A/N: Continuation of the royal Hanchul :D

“Shiyuan,” whispered Geng. “Tell me that is not Heechul. Tell me he isn’t dressed like that.”

Shiyuan adjusted his cap and sent up a quick prayer. After all this was done with, he was going to ask for a raise.

“Heechul-ssi is indeed in a dress, Your Highness. Please stop gaping; the other guests are starting to notice.”

Geng pulled himself together; he was a Prince after all. He plastered on a smile and walked towards Heechul, who was swarmed by the old men of his father’s Parliament. Politely, he shoved everyone away.

“Ah, ministers. If you would excuse us, I would like to show my guest around.”

The Law Minister shot him a look. “This lovely young lady is your guest, Diànxià?”

Geng nodded and took Heechul by his elbow to lead him away.

“Please do not talk to those dinosaurs. I am afraid they might do something inappropriate.”

Heechul laughed and once again Geng was struck by how beautiful the man was.

“You look absolutely gorgeous.”

“Oh, I know.”

Note: Diànxià means Your Highness. (Or at least that's what Google is telling me. Please correct me if I'm wrong.)
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