OAKLAND's GREATEST

V.2, Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Royal Pains. (part 1)

The Majestic land of Garlandia

The Green and Orange Aldafi flags flew in the wind on poles attached to the Highest of the three towers of the palace known as the rulers and royals of the land of Garlandia. A beautiful older brown skin woman stood at the window watching the sun set in the horizon as she wore a black dress. She took a deep breath as she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and spoke, "How dare you interrupt my peace?"

"Sorry My Queen. The King needs your presence in his study." The kings advisor told her as she licked her lips and slowly scrolled out and went down the many flights of stairs to the the 3rd floor and found him in his study pouring up a drink. She walked in and stated, "Why the hell are you drinking its after 7?"

"I sent that nephew of mine to the states" he started as she exhaled and asked, "Why did you send Trevon to the states? If he was sent to mess with Gregg again I am telling you we will have a problem. Leave our son alone. Its been 5 years since he decided to stay in the states be free and raise his child."

"He didnt decide to stay! I forced him to Dejah!" The King snapped as she walked closer towards his desk as he took a shot back and she asked, "What the fuck you mean by that?"

"His guards that went back with him was feeding me intel that he was planning on relinquishing his title and heir to the throne he trained to take...so I paid off the doctor to doctor the DNA test. He isnt the father of that little boy. He then became sick"

"Sick how?" Dejah snapped as tears filled in her eyes.

"The rare cancer that your family lineage has."

"And in Garlandia the herbalist and Medicinal Tribes can cure him! You gonna punish him til death? What the fuck  kind of father are you? You neglected him since he was a child. All Greggory wanted to do was make you proud while you praised his older brother that died in battle trying to prove to you. You then send Gregg to the states to find your rate blue blood diamonds and what that ended in him falling in love—."

"WITH A FUCKING MAN!" The king snapped as he punched his desk as Queen Dejah burst into laughter, "And you knew he would. You caught him at 14 with the popes kid in the horse stables. Then you banished in boyfriend at 20. Trust me you cant hide true emotions" she stopped talking as her husband stared at her and wiped around her mouth and replied, "You can say that again. You havent let me touch you in years. Someone must be treating you right."

"Yeah and the whores at that whore house taking good care of you in the after hours. Now back to my son!" She snapped.

"I felt guilty and I cannot let my son die. So I sent Trevon to Miami of Florida and he is gonna being Gregg backed to be cured and hopefully we can talk him into taking the throne and moving his family here."

"A gay King? This is Nakoshia? These people would never allow that" she said as the study door opened and Trevon walked in and she gasped, "Oh My God! Gregg's here?"

"Sorry Aunt Dejah. Um-I got there too late. I arrived at his house and saw the husband and son leaving dressed in black. I followed and they was going to his funeral. Greggory is dead." He confessed as Queen Dejah went to screaming and deafened the men in the room.

12 Years Later

"And now its just me." Queen Dejah stated as she laid her white roses on her husbands grave. She stood up in her nice classy black dress. Damian, her husband head councilmen walked up beside her and stated, "Trevon has started training to make his announcement as the new King."

"My husband will be rolling over in his grave. Trevon is a bastard and not made to be a King. I know you know but I made a play for Queen at the courts. Ofcourse they rejected it....due to the law from wayyy back when saying women cant rule Garlandia." She explained. The two started their walk towards the vehicle and he spoke, "no. They didnt refuse you because of that. They refused because you cant promise a new heir or heiress. You know every king has one final duty after clearing his conscience."