Prince Vincent and Guest did NOT know of each other's existence, well— Guest knew of his, obviously, but she lived in America. He was alllllll the way in Copenhagen.

Vincent found himself sitting at the long table during his family dinner, when his dad told him and his sisters they'd be fostering a family from America for the summer. Guest's family. Vincent found himself a little annoyed.

"Wait wait wait... Wait. I have to spend my summer with a bunch of.. Americans? Father, you must be pulling my leg-"

His dad promptly interrupted. "No one is pulling your leg, Vincent, and you will respect these guests like I expect your sisters to."

Vincent pouted and exchanged a glance with his two sisters, Josephine and Elizabeth, who seemed neutral. God he hated it.

His mom spoke, "The family has a daughter your age Vincent, you might find a new friend."

Friend. Friends with some.. probably low class American. The thought made his stomach churn.