Harry Styles
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“Your Royal Highness, Prince Harry.”
That’s when everyone stood up in the big room, and Harry came through the giant doors. His hair was styled perfectly and he had a handsome suit on. He smiled as he walked through, he stood next to his father, the king.
“Who’s next?”
Harry whispered to his father.
“The Princess.”
His father whispered back. Harry nodded and fixed his tie. He just wanted to go back home.