ROYALTY

Chapter 55

She took her time to clearing her throat, as it felt horse from all the talking. My father was crowned king but his wife was never crowned queen, the only thing she answered to was his last name. He refused to give her the title as he felt she was not worthy of it. Once my father had officially become king he picked up his lover and married her, the queen. But they could not bring the children they already had as it would cause yet another scandal, so they claimed that I and my brother were adopted. Of course everyone believed as they thought it generous of the king and queen to adopt two children from a dying duke. The kings first wife on the other hand was a whore. Pure hatred could be seen in her eyes, as anger flushed through her features.

She never loved my father and she knew my father never loved her, her son turned out to be exactly like her, cruel and heartless, even though what he is after is never and can never be his. My mother the queen, after being officially married to the king developed some difficulties with child birth, not that my father was worried he already had two children that could inherit the throne, still my mother longed for a third child. My father took it to court that should anything happen to him my brother, would be crowned king and if a foul fate were to befall him, I would rule as queen. If anything were to happen to me, then the people would have a democratic form of ruling where they could choose whomever they wished or wanted. It was a decision that made my grandfather frown, but who was he to complain, his son was king and not him.

Years later my fathers first wife produced an heir. She claimed to be the queen and demanded that her child be given the throne as she was the first wife. My father on the other hand gave her son the position of first duke in court and great many things, she should have been grateful but the whoring lying, cockwaffle.. She cut herself short of what ever insults she was going to give the poor woman, The child was not his at the end but was for a guard that walked the halls. My father could not afford to chase her out. He was in no mood for wild rumours so he divorced her, granting her the opportunity to live wherever she placed with her guard. For years she grew on her hatred towards my mother and the king being together. She had schemed and planed, waiting for the perfect day to kill my mother. The day came but unfortunately death chose her instead.

She shrugged her shoulders, like as if it was nothing. It brought me so much delight knowing that she was out of the family, she had started the while fuss of poisoning the royals food, almost getting my mother had my brother not stopped her from eating the platter of food, Trenton would not have been born. She stood up and walked towards an opening, where she looked into the distance, the minds eye picturing the wiping willows grave yard. Edgar my brother, Liam my- She held the necklace around her neck and she winced in pain. All these years and the pain is still fresh, like an open wound that des not want to heal.

She turned to face me, looking me in the eye, pointing towards the ring that sat on my marriage finger by my left. Donovan is not a good person, he is more than he seems, call me a murder for killing the king and queen, for claiming my brother Trenton dead, but he is indeed the murder he killed Liam, he killed Edgar and I did all this- she stopped short as she heard the sound of clapping coming from my direction, a burst of laughter filled the air, I wiped at my tears.

Oh dear, who knew the princess is such a good story teller, for a moment there you had me believing on your lie, I held my tummy as I stood up, finding It hard to keep my laughter at bay, Soon you would tell me that the prince is alive after you had just told me he is dead. She gave me a very displeased look, obviously frustrated at my remark. But of course the prince is alive and not dead, we are never alone, as a matter of fact he is here with us. The way she said it, with a smile, with a hopeful clint in her eyes, I could not help but feel the bitterness that was in my mouth. You I stood as I pointed at her, are a lying cheat ! I screamed. Do you know how it hurts? Do you think it is funny? I gave my heart to him, my soul, even when I was not willing I was falling and then you cook up some scheme claiming that your saving me? From who? Donovan? How do I believe what you say is true. You killed the king, the smile you gave proved it. You killed the queen, you confessed it yourself, the prince I am sure you had that planned.

I stopped whatever she was going to say. Your royal highness. I spat Forgive me if I sound rude, but I believe my stay here is overdue and as for the prince, I said as I curtsied, I do thank you for saving a foolish woman like me from emotions and feelings that do not even exist, I turned on my heel and marched off, not failing to hear the words she spoke as I made to leave her presence, the simple words of If you love you would fight for him.