot said polishing off the rest of his breakfast.

Adam lead him to the coach where he kissed Eliot goodbye and promised they'd see each other soon. Eliot smiled politely not really believing him. He was a blacksmiths son and wasn't anyone of noble birth, it would only ever be a fling with the prince.

Climbing into the princes empty carriage he smiled and gave Adam a polite wave. Adam blew eliot a kiss and waved the driver away. Eliot watched as the palaces tall sand colored walls covered in white ordemental glass windows disappear into the distance.

When he arrived home he was the talk of the village dancing with the prince and then getting dropped off in a private carriage. Eliot just hid himself in his room. Ignoring the sounds of town gossips forcing their husbands to try to get information from his father, Eliot drifted off to nap. He awoke to a knock on his door.

"Eliot? You there?"

"Yes Father, what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, but you have a visitor" he called back. Eliot sighed it was probably someone wanting gossip.

"I don't want see anyone."

"Just go in..trust me" he heard his dad say to the mystery stranger on the other side of the door. The door creeked open and a tall man in a long brown hooded robe. He shut the door behind him and lifted the hood up.

"Hello Eliot" Adam said with a grin.

"Adam!" Eliot said grinning with joy. He jumped to his feet and hugged the prince almost bowling him over.

"I needed to see you, I missed you so much already." Adam said genuinely kissing Eliot on his lips and pulling him close. Adam slipped his hand down the back of eliots trousers and squeezed his butt. Eliot let out a moan and found himself getting hard as they made out.

"Your getting hard" Adam growled. Eliot moaned again in reply. "Let's get naked then"

Eliot began to change out of the tunic he'd put on when he got home. Adam began pulling off his tunic and silk shirt. The two stood there naked.

Adam was six foot and athletic broad shoulders and thick arm muscles and beefy defined muscles. Eliot comparatively was shortish man no taller than the average female his skinny pear shaped body defined by his bony hips.

"Oh..ah.." Eliot stammered speechless and the thick semi hard member. "Will it fit" he mumbled. Adam smiled cockily.

"It will" he said stepping closer to Eliot "I'll take it slow, now lay on your stomach for me"

Eliot did as he was told and lay there he felt a wet spit covered finger push slowly in his butt. The finger pulled in and out and wiggled the end of the finger quickly jostling the inside of eliots tight hole. Eliot let out a breathy moan and he felt another finder push in. The two fingers began to pull apart in a scissor motion again and again.

"How do you feel?" Adam asked.

"Okay, it's not hurting too much."

"Okay, now relax" Adam said planting a kiss on his back. He straddled eliots naked body and slicked up his cock with his saliva. Putting one muscled hand on the bed he began to push the head of his thick shaft inside his ass.

Eliot let out a cry of pain and Adam quickly pulled out and began fingering eliots ass more.

"It's okay, I'm going to stretch you some more" Adam said reassuring Eliot. He continued to finger his ass while lathering up his Cock with more saliva, his mouth beginning to dry up.

"Now relax."

Adam slowly pushed his cock in this time only receiving a non committal groan and moans from Eliot.

"God I knew you'd be tight but...uhh...wow"

Eliot just moaned in reply and bucked back against Adams shaft. Adam lightly rested his weight on top of Eliots scrawny body and began to thrust. Slowly at first and then began to speed up. Thrusting rhythmically Eliots staccato moans together creating an odd acapella piece. Adam relaxed and began enjoying himself, Eliot was getting into it and starting to react to Adams movements. Eliot was naive but had a natural talent Adam

Mused.

"This feels so good" came the voice of Eliot from beneath him.

"Oh yeah...it..does" he groaned feeling himself climbing closer and closer to the point of orgsam. He heard some high pitched moan beneath him and Eliot relax beneath him.

"I..came" Eliot told him

"Mmm good" Adam said not caring he could feel the building climax within his grasp. With moans that accompanied his come spraying inside eliots butt. Adam stopped and cuddled Eliot pulling him over to his side his cock softening inside him.

"That was good..different but good" Eliot commented a tiredness to his voice. Adam

Smiled.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Adam paused a knowing feeling on the tip of his tongue "I love you Eliot" he said surprising himself slightly.

"I love you too" came the genuine reply. Adam grinned feeling overcome with happiness.

OoOoO

Eliot and Adam soon began to send each other messages as often as they could using a very tired messenger. Eliot would visit Adam and spend time with him in the castle and sometimes Adam would sneak out and visit Eliot in the village.

Adam was pacing the foyer waiting for the messenger to come back. When he'd sent a message that morning he'd been told Eliot was still asleep when he'd usually really sleep past noon. He heard a gallop of hooves and the neigh of a horse and moments later a breathless messenger appeared surprisingly his hands empty.

"Was there a reply?"

"There wasn't your majesty, Eliot has fallen ill and his father said he won't be going anywhere until he gets better."

Adam paused, he was already stressed about telling Eliot about going away and this didn't help.

"Saddle up a horse for me" Adam said walking back to his room to grab his cloak.

"Yes, your highness" the messenger said with a nod. Adam strode back towards his room he turned the corridor and almost walked into his father.

"Adam where are you off to in such a rush" His father the king asked.

"I need to see Eliot, before I leave tomorrow."

His father nodded understanding.

"Will you still be alright to leave tomorrow?" His father asked concerned. Adam nodded,

"Eliot will be okay, I'm only going to away for a few months and I'm going to propose to him before I leave."

His father smiled warmly and nodded to dismiss Adam.

Eliot lay in bed the wave of constant nausea temporarily subsided. The bug he'd come down with had a habit of arriving at Inopportune times. He went to sit-up and rest his feet on the wooden floor. The door to his room creeked open and Adam stepped in his brown cloak hanging loosely over his shoulder.

"How you feeling?" He asked concerned.

"Mostly terrible but certainly better than other days"

"Have you seen a healer" Adam said sitting next to Eliot his arm around him.

"No, I've been to weak to leave and father refuses to do out and bring him here"

"I shall pay for it myself then when I leave"

"When you leave?" Eliot asked confused.

"I have to go to to Beechfield my father wants me to learn from the philosophers guild there. I will only be gone a few months" Adam revealed sadly.

"Oh" Eliot said simply. Adam fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a tiny leather bag and poured the content onto his hand. It was small gold ring with a large diamond set in it. "What's this for?"

"It's your your engagement ring, it was my mothers"

Eliot took the ring and slipped it on his finger.

"thank you. I love you" Eliot said a grin across his face.

"I love you and I cannot wait till I get to marry you." Adam said hugging Eliot.

Chapter 2: Four Months Later

Eliot hugged the grey cloak around his pregnant stomach. The basket in his right hand full of mutton and some vegetables. He went to cross the square and heard a carriage galloping up the road. He smiled when he saw the Adams carriage. He was back, they seem to be in a hurry back to the castle. Eliot waved but apart from a nod from the driver there wasn't a reply he walked back up towards blacksmiths shop and put the mutton in the ice box.

It took an hour of waiting around to decide that Eliot was going to see Adam at the castle he grabbed his satchel and re tied the bow on his cloak.

An Hour of walking later Eliot breathless gripped onto the stone steps. Walking past The guards and up to the main doors. Andre was standing up next to The doors.

"Eliot? I can't let you in, there aren't any visitors being let it" he said genuinely sorry.

"Well I have a message I need to pass on urgently?"

"What message? I'll see Prince Adam receives it"

Eliot opened the cloak revealing his rounded four month belly.

"Oh" Andre said in shock. "Go in" he said. Eliot walked through the doors and noticed how quiet it was. He paused listening for voices and heard voices in the ballroom. He opened one of the doors and stepped inside. At the bottom of the small flight of stairs. Was the king, Adam, a severe looking elderly woman in a elegant grey dress and velvet blazer. Alongside her was a girl with blonde hair in an elegant pale blue dress.

The king saw him and smiled warmly. Attracting the attention of the severe old woman.

"you, we asked not be disturbed go complete your duties somewhere else" she tutted glaring.

"I'm not a servant." Eliot said stepping further down the staircase.

"Then go away we are busy" she told him.

"I have an important message for Adam"

"Prince Adam to you" the blonde girl added snidely.

"He will always be Adam to me"

The king grinned at me. Adam who clearly hadn't been paying attention looked at Eliot the saddest he'd seen him.

"Well what's your message" the older woman interrupted. Eliot grinned and undid the bow on his cloak. Which promptly felt to the floor revealing his clearly pregnant form. Adams mouth fell open, the older woman was having none of it.

"This is ridiculous, Guards!" She shouted.

"I don't think so" Eliot standing up to the Old woman. "I don't think they'll put their hands on an heir to the throne"

"Your not an heir though" the older lady believing to have called Eliot's bluff said triumphantly.

"Ahem..he's not, but the baby is" everyone turned to the king who strode over and put his arm around Eliot.

"You knew?" Eliot asked confused.

"Of course, when the rumors started circulating that you were pregnant with the Adams son. I looked into it, I never said because it wasn't my secret to tell"

"Eliot? Your really pregnant" Adam said still trying to comprehend. Eliot nodded. The blonde girl promptly fainted to the floor with a thump.

"Well this is why you didn't want Adam to marry Melody." The older woman said with disappointment.

"Of course, he deserves to know before he's forced into an arranged marriage."

"Well Adam, what's your choice?" She asked sternly. Adam gulped and Eliot saw beads of sweat form on his head.

"El..Eliot" he said tentatively. Before hugging Eliot tightly and kissing him on his cheek.

"You won't become king" she said.

"I don't need to, I'm going to become a dad and a husband" Adam said confidently. "Do you still have the ring?"

"I do" Eliot said pulling out the necklace that the diamond ring engagement ring.

"You gave him the royal engagement ring?!" The queen mother Said in horror.

"Yes grandmother I did, because I love him"

She tutted.

"You know this will mean you'll no longer be in line for the throne"

"Mother, I am king and he'll still be in line. I am not forcing that archaic law on them."

"Will the people agree, the priests? And lawmakers"

"I am the lawmaker, my son will not be thrown out in the street because of who he loves" he growled.

"Enough both of you" Adam said raising his voice. The king and his mother stopped.

"thank you" he said before stepping forward "I formally withdraw my right to succession"

"Adam. Don't" Eliot begged.

"I've decided"

"Is it worth it?" His grandmother said smirking.

Adam grabbed Eliots hand and kissed it.

"let's go" Adam said taking his hand and leading Eliot to the door. Adam started tearing up and stepped into the hallway. The King approached the pair and hugged both of them. Eliot turned and hugged Adam tightly.