Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

How could Lance be unwilling?

He is willing to die for Allen.

Those light purple eyes were like sea waves, as if the lavender in Provence bloomed all over.

He finally believed that he was being shrouded in sunlight.

Lance lowered his eyes, looked at the sapphire brooch on his chest, and clasped it gently in his palm cherishingly.

He smiled softly and said softly, "Yes, Your Highness. I am willing to fight for you!"

Alan finally felt relieved, led him to walk, and stopped in front of the king's study.

The moment he approached the king's study, Lance keenly felt a sense of suffocation, as if something in his body that existed all the time had stopped functioning.

He adjusted his breathing almost immediately, so Allen didn't notice the abnormality.

His light purple eyes revealed a hint of thought.

what is that?

Does Your Highness know?

He glanced sideways and watched Allen knock on the door lightly.

Edward was signing some political documents. He looked up and stopped the pen in his hand.

He smiled, "Come back?"

Butler Fran was holding a large pile of documents neatly. He also raised his head when he heard the voice, and his loving smile closed in the corner of his eyes.

Edward couldn't help but pause.

I saw an elite with silver hair and purple eyes taking care of Alan's height, bowed slightly respectfully, stretched out his arms thoughtfully and meticulously, and half-protected the blond boy in front of him.

Seeing him looking at him, that person silently performed a heart-warming salute with a gentle demeanor.

...Silver hair and purple eyes?

Is it Lance Loren, the knight commander outside Allen's school?

His eyes fell on Lance's half-protecting Alan's hand, he smiled gently and majesticly, looked at his son, and asked,

"Alan, this... is the knight commander you often mentioned to me, Lance Loren?"

Allen nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The king's sea blue eyes drooped slightly, and with a single sentence, he scanned Allen up and down.

... If he recalled correctly, when Allen went out in the morning, he wore a low-key sapphire brooch - very similar to the style of the School Liaison Committee.

But now, Allen's suit collar is empty.

He glanced sideways, and saw the missing brooch on the collar of the knight commander's suit.

The juxtaposition of sea-blue gemstones and gorgeous liaison badges complement each other perfectly.

Butler Fran silently put the documents in his hand back into the file box, took away the documents on the desktop, and stored them properly.

Edward looked calm, and dropped the pen on the table with a "click".

Allen paused, feeling a little strange.

... His Majesty is angry?

He seemed unconscious and reminded, "Lance, this is my father, Your Majesty Edward."

Edward leaned back slightly, looked at Lance half-kneeling and comforted his heart, and said gently, "Lance? I often hear Alan mentioning you—"

The king got up, went around from behind the long table, gave Lance a little help, asked him to stand up, and agreed,

"You are indeed a very good person in charge, with a keen mind and careful planning... Yes, you are indeed worthy of Lancelot's reputation."

"As Alan's father, I will always remember to thank you for your dedication - the affairs outside the school must be very complicated, and you have worked so hard!"

At this time, Butler Fran stepped forward, bowed and asked everyone to move to the sofa area where the guests were received, and made tea and placed them in front of the three of them.

Edward smiled and raised his hand for Lance to take a seat.

Lance was a little apprehensive for a moment, bowed respectfully, and waited for the king and his son to be seated before sitting down with some restraint.

In these two short steps, Edward glanced lightly, and saw Lance thoroughly from beginning to end.

The manners are acceptable.

Good looking.

The temperament is mild, but in the transition, there is a sense of cold killing that seems to be absent.

This knight commander... has killed someone?

Edward lowered his eyes slightly.

Killing people is not an easy task, once you make up your mind to do it, if it's not bloody revenge, it's ruthless.This knight commander is prudent and thoughtful, and he must also be good at planning a story.

At the same time, he also has a lot of support outside Allen's school, and he has such power...

Once such a person rebelled, he might be hurt.

He heard about Lance's experience from Allen - coming from an orphanage, to be able to have such knowledge and tolerance requires even more self-control.

However, after such ups and downs, can the other party still maintain his heart?

He looked at Allen's neckline, and then looked at Lance next to him suspiciously.

Lance paused insignificantly, straightened his back in the king's thoughts, and asked gently, "Your Majesty...excuse me, do you have any questions about me?"

Edward deliberately set his sights on the gemstone brooch, and lightly gave a reason, and asked,

"No offense, Commander Knight. It's just... why is Alan's brooch here with you? Please forgive my wording, but Alan has never given the jewelry he has worn to others."

He raised his eyes and looked at this gentle and cold orphan.

"—will you give me an explanation?"

Lance was taken aback.

So... His Majesty looked at him because of this?

He couldn't help but relax, with a hint of a smile, he looked down respectfully and said,

"Yes, Your Majesty. Please forgive my impoliteness—I always feel that I am not doing well enough, lest I will drag Your Majesty down.

"This brooch was specially given by His Highness to reassure me..."

Lance raised his eyes gently and said embarrassedly, "Did this... offend you?"

Edward smiled and said, "I see."

He seemed to suddenly think of something, looked at Allen with a bit of majesty, and lightly reprimanded,

"Alan, since Lance is the knight commander in charge outside the school and belongs to the center, how can you entrust him with the duties of attendant?

"—isn't this a kind of humiliation?"

Allen was caught off guard by such accusations, a little at a loss, and his eyes were full of pure doubts.

Before he could speak, Lance raised his voice and replied,

"Your Majesty! You have misunderstood Your Highness!"

He leaned forward to report,

"In fact, I was the one who asked His Highness for this responsibility... After entering the second year, His Highness has many affairs, and it is really too hard.

"I wanted to lighten the burden for Your Highness, so I asked for the role of housekeeper."

Edward thought, but didn't speak.

After a while, he insisted, "Lance, this is not polite... Allen has his own personal butler, and Triss has performed her duties well.

"What's more, asking a center like you to do housekeeping matters is always overkill."

Seeing that Alan seemed to be persuaded by the king, he gradually fell into thoughts,

Lance was a little helpless, but also a little happy to be valued so much. He nodded and said,

"Yes, Your Majesty... Lance Loren will always remember your importance, and will never let you and His Highness down!"

Edward finally let go of his heart and nodded gently.