ROYALTY

Chapter 70

From the back benches a man stood, walking towards the centre where he was every ones attention he cleared his throat, My lords and ladies, her ladyship; he bowed, he opened and closed his mouth several times wanting to say something but he could not bring the rods out, little footsteps of a young girl came running up to the man that stood paralysed as he did not think his actions through. She placed her hand in his and looked over at me with a broad smile. We want you as queen. It was more like a command than a statement, then she looked at the figure that sat in the corner, clad in black, sticking her tongue out to him. And not him Her mother rushed to the front trying to shut the girl up as she kept on chanting my name, soon all the villagers and towns folk were in the rant. The high-class society did not in any way seemed pleased, as they watched horridly as the town folk sang chanting the name of the person they did not want.

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I pushed open his study door, this was the first time in a long while that I saw him in such a mood, to the extent that he denied himself dinner and the sweet soft curves of a womans body. He looked up as he watched me enter the room, I took my time noting my surroundings. I had expected his room to be filled with lavender and all sorts of nonsense that men that wanted power could afford. But it was as simple and organised and not even a book was out of place. I do not remember giving you permission to come in. He said, his hand resting on his stomach as the other held an ice pack to some very important body part of his. I ran my hands along the dust free books, seeming interested in the books that he had stored to the highest brim in his little heaven. And I do not remember allowing you to stay here. I took a sit on the other chair in front of his desk. Crossing one leg over the other, I regarded the being I loathed so much before me.

I have a preposition for you. He did not ask me anything but motioned for me to go on with the nod of his head. The villagers and townsfolk want me as queen, yet you have manged to get the consent and vote of the higher society. You might not be as rich as I am but you do have various connections from all the trips you have been making all over the place. I waved my hands to emphasis my point, he nodded, wondering where this was leading to. And most importantly you have ruled alongside my father, and you seem to know the affairs of the whole kingdom, now such knowledge in a man is very important, but it my friend or foe. I stappled my hands together as I watched him adjust himself, taking care to not move a lot. I found myself wondering how he looked like down there, it was a thought I had no trouble conjuring as whatever I thought of brought a smile to my lips, and his discomfort added to the amusement.

What are you suggesting? He sounded tired, I stood up on my feet and stretched my hand to his A truce,. I said simply, my hand still outstretched. You have what I want and I have what you need, even if you did kill me you would not be able to get the throne, so a truce. His brow farrowed as he looked at my hand trying to understand what I was going about, sighing I pulled my hand back and brushed it against my hair. I need a husband to be crowned queen and you need a wife to be crowned king, we might hate each other but I am willing to make a compromise. Marry me I said in my best imitation of a business deal, after all the monarchy was just like that. He stood ever so slowly, the ice pack hitting the ground with a thud. And how do I know this is not a trap? He was smart.

Because, I brought out the parchment of paper I had with me and placed it on the table, picking one before pushing the other towards him, he took hold of the one I got and pushed the other towards me, he was smart and yet dumb at the same time. he read from the written words, nodding to himself as a small smile craved his lips, seeming satisfied with its content he bent down and dipped his thumb in black ink, pressing it to the paper he handed me back the parchment. Oh no, you keep a copy and I one. I bent down and did the same process on both our parchments just like how he did. I took a step back, regarding him and his grinning features, curtsying as low as I could, Have a good nights rest my lord. I even waited for his signal to raise up before I left the room, I was being a good wife, was I not.