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hitting the gym was one of miles’ healthier outlets — it beat drinking and smoking until he forgot his own name, at least. “hey, man,” he said when he walked into the gym, spotting the prince of germany warming himself up for the surely high-intensity workout he had planned. “you ready?” miles said with a grin. the two were always friendly but competitive when they were in the gym together and miles always looked forward to it. there weren’t too many people he could stand to work out with, but elias was able to match him and push him to work harder and faster.

Elias had a deep love for the gym, well more like an unhealthy obsession with it.  He lived in the gym.  Preferred the gym to most other places, and ever since his doctor informed him staying active helped cut down on potential triggers for his seizure.  The prince had woken up early (as usual) and found himself into the english royal family’s private gym.  He had been warming up when a familiar voice hit his ears, “Well look who finally decided to show up, you ain’t gettin’ soft on me now Miles are you?” He questioned flicking his towel toward the other, “Scotland finally making you soft?”

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hrhkatelijne:

Katelijne smiled wryly. “No, I’m the youngest of my family, and my betrothed is the youngest of his. That said, I hope to advise my brother when he takes his place on the throne.”

“Then I repeat my sentiment, it is a damn shame.  You’ve got a great head on your shoulders, and your brother would be fool not to let you advise for him.”

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No matter who you’re with, there will always be a part of me that’s jealous.

and of course, I know I have no right to feel this way. (via youre-all-thats-ever-on-my-mind)

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Black Forest Waterfall, Triberg, Germany

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rcflecticns:

   this was something that might help her to take a break from everything, that’s what she needed, EXACTLY what she needed. this castle was with a lot of royals running around the halls and even if she didn’t mind, sometimes alone time for her was something that she was hoping to have but when she heard steps, that alone time was gone, however, maybe this was a chance to meet new people “would you like some tea?”

Elias has been searching for Victoria, to no avail and had finally decided to give up.  The prince just settling with trying to find his way back to his room.  That’s when he stumbled upon yet another soon to be sister in law.  The British family never seemed to end, though he wasn’t complaining.  “Sure, what kind are you drinking?”

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Viktor was running out of ways to distract himself from mourning over Irene, so when he learned his best-friend-since-diapers had already arrived in Buckingham, he was over-the-moon. With a couple of bags in tow, he burst into Elias’ room unannounced, only to be met by the sound of a running shower. “I bring video games and pizza for His Royal Highness. You better not be fucking anyone in there, since I cleared today’s schedule just for you.” 

The prince had been taking an unusually long shower, even for him, to ponder over his conversation with his bride to be.  The English Princess, was going to give the prince a run for his money quite literally for the rest of his life.  The prince’s attention was caught when he heard his room doors slam open, “I swear to---.” He started under his breathe, already planning on chewing out his guards before he heard his best friends voice fill the room.  “Viktor you ass.” He called out stepping out of the shower and sliding on his PJ pants, and no shirt and stepping out of the bathroom drying his hair.  “Hey, it takes time to look this good- don’t be complaining.” He joked tossing his towel at the other.

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“you must be having a laugh right now!” most would believe it to be incredibly…wrong to talk back to their mother, especially when that mother was the queen of england. victoria, in her moment of being peeved, was the exception. she had just found out who her betrothed would be, and that it seemed everyone including her father, mother, and future spouse had known about the agreement but she was not informed. her mother used the excuse that they wanted to wait for his arrival, which did not do much to calm the enraged princess, who was now feeling embarrassed and out of the loop. 

she tried to reason with herself that it did not matter, for she already had her own plans of not going through with the wedding anyway. 

after giving her the subtle advice to make a good impression, her mother ushered her into the room where her betrothed was waiting on her arrival, closing the door behind her as to give the two a moment to themselves. her arms crossed over her chest as she took him in, an ICY stare on her face. 

“elias edwards,” she greeted. yes, the blonde had heard of him, despite never having a formal introduction and believed she already knew everything there were to know about him. his playboy ways, how he even had the audacity to break a princess’ heart, and was there a rumor going around about something to do with drug use? she had already decided he would be no good for her public image nor would he make a suitable spouse. AS IF she were going through with the wedding anyway. 

“i assume you will cut ties with all of your rumored side pieces should ‘this’-“ She motioned around, as if regarding the summit and their facade of a relationship. ”-become a thing.” 

Elias had a meeting with the King before he was to meet with Victoria, he had laid out how she was going to find out and the best ways for him to handle the situation.  The prince nodded along, agreeing but honestly barely paying attention.  He knew how to handle spoiled brats, and he wasn’t afraid of someone smaller then him.   He had his first gift, a charm bracelet encrusted with real jewels.  Each charm depicting something important in not just in Germany but a few representing England.  He had spent several days making sure each charm was perfect and that the bracelet would work for any combination of outfits the girls could possibly throw at him.   He was left in a room, for what felt like hours but that was probably just him being bored.  The box tapping in his hands, when he finally heard the door open.  He stiffened up waving at the King and Queen before they closed the door, apperances after all were key.   “Should?” He questioned when he was certain they were alone, “Don’t you mean when?” He asked, a light chuckle echoed on his lips at the thought of her worrying about his side pieces as she so tastefully put it.  “When I commit to a woman, I only see that woman.” He stated, and honestly it was the truth.  He was many things, but a cheat he was not.  He left that title to his father.    “So you have nothing to worry about Princess.”

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ofkennedy:

“it is, i agree. i’ve met them before, of course, but it’s still a lot,” he agreed. he wasn’t going to lie, it had been a bit awkward considering his ex-boyfriend was a prince of england, but he’d managed to work through it. xavier nodded along as elias told him about his day. “there’s nothing better than finishing a busy day off with a nice drink, no?” the male mused as he sipped the drink in his glass.

“It’s the motto of my people.” He laughed taking another sip, “We enjoy relaxing with a cool drink after a nice day, American’s are a bit to strict on how they handle alcohol too many rules.” He added before remembering who he was talking too, “No offense though, it’s been that way since before WWIII.”

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vclerias:

She stopped in her tracks at the sound of his voice. Even until now, Valeria would know it anywhere. She remembered everything about him perfectly — the chiseled jaw and handsome features, fair brown hair, green eyes she searched into desperately when he broke it all off without explaining why. “Elias,” she responded coolly, making an effort to emulate his self-possessed demeanor. “Neither did I. You also look well.” She was frustrated by the effect he had on her, and still had.

She’d gone from loving him to resenting him to thinking she hated him. And yet here she was, turning soft at the sight of him. It wasn’t fair. Although, she had to admit, he did warn her early on. It was her decision to make a fool of herself; she fought to be with him, listen to him say that he loved her, and believe him wholeheartedly, believe that she was an exception.

“I presume you’re here for the marriages. I congratulate you on your engagement,” she told him. Was that a stupid thing to say? “I just wanted to let you know that you shouldn’t feel as if our… personal history should be an obstacle to an alliance between our countries. I don’t allow my past emotions to be such in matters of national interest.” A blatant lie, as she couldn’t help herself from adding: “Of course, so long as Germany and its representatives provide total open honesty and clarity.” She was still waiting on an explanation, that was evident. Though she knew it was stupid, part of her was counting on him to come back to her. Good thing they were alone; she couldn’t guarantee that she wasn’t about to do something impulsive, like cry or yell at him or both, or try something else completely.

“As I you.” He replied when she congratulated him on her marriage, The thought of Valeria with someone else drove him a bit mad.  The prince didn’t want to break Valeria’s heart, he didn’t want to hurt her the way he did.  If things had gone according to plan, perhaps he’d be engaged to her here instead of Victoria.  (It honestly would save him a bit of a headache).  He bit his lip to silence the thoughts, Valeria had almost found out his secret and his parents were convinced she couldn’t be trusted.  She had nothing to lose if she revealed his secret, at least when Victoria finds out, she’ll have a crown to lose.   Not that he trusted the blonde debutante as far as he could throw her, he couldn’t back out of their marriage.  It had been a long time coming to get the English ruling family and the German ruling family united as one and he wasn’t foolish enough to risk that.  He wasn’t going to start a war over something as silly as a marriage.   He pulled the door open again letting out a light whistle as Luis, his ES Animal came trouting out behind him.  Elias picked up the pug, scratching behind his ear.  “So who is the lucky guy that is going to take you off the market?” He questioned trying to keep the talk light.  He didn’t know how she’d react, he didn’t think he’d blame her if she yelled, if she swore, hell he’d probably let her get away with a smack at this point.

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hrhkatelijne:

Katelijne immediately started explaining her plan, having thought a lot about the situation and what could be done to secure it before it broke. “First, I would make the treaties formed by each Summit marriage set in stone until the next Summit, at which point a new one can be written or adjusted as needed. Obviously, exceptions will be made in the even of Country A doing something horrific that Country B just can’t agree with, but Country B would have to prove that continuing to follow the treaty would be harmful for the people of that country. Secondly, when two countries are joined by marriage there should be a third country brought into the treaty, as a sort of mediator. These mediator countries should be different for each marriage; it would be unwise to just set up a few countries as mediators.” She cut herself off, aware that she’d been info-dumping. “Sorry, I don’t mean to talk so much.”

Elias paused for a moment, the other had really given this some thought.  There was an air about the other that he had to respect.  “No it’s fine, i’m okay with people blabbering when they actually know what they are talking about.” He responded, “Are you in line to be the queen of somewhere?” He questioned, “Cause its a damn shame if you aren’t.” 

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Taron Egerton photographed for Mr. Porter