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A few months after he married the most beautiful woman he had ever seen King Roland began to notice that his Royal Sorcerer wasn't around and he, the king, had to send for Cedric, his sorcerer, which was strange. Cedric was one of the few people Roland didn't have to put on his kingly mask for; the sorcerer had been his best man at his wedding to Lady Teressa. Never in a million years did Roland expect to get a new soulmate after his first had died.

Sitting in his favourite leather chair, Roland thought back to the day Miranda and Sofia came to live in the Palace. The long-limbed sorcerer had messed up a spell, not uncommon but at the same time, it wasn't something that happened often. Roland gave a light-hearted verbal jab, to which Cedric had replied something about breaking in a new wand. At the time Roland thought nothing of it but thinking back usually Cedric would have given the King a smart ass remark. Then when the Blond haired King introduced his royal Sorcerer with a comment about being stuck with him. The other man who would frequently reply with a comment on how he was stuck with Roland as well and then laugh, never did.

Roland rubbed the stubble on his chin pondering why Cedric screwed up that spell. It was one the sorcerer could literally cast in his sleep. Roland had seen it on his last day with his first wife and the day before his first as a single father of twins.

Queen Teressa, Teri to friends and loved ones, had invited Cedric for late night tea as she couldn't sleep and didn't want to disturb Roland's sleep. Cedric, who was one of the Queen's closest friends, was just eighteen at the time and had no problem coming to give Teri some company. She was the one person Cedric had told who the other half of his soul was. All Roland knew about it was that she was a Princess. The two friends had stayed up most of the night talking until they fell asleep where they sat.

The next morning Roland had awoken to find his wife wasn't in bed with him. Worried, he pulled on his dressing robe and made his way into the sitting room. Upon entering, he heard Cedric mumble something in his sleep, and suddenly rose petals were falling from the ceiling.

Gently Roland woke his pregnant wife and when she went to say something he held a finger to his lips with a quiet hush. The Queen's delicate hands rubbed her angler face and up into her hair where she found several petals. Holding one she arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow at her husband.

"Cedric did that, in his sleep mind you, as I walked into the room," Roland answered the question in his wife's golden eyes. As Cedric snored and shifted in his sleep. Roland had no idea at that time that part of the reason Teressa had asked Cedric to tea that night was to get a tarot card reading on whether she would survive the birth of the twins and if not, would Roland be alright.

Roland stood up from his chair and decided to go see why his best friend was avoiding him. Walking through the castle, the King realized how late it was, but he knew that Cedric would still be awake the man had no sense of time while he was working on one of his elaborate potions. The King made his way up the stairs to the Sorcerer's tower to find the door closed and when Roland went to knock, he heard Cedric's voice from within.

"Wormy what am I going to do?" The tall, lean man asked as he paced the floor of his alchemist workshop, an inky black Raven flew off its perch to land on his shoulder. The musky smells of dried plants and other components permeated the air. The man sat down in his favourite suede chair, the King had made it for him when he first became Royal Sorcerer. "I finally find her, and she is a child, and not just any child no she had to be the step-daughter of my best friend."

As he said this, he rolled up the sleeves covering his left arm wherein delicate lavender writing was the name 'Princess Sofia The First.' Roland, upon hearing Cedric confess that his soulmate was Sofia quietly opened the door and entered just as silently.

"Cedric you old fool, as much as I may come to love her, this will never work, I am a good twenty years her elder, I could be her father for fucks sakes." Cedric stood and turned around only to come face to face with the King, who for some reason had an amused smile on his face. "Y-Y-Y-Your majesty what are you d-doing here?" Fuck Cedric was stuttering he only did that when he was exceedingly nervous about something.

Wide-eyed Cedric realized that Roland must have heard him talking to Wormwood and he was going to have him hanged. After all who would allow their daughter to marry a man old enough to be her father. Roland looked around the workshop and removed his overcoat. A little signal they had developed to show that it was Roland, not the king, just Roland that was talking to Cedric. The blond haired man grabbed the stool to Cedric's workbench and sat on it. his white shirt wrinkling as he leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees. Still smiling while Cedric had a look of abject terror on his long-nosed face.

"You know it's funny, I came up here to ask you why you messed up on a spell I knew you could do in your sleep, and now I know. When you told me that your soulmate was a princess, I had hoped that you meant Tilly when that wasn't the case I had started to hope that she wouldn't take you from the Palace to live in her Kingdom." Roland shook his head and ran a hand through his blond locks. "Now I know you will one day be my son-in-law,"

"NO!" Cedric shouted, interrupting Roland, "I can't believe you are okay with this Rol, I am many years older than her, and for fuck sakes, she's still a child." Cedric started to pace. "I tried a sleeping spell, but that didn't work as I couldn't be the one to cast it, so I attempted to get Sofia to cast it. Again that fail, I have tried just about everything I could think of to stop my ageing, but nothing has worked. I have even tried ignoring the growing connection between her highness and me." Cedric sat in his chair face in his hands as he tried to figure out how to either make things work with the young princess or how to stop it before it became too much of a problem. Roland stood and walked over to Cedric, crouched down and pulled the younger man's hands away from his face.

"Cedric, I couldn't imagine anyone more suited for my newest daughter. Have you thought about asking your parents? I happen to remember one of them telling a story about needing a youth potion too so that they weren't too old for the other; I can never remember which one of the two it was they told us so many stories over the years." The Blond-haired man stood up straight with a serious look on his face. "However if you try anything of a sexual nature with her before she comes of age I will make sure I never get grandchildren from the two of you. Do you understand me?" Cedric nodded still to shocked to say anything. Roland, content that Cedric understood turned and grabbed his coat as he headed for the door, pausing a moment to look at his friend.

"Please stop avoiding coming out of your tower and spend some time with Miranda and I. I fear she thinks you hate her and the only one that can change that is you." with that the king left the shell-shocked sorcerer alone.