The crown came off the moment the doors to the dressing room closed.

"What", Justin flinched as soon as Zain tapped him on the shoulder.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you tbat", He snapped "Whats wrong with you?"

Zain sniffed. He tried to cover it, but it came out anyway.

"Nothing", He muttered, sniffing again. "It's just... That was such a beautiful speech His highness delivered. I haven't moved on from it up till now, its still replaying in my head".

Zain rolled his eyes. "Get a grip of yourself man".

"Habs the special guest arrived yet", I asked, adjusting my cuff.

"Yes your highness", Justin jumped in immediately...