Page 77 of Royals
“Don’t ‘mate’ me,” he says, and I wrinkle my nose.
“Word choice,” I mutter, but Seb—who has managed to keep his disastrous life private for all this time—is now on a roll.
“It just doesn’t make any bloodysense,” he says plaintively. Throwing one hand out at me, he all but cries, “You didn’t want me, and you pickedMontersof all people.”
I open my mouth, but Seb just waves off anything I was about to say. “Oh, don’t give me that ‘it’s just for show’ thing.The two of you have been making sex eyes at each other since day one.”
My face flames hot, and I make a startled noise. “Have not!” I reply, and Miles is spluttering, too.
“Daisy and I only...recentlyrealized th-that we—”
“Oh, stuff it, Monters,” Seb says, placing his hands on his hips. “I’m not blind. But then Daisy’s friend calls me a wanker, now Tamsin prefers Flora, and am Inotthe good-looking one? Am Inoton a million bleeding bedroom walls all over this country? I just...” He shakes his head, and I look over at Dons, who is giggling into his cider.
“Who let him get this drunk?” I ask.
Dons shrugs. “Sherbet’s not here, Spiffy’s laid up with his ankle, Gilly’s on the field, Monters has been too wrapped up in you to notice what Seb is up to, sooooo...” He pokes at his own chest and grins brightly. “Me! I did!”
Laughing, he slaps Seb on the back. “But it’s good! Man deserves to let his hair down.”
I don’t point out that Seb is not so much letting his hair down as letting his feelings spew out his mouth, but then I don’t have to because Seb keeps going.
“And Ellie,” he says darkly, and now I step forward, grabbing his jacket and not caringwhomight be taking pictures.
“Seb, no.”
“Ellie loves Alex. Boring, stupid Alex. I!” He lifts one hand, nearly smacking me in the face. “I am the interesting brother. I b-bought her ahouse.”
“You tried to steal a house from a farmer, and also you’re seventeen,” I remind him.
“But I love her,” he replies, and then from behind us, I hear, “What?”
Great. Greatgreatgreat. Exactly what this moment needs.
Alex and Ellie stand there, clearly worried and confused. They’re holding hands, and I think for a second of the tableau we must all make standing there. Me clutching Seb’s jacket, Miles right beside me, Dons giggling his stupid drunk ass off.
Seb’s chest rises and falls underneath my hands as he takes a deep breath, and I hope—Ipray—that he’s not—
“I’m in love with Eleanor,” he announces, and we all freeze for just a second.
And then Alex—sweet, noble, quiet Alex—rears back and punches Seb right in the face.
Which is when things go crazy.
A ROYAL BRAWL!
Shocking pictures out of Scotland today as Prince Alexander and Prince Sebastian took sibling rivalry to a new—and physical!—level. While the younger Prince Sebastian’s crowd has certainly had run-ins with the press and they’re no stranger to throwing punches, the prince himself has always stayed above the fray, and his older brother is usually a model of restraint. However, it appears something sparked off a row during the McGregor Charity Polo Match. Rumor has it the two were fighting over a relationship between Prince Sebastian and Daisy Winters, younger sister of Alexander’s fiancée, Eleanor. Daisy was said to be dating Sebastian’s friend, Miles Montgomery, seen in these photos just to the right of Miss Winters, but sources tell us tension has been building between the friends for some time now.
(People, “Royal Watch”)
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
DID YOU GUYS.
EVER THINK.
WE’D SEE PRINCE ALEXANDER THE BORING.
THROW A PUNCH.
