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After that first evening, the young Hellenican prince had thrown himself into his work. He was going to impress both his family and his hosts with his new political responsibilities and impress he did. He made daily media coverage with his visits and had revelled in his chance to experience the natural beauty available in Ameria. From riding bareback with cowboys to promote prairie re-wilding to working with schools on urban greening projects in the capital, he was suitably distracted during the daytime. It was in the evening that he was distracted. 

Staying at the palace, rather than in the city, meant that he was frequently with his fellow royals, especially for dinner and any other evening entertainments. Thankfully, the newly formed Coven (as he had started to fondly refer himself, Cass and Cat as) had kept him suitably distracted, and plied with spirits for a few of the evenings. He’d obviously spent time with Leo and had even spent an evening exploring the library in the company of Erik, whom he found far warmer than Belle’s words suggested. He’d successfully avoided Henri, but upsettingly by proxy also Gen - seemingly his shadow after that initial evening. He’d had friendly conversations with everyone else including Ali and Phillip. There was definitely something going on there with the way they looked at one another. Ali treated Chris as though they were mere acquaintances - apparently, childhood best friends and then years of learning every inch of one another’s bodies meant nothing. Of course, Chris wasn’t expecting their ‘thing’ to continue forever, neither of them felt anything romantic about the other. But to be introduced to others as yet another political figure and with little more warmth than being a distant cousin really stung. As for Phillip, well… If Phillip were, in fact, that way inclined, he’d definitely have to catch him for a chat soon - one without the eyes and ears of half the ruling elite. 

Fresh from his morning swim, Chris had spent far too long deciding on an outfit. Being from the Mediterranean, he was more than comfortable with the heat but had never been to any Amerian theme parks before. He’d been to many festivals, many times - even Fyre, but he doesn’t mention that and was so glad to have not promoted it on his social media. He’d been to many theme parks and loved rides - the bigger the better. And his country hosted many regattas, traditional festivals and sporting events. But he’d never been to a theme park as an official royal event! He settled on a simple black and neutral outfit in the end and hurried downstairs. He asked an aide to take his photo in the palace garden and noticing a twitching curtain or two as headed toward the SUVs. He was not about to suggest political preference in front of those spying old fogeys, so on seeing the line of SUVs he decided on diplomacy and slide into the back of an empty car. So he settled in the comfort of the AC chilled car and set on deciding a filter and comment for that [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/7de737cb-0cee-4ce0-bcf4-87a278d0f57e.jpg]photo[/url] …

As his phone vibrated with Leo’s Whatsapp, Chrisleant of the car and wolf-whistled her with a huge grin on his face. [color=FFD700]“Kalá geia ómorfi!”[/color] he called as he opened the door for her, [color=FFD700] “Get in loser, we’re going shopping”[/color] he quoted with a smile. Their journey passed with selfies and them both quizzing the other about the previous couple of days when they hadn’t actually seen one another. Chris grilled Leo on the media, the Prince of Estil and Imani, her only response being that: the tabloids were stupid, that her mother was calling her non-stop about said tabloids. Whilst unconvinced, he was unable to press further as he faced his own barrage of questions about avoiding Henri (Leo had stopped dragging the conversation as soon as she saw discomfort in Chris), the lingering distance of Alejandro and his suspicions about Phillip. He had nothing to add about the former, but couldn’t help but think about the possibility of awkwardness at this second arranged activity. The latter, however, was still playing on his mind…

Yeah, they’d slept together. But they’d both agreed that feelings were not involved and Chris had accepted that one day their physical relationship would end. He had not thought that it would come at the cost of severing their friendship at the same time. [i]A childhood of memories built together and all seemingly for nothing. Maybe Ali just couldn’t separate the two like him and that was the reason he was so distant? Or was Chris himself not hiding his hurt as well as he thought and Ali thought he was upset at their fooling around coming to an end…? Eurgh… why was it all so fucked up? And what was going on with Ali and Phillip? If they were a thing, was it Phillip who didn’t like how close they had been and so was causing the rift? [/i]He blurted this all out to his best friend, but they had arrived at the theme park and his door was opened for him.

[color=DC143C]”Don’t forget,”[/color] Leo had gently squeezed his hand and looked at him with a smile, [color=DC143C]”You always got me. No matter what.”[/color]

 [color=FFD700] “Forever and always.”[/color] he replied with a smile. 

He offered Leo his arm and they walked into the park to find the others, eyeing up the tallest coaster with a grin. Emotional drama from the last week set aside, he was determined to have a good time today.