Duty and Freedom????
By Beckylove
Chapter 3
~DUTY~
~Shelagh kingdom~
“Her majesty”, the guard announced queen Aimee presence.
She smiled when she saw her son. He is reading some scrolls.
He stood up and bow slightly to his mother.
” Mother why are you here?”, He asked.
His voice spells royalty. His actions screams royalty. His manner shouts royalty. Even his look is exclaiming royalty.
King Alexander had grown well.
“You look even more handsome this morning, my son”, Queen Aimee said.
He scoffed.
” Is there anytime I’m less handsome?”, he asked.
“My bad! My Alexander is always handsome”
“Why are you here, mother”, he asked taking his seat after his mother had sat down.
” I’m just here to see you “, she
said.
” But I’m busy”, he countered.
“Then I will go straight to the point. I want to talk to you about…. You know, your sister had been married for four years now and I didn’t have anyone to keep me company. I nee-d a daughter in law”, Queen Aimee said.
” You should get married, your majesty”, the woman added.
“Marriage?”, he asked.
” Yes. Your duty as a king demands that you should have a queen. It’s time. You’re not getting younger”, Queen Aimee said.
He could have asked her to postpone talk about marriage for now. He doesn’t even think he would know how to treat a queen. He don’t think he can having wife and kids. Due to the fact that he still harboured anger towards his dad that left him so early, he is always afraid of having his own child too. What if something happened and hos son is made to live the way he lived. It’s not been easy all those years. He went throu-gha lot to rule shelagh.
But those words as been added to it. His duty as king demands it so he had to put all the what ifs behind and do what duty demands from him.
He nee-d to give Shelagh a Queen.
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All the maids he met on his way to the slave area bow to him. He takes no nonsense and his blood and flesh had turn to royalty itself. He’s gotten used to royalty and it is embedded in anything he does.
A king should not pity. A king should not take disobedience lightly. A king should be disciplined and mustn’t laugh like a coward.
Laughter is meant for ladies_not prestigious ladies but commoners.
A prestigious lady should smile and not laugh. That’s how the royals lived. He got to the slaves area and those around kowtowed, their face on the ground.
“Where are the slaves you just brou-ght in?”, he asked, he asked the General slave master, authority in his voice.
” Over there, your majesty”, the master said.
The king saw them. They are over 50. He will pick a few of them for the palace and the others are for sales.
Most of this slaves are orphans. Not all orphans are slaves but all orphans that has no relative are slaves_unless you are from a privilege family.
The king looked at them and he not think any of them will be useful in the palace but a man caught his sight. He is very strong.
“Bring him”, the king commanded the General slave master.
” Yes your majesty”, And he was brou-ght to the king.
“Your name?”, the king asked.
” Owen, your majesty”, the slave replied.
“Bath the slave call Owen and send him to the palace to serve me personally”
“Yes, your majesty. The slave master said and bowed.
The king turn and walk away
Duty and Freedom????
By Beckylove
Chapter 4
~perfect man made just for me~
Do not copy or repost!
~hu-gh kingdom~
Princess Shirley just came back from Erite Kingdom. The kingdom where the prince she is to marry is the fifth son of his father.
Cheryl watched as her twin sister who seems excited. She won’t blame her, her wedding ceremony is two weeks to come.
“Cheryl”, king Cheryl called.
” yes father”
“On your sister’s wedding, a lot of princes will be around. You must be in the ball room throu-ghout, after the party a prince must ask me for your hand in marriage”, the king said, more like an order.
” Yes, your majesty”, she muttered.
‘Is it by for-ce?’, she yelled in her mind.
She knew better than to yell at her father.
“Make sure to invite the King of Shelagh to the wedding. It will be an honour if a king if such a great kingdom could grace us with his presence. Our kingdom won’t be looked down in if that happens.”, the queen said.
” I will definitely send that king an invitation. I can only hope he came. He ha-rdly come to such events. I’ve met him only thrice during few occasions that kings nee-ds to attend”, King Lance said.
Cheryl and Shirley mother is a royalty. She is the seventh princess of her father. She liked prince Lance and became his mistress.
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Shirley met Cheryl on the walkway.
“Sister, let’s go on a walk together”, she said.
“You want to talk to me about your courting week right?”, Cheryl asked.
Shirley blus-hed ha-rd.
She actually wanted to boast about the fact that she is getting married before Cheryl and she also wants to tell her that she did that thing ∆cough cough∆ with the prince.
All princesses must remain a V¡rgin for the man they will be getting married to and they could be inti-mate during the courting week or wait till their wedding night. With the look of things it seems Shirley’s husband is too impatient to wait for the wedding night.
” Can I join you guys?”, The sisters turned to look at the newcomer. It is that basket mouth step- sister of theirs, Princess Pamela.
“No”, Princess Cheryl told her immediately.
Princess Pamela pouted.
“When princess Shirley finally leaves for her husband house, who do you think will keep you company in the palace?”, she asked princess Cheryl.
Cheryl rolled her eyes.
” Let her join us”, princess Shirley said. “So Cheryl, do you have any prince that you like?”, Princess Shirley asked.
” No. I’m not getting married anytime soon. Why would I enter a marriage? I don’t think I can ever cope”, Cheryl replied.
“Do you mind being a mistress then?”, princess Pamela asked.
Princess Cheryl paused and glared at her.
Princess Shirley laughed.
“Don’t be angry, sister. Pamela is just kidding”,
Pamela thought.
‘What’s wrong with being a mistress? Is your mum not a mistress? Just because she was a royal does not mean she should forget her position here in the palace’
They started walking again.
” Sister, you know… You should get married to a crown prince so that you can be on par with me in the future. After all, I will be the queen of this country in the future. Prince Nathan will respect me all his life since I gave him the chance to be king. He will not even dare to take a mistress. You should consider this before getting married but I un-derstand though, crown princes are scarce to come by. They usually opt for the best. After all, there are so many princesses around “, Princess Shirley said.
Cheryl scoffed.
She knew very well that Shirley is gloating. She always ru-b the fact that she(Shirley) is heir while she(Cheryl) will forever be un-der her even though they are twin sisters born on the same day.
” Don’t you think that’s easily said than done? I have to marry a crown prince so that I will be on par with you in the future?”, Cheryl scoffed again.
“Well, I can’t blame you since you don’t have to worry about who will be your husband since you’re heir. Thanks for your advice crown princess but even if I want to get married, I will rather marry a perfect guy that will match my taste. I don’t nee-d to consider his position. I will marry him even if he is not a direct prince from the throne. I mean even is the king’s long distance cousin. In as much as he is royalty”, Princess Cheryl said.
“Is there even such thing as perfect?”, Princess asked as they stopped by the pond.
Princess Pamela rushed to get the fish feed and started to feed the fish.
” It’s only in fairy tales”, Princess Shirley added.
“There is indeed no thing as perfect but there will be a man out there with his own shortcomings and weakness but will still be perfect for me”, Cheryl insisted.
” I’m bored. I’m leaving”, She added and walk away, her long black hair shining.
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Does a perfect man really exist?
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