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With his back towards the room as he held the door open for Ayub and continued, “I do hope that the rest of the team won’t act as if he is something special. To get privilege just because of what family you belong to… and your whole life continuing to get undeserved advantages and government grants due to—”
Crown Prince Wilhelm stood by the conference table.
In an annoyingly well tailored suit.Moving forward and reaching out his hand. Smiling.
Simon tried to somehow reciprocate the handshake while he felt his own name get squeezed out of his lungs as a mimic of an introduction.
Dear lord, his skin feels like silk.
“Hi. Wilhelm. I would prefer not to be called crown prince off-camera. When they are turned on though, then it is sort of mandatory. For those government grants.”
Was that a wink?
Was he flirting?Or:
What if Crown Prince Wilhelm of Sweden was invited as a guest expert, participating in the studio every day to discuss the highlights of the slow-tv show The Great Moose Migration?
What if Simon-terrified of bears-Eriksson moved from Bjärstad at 15, became a producer, and then in charge of said slow-tv show?