ROYALTY

Chapter 9

Once the king and his court left the breakfast room, we followed the queen and the princes to the queens salon. All ladies tried their best at being next in line to the queen, while I made sure to keep an awfully long remarkable distance from all. The hallway leading to the queens salon was filled with portraits and potted plants with fresh flowers. I could even make out black and yellow strips here and there, there was no one as busy as a bee.

In my opinion I expected the queens salon to be what is the word? Girlish. With pink everywhere. But instead, it was different than expected. It looked like a conference room. The walls were white with some yellow. The room had furniture to fit in according to the theme painted on the walls. There were tables of different shapes and sizes, chairs, cushions and even pillows. The room was also filled with different activities, and a grand piano sat at the far end corner of the room. To each lady, her own group, some to the gossiping and talkative groups, some to the comparison groups.

I did not belong to any of them, so far none of them seemed like they had brains. Well except Gianna. I kind of had my hopes up, that she would be interested in reading a book or something with me, but she seemed more content with her lot of playing chess.

I moved to the shelves along the wall. There were only two, one on either side of the walls. I ran my hand along the bookcase, there was nothing of interest for me. Most books were about how 'a proper lady should behave.' There was even one on 'how should a proper lady laugh.' I snorted. Proper lady my foot.

"Perhaps this should be of importance to you." I turned as I heard the princess' voice, she held in her hand a book titled 'Whom and Who not to respect.' The group of girls not far from me giggled. I took the book, not sure what I was to do next.

Fifteen minutes later and forty-one thousands of eye rollings I gave up on the stupid book.

Section 909, written by John Friings, head of the Nues Finishing school.

This book Whom and Who not to respect is a fine book that every lady, hoping to be a proper lady should process. It is a book filled with different articles talking about how to address people based on their subtitles and titles.

I, in my former days as a young lad was told to address every class citizen accordingly. The upper, the middle and the lower.

The upper comprising of the nobles should be addressed according to title, your Royal Highness, your Grace, your Majesty and so forth. The middle class comprising of the middle-class working citizens should be addressed as master or madam but if and only if there is a lord present among the middle class (which I highly doubt) he should be addressed as my lord or my lady.

As for the lower glass, well they are nothing but lower class, why give them respect when they are supposed to be giving it to you?

People often ask me how do you address a maid or a manservant.?

Well, the answer is simple, they are not royals or anything of importance but simply human beings that were fortunate enough to have the privilege of working for you, so why address them with a proper title when they are nothing. In my own opinion I think-

The book was utterly and completely useless. Where was the human equality for all citizens? The respect. This John Friings whoever he was thought so highly of himself. And so did the spoilt brats of the ton. They failed to understand something, the most important thing of all. they would not survive without the lower-class people it was like a food chain, all had their respective roles.

These were people that worked as maid servants and man servants in their homes. They cleaned and cooked and did clean after the rich and their messes. No wonder the men could not even tie their own shoes, talk less of saddling a house. They were the same people that worked in farms and industries to provide the food we ate and the clothes we wore.

"Respecting the upper- and middle-class people my foot. If they could not respect the lowest of all people then what makes them sure they can respect the king?"

I shoved the book back into its place with anger. And picked out a book based on Flowers and Flowery designs I needed to find the book I was reading in the prince's private quarters. I was on edge not knowing what happened next in the story.

The flowery designs brought some kind of peace to my heart, I had tuned out what the rest of the ladies were talking about and focused solely on my head, or rather in my head. I moved from my seat to the grand window that allowed a view of the Eastern gardens, there was a flower pot not far from me and a colourful butterfly. I placed my finger gently next to the flower and the little creature hoped on. I studied its wings. It had a design like that of a crystal blue tear drop stone with a touch of yellow, a shade of red and a speck of black surrounding it. It looked beautiful. "Truly beauty does lie in the eyes of the beholder. Am I not right little one?"

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