A Spouse for The King

   There was once a kingdom in the middle of the woods. It was apart of a quadrant of kingdoms, but we’re not talking about that, right now.
    This particular kingdom was the kingdom of Spades. It was a dark, but happy kingdom. Many people, who were lost in the maze of trees, were able to live there. But, first, they had to get the approval of the king.
    Ah, now, this is where the story starts. The king of spades was named King Skittles. He was a very kind king. Smart, indeed. But, there was only one problem.

He didn’t have a queen.

    He was never in a rush to marry. What’s the point, anyways? His kingdom didn’t need another ruler! The only reason he “had” to get married was King Nye. King Nye always had a grudge against King Skittles, but no one knows why. It’s said that King Nye was King Skittles’ idol. King Nye must have thought King Skittles was one of those annoying fan girls, or something.
    Anyways, King Nye threatened, that, if King Skittles doesn’t get married, he would bring down the Kingdom of Spades.

“Just because you’re a science geek, like me, doesn’t mean you’re off the hook.”

    What an unusual way to speak. And, ugh, so much sass… Alright, back to the story. So, it was just a regular afternoon. King Skittles sat on his throne, waiting for something to happen. Soon enough… something happened.
    King Skittles heard the grand doors open. He sat up straight and waited for the guards to enter the room. Instead, he saw two guards and a man dressed in unusual clothing.

The first guard spoke up, “We caught this man stealing from the market.”

“Hey! It was a buy 1 get 1 free deal, and I already paid! Plus, I gave that guy a tip!”

Very, unusual…

    King Kendal’s attention focused on the man. Brown hair, brown eyes, slightly balding, and… quite slender.

“What is your name?”

    The man fixed his eyes on the king, “Oh, you must be K-S.”

“Excuse me?”

“Pardon me, King Skittles. It slipped out.”

   King Skittles looked at him, confused. “‘S-Slipped out’? Out of what?!”

The man caught the confused look on King Skittles’s face. His eyes widened, afraid he addressed the wrong person, “W-Well, you are the king, aren’t you?”

“That I am.”

    The man sighed in relief.

King Skittles got up from his throne and grabbed his scepter. He stepped down the small steps, “Again, what is your name?”

“My name is AJ. I’m sorry, your highness, but I am not allowed to release my full name.”

    King Skittles lifted his chin, “I see.” he strode over to AJ and stopped right in front of him. He stared at AJ, for a while, wondering what to do with him. “Don’t put him in the dungeons. Tell the maids to make sure he’s well treated, and give him some food.” The guards released AJ, suddenly, causing him to fall to the ground. The king held out his hand, offering to help him up. AJ took it and hopped to his feet. He dusted himself off and faced the king to see him with a welcoming smile on his face.

“I’ll show you to your room.”