| Chapter IX |

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She stood tall at about 5 feet few, her dark cocoa eyes lidded with a strong aura of unbreakable confidence. Her skin was as pale as fresh sugar, giving her long, skin-tight, pine dress a beautiful color contrast. Her brown hair was held in a neat bun, accompanied by a few ochre jewels holding her bun uptight and handing it around her neck. With each step she took, a small clack would sound on the cold, wood floor. Envy can only assume she was wearing heels, after all, her dress was so long that the end drug behind her, possibly catching dust and grime that may have been resting on the wood surface.

Unlike his assumed spouse, the King stood about 6 feet with skin rough and tan, similar to the sand that rests on beaches. His eyes were dull and bored, and his face carved out and expression of uninterest. He had a small beard, seemingly recently cut. No other facial hair accompanied it, besides the rough, bushy eyebrows. He had a button-up white shirt, partly covered by his black corset. his pants were a simple black, as well has his pointed shoes. Envy almost failed to notice his hair, which was about to the middle of his neck, curls showing his small gold earring, hung by his small ears.

A very attractive couple they were, Envy thought. Though...Envy really couldn't help but notice that the Queen doesn't look very much like her mother. Maybe it was just awkward genes, but there wasn't a single mark or area on her body or face that looked anything similar to the princesses. Before Envy could think more about the subject, the two royals were already in front of her.

"We would like to speak to the King and Queen." The large man said, the power in his voice rumbling in the back of his throat. Ash quickly steps in front of Envy, "Right this away, Your majesty." He affirmed, quickly stepping over the Fourth Knight and opening the throne doors, Envy hurriedly following and heaving the heavy door open for the pair. They calmly stepped inside, unlinking their previously entwined arms.

When the knights closed the Throne room doors, Envy notices how unnervingly calm their rulers seemed. The Queen had her legs crossed, shuffling cards with a dazed look in her eyes. Watching as her dark fingers flipped through the cards ever so smoothly, she noticed how her nails were painted the same deep, brooding red as her sharp eyes, unfocused and deep in thought.

Her wife, however, wasn't even sitting on the throne. She stood with her hands folded behind her back, slouching against the wall and looking out the window, watching as colorful birds flew through the air with a neutral expression. Creeped out, Envy looked at Ash for some kind of explanation, only to see that Ash was also put off. The pair didn't even raise their heads at the entrance of the four until Ash announced himself.

"Your Elegance, the guests are here," Ash announces, taking a knee, Envy following shortly. The King looks over, not moving anything but her eyes, and the Queen doesn't acknowledge them at all.

Envy purses her lips. This is only getting weirder.

"King and Queen of Vianna. It is an honor to have you as a guest in our home."  Kairi greets, finally. The unpigmented-haired woman drops her gaze to the Knights. If Envy wasn't paying attention, she would've missed it, but a small, soft grin was flashed onto the king's face before asking, "Dearest Knights. May you please escort the King to the Dining Hall? I will be meeting him there."

Envy looked to Ash, panicked.

"What do I do?!" Her eyes read. Ash shifted his eyes backward, motioning to the door. Envy shifted uncomfortably, turning back to the King with a gentle bow of the head. "Yes, Your ma-majesty." Envy stumbled. Turning to the King of Vianna. and stiffly walking out the door. Ash turns his gaze to the Queen and stands beside her throne as the Kairi walks out with the other two.

"Knight Qwen." Makai barked. Ash didn't even know she was there! "Fetch us a table and chairs, love." The Queen demands shortly, the nickname somehow intimidating. The Knight quickly nods and speed walks out the room, returning with a table and two stacked chairs that came...where did she even get those from?

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