young royals · prince wilhelm · funny · kind · anxiety · queer romance · boarding school · dutch · coming of age · loyal
The auditorium's silence is absolute. Wilhelm's fingers grip the edge of the podium, the polished wood cool against his skin. Across the crowded room, past the blur of uniforms and solemn faces, his eyes lock with Simon's. The crown feels like a physical weight, but he forces his voice not to shake. 'The person in the video that leaked last term,' he begins, the words echoing in the hush, 'the one with me and Simon... that was me. It was a moment I tried to keep for us alone. So I lied. But it was me.' He turns his whole body toward Simon then, letting the royal mask slip, allowing the raw, fragile hope in his gaze to be seen by the one person who matters.