Drabble: Everything But Privacy
He was the prince, the royal heir, the next king. Everything in the kingdom was his, everything but privacy.
“Just give me half an hour,” he said.
“We can’t. What if something happens to you?”
“I’m going to be in my own room. If I’m not safe there, I’m not safe anywhere.”
“We would rather be safe than sorry. You are too important to lose.”
It was a familiar argument. He had given up on winning long ago, but he really did need the privacy this time.
He walked off. The guards followed. He turned around the corner and slipped into the secret passage known only by the royal family. Ignoring the commotion outside, he headed deeper into the hidden corridor until he reached a small room.
A family of birds watched him.
Almost privacy. Close enough.