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Eighteenth Meeting
Edward opened the door and let Sebastian into his bedroom. He had tidied up in the morning so Sebastian wouldn’t see any of the dirty clothes that were normally thrown on the desk chair or his underwear on the floor.
Sebastian looked carefully over his trophies first. Edward was proud of his collection so he was happy to see his boyfriend admiring them.
“I definitely picked the right person,” he commented. “I can’t believe you have this many sports trophies.”
Edward pointed to his most recent trophy.
“This is the one I won on the day I first met you.”
“Let’s try to forget how badly that went,” Sebastian replied and turned around. “I like the bean bag corner. It looks cosy.”
The bean bag corner had been something from his childhood and he had kept it despite the updates made to his room. He felt nostalgic when he sat there and had done a lot of his exam revision the
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Edward felt the same way. When the week was over they would return to the city where preparations for their arranged marriage would continue at full speed.His meeting with the queen was also the following week and he had been trying hard to forget about it to ease his nerves.“Sadly, we have to go back,” he said. “I guess our only consolation is that we will be marrying each other.”They spent the rest of the evening watching television. Edward was surprised by how many shows Sebastian recognised, but it did make sense in a way. Sebastian wasn’t free to go out when he wanted so he must be occupying his time somehow.“Are there any games here?” he asked when he was tired of watching the television screen.“The only game in this house is the queen approved game of chess,” Sebastian replied. “Can you play chess?”Edward had learned to play chess at some point, but he had found i
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