ROYALTY

Chapter 60

His body went rigid as he was not expecting me. Your ladyship. He said not bowing but raising an eyebrow, walking towards him I ran my finger along the body of the painting. Or maybe it does need a bit of some cleaning. Have it cleaned and hanged back in the exact same position. I turned wanting to take my leave. Your royal highness, he got back his sense he was smart after all. I was told to remove all portraits of the royal family and bu- His mouth went dry and he wet his lips, opening his mouth again he spoke burn them.

I simply stared at him, his eyes moving from one object to another not looking at me once. Um, that will not be a problem, I can hand you a match I would not mind, then I would have to call the artist that did this to come do it all over again. I wonder how a person looks like in just red paint. Oh no not just red paint, I said as I paced the room talking to myself, blood red paint from, my eyes met his and a smile graced my lips, he took a step or two back, bumping into the wall. the same stupid guard that forgot his place in the place and took the words of a bastard over his princess.

My voice was cold, with enough frost to it, still smiling. But it is okay, your wife, your child and yourself would have to make do, I am sure your blood would be quiet enough. Taking a menacing step towards him. You have brains, use them and not your balls. Then I was out, taking another turn for the breakfast room.

I stood by the door, and all I could hear was laughter. This was the private dining room for the family only, and the people in were not family. I looked to the herald and he acted as if I was not even present, eyeing the short man down I walked to the door almost pushing it open. My lady you cannot go in. He said with a bow. Why? Well because I was given orders not to allow anyone in, your royal highness. I raised an eyebrow. Is the king in? He shook his head no. The queen? He gave the same answer. The prince? He gave me an are you dumb look the prince died but a few days ago. Then I am going in. But- He made to stop me. Who has the ability to make you an outcast and a laughing stock?

He looked towards the door then back at me, humbling himself he looked to the floor. You, your royalty. Good never forget that. I pushed open the door. Oh and one more thing, He looked up hazel brown eyes meeting mine, eager, expectant and yet fearful. Do grow on some hair, you have been bald way to long. If it means I should command you to do then do it. I am deadly tired of seeing my reflection on the surface of your head I did not wait for his response.

Walking in head held high and back straight, I took in the number of foes in the room, the guards that had dared to trade places with the devil and become his demons, noting each one of their faces. Hell would be much cooler if I did not in one way or the other punish them. My head snapped to the head table, the king and queens seat, as laughter arose from there. It is considered etiquette for you to raise up when your queen walks in. Were you not taught any manners? The two of them paid me no need. Walking towards the kings seat, so I stood directly behind it.

You got tired of all your hoes that you had to go get this tramp? The lady besides him gasped as she took offence. Turning to her I pointed with my finger for her to get up. She looked at the man in question and still sat down, holding a smug smile to her lips. oh I see. I said to myself. How does he do it by the way? The last I heard he is as small as a pea, cannot barely satisfy the maids that walk round the halls. You know it is such a shame he has a small man hood, smaller than his brain. He hit the table and with gritted teeth shouted. Shut the fuck up. In that moment, the guards moved closer to the table, hands on their weapons.

I gave a short laugh and looked around the room. Or what? Your grace? They stepped back to their positions eyes fixed firmly on the door. Donovan on the other hand got red in the face, he obviously was not used to being questioned or disobeyed. I was going to give him a ran for his money. Or I will shut it for you. Permanently. I stappled my fingers together leaning my chin on them. You do not say? Stroking my chin I moved around the table. You have less than I counted on my fingers. a hand full of days, I would encourage you to work harder than you are doing now so you can get the crown. Sitting down ungracefully and grabbing his cup of wine, I stared at the liquid inside, crystal clear.