King Wilbert And The Legend Of The Moonstone

Chapter I: Intro

     In a kingdom where people were considered as the most erudite and constructive compared to what other kingdoms have achieved. Where there was harmony and no dissonance, people used to succour the poor and not consider them the dust below their feet. Yes, we're talking about the kingdom of Albingoria.

The kingdom, which is ruled by an excellent and perfectly worthy king by the name 'Aldrich the I' the most righteous and pragmatic ruler among the other kings/queens, was a normal-sized man with a regal beard which was short, he had auburn hair and bluish-green eyes somewhat like hazel, often mistaken with brown. His beloved queen 'Charlotte, Queen Consort' was just as regal and not to mention how compassionate she actually was. Her heart bled when she saw anyone starving with the scarcity of money or hunger. She was slender and had blue eyes. She always wore a chignon bun as her signature hairstyle. A simple and sweet tiara jewelled with fade pink and colourless diamonds was always seated on her perfectly styled blonde hair, it was her favourite tiara from her collection!  

This great match made in heaven had a noble and talented son, Wilbert The Wise he was given this title when he was still young, but he was styled 'His Royal Highness' from birth. This young lad had inherited the green eyes from his dad and blonde hair from his mum. While the kingdom was ruled by a perfect monarchy and the people being naturally talented, there was nothing a kingdom wanted more!

But the king had quite some difficulties upon ruling such a vast kingdom. He would completely wear out at night! His duties grew when a neighbouring kingdom waged a war against them. And fortunately, they won! With his kingdom having a larger boundary compared to what they had before, there was nothing to stop his duties become more exaggerated.

It was another busy morning in the palace of Albingoria. There was hustle and bustle everywhere, and as usual, the king wasn't able to have his breakfast at all. Even if the dining table was covered with the most prodigiously hearty and perfectly delectable breakfast.

As he was about to have the first bite of his delicious scotch eggs, the palace steward interrupted him "A thousand apologies your highness, but you need to make your way to the royal duties, right away," said Frederick the palace Stuart, sounding as polite as he could and trying not to mess with the king's relaxed frame of mood.

"But, today King Julian has arranged a royal get together at his palace. It might be difficult to do so. Maybe, you can take over my duties! Frederick?" asked the king, in his firm and raspy voice.

"M....me!? Well if you insist, your majesty" Replied Fredrick, Humbly. The silence after their conversation wasn't lasting long, since a certain somebody was popping in the middle "Can I take the charge, instead of Frederick?" Asked prince Wilbert.

"Well, there aren't any objections," said King Aldrich, going into deep, deep, thinking. Then he spoke again, "Okay! You can be King for a day or three days? What amount of days would you like to be a potentate?" said the king, turning his cavernous eyes towards his son and heir to the throne.

"Great! I'll rule for two days, you need not worry, dad" Said Wilbert, courteously. "I believe in you son!" replied King Aldrich, showing that he trusts him. "At least now, I could have my breakfast in tranquillity," said Aldrich, composedly.

They had a hearty and peaceful breakfast without a single word of busyness or commotion. Then the king called upon the Archbishop to coronate the new king.

The crown was placed on top of prince Wilbert. It was just a sight of veneration! It was angelical, glorious and marvellously alluring. It had a huge Alexandrite as a middle piece and was completely made of gold and it had a red silk cap inside the gold frame, was also studded with 266 pearls, 24 diamonds, 16 emeralds, 7 sapphires, and 4 rubies.