“Isn’t it just wonderful how our Aria is getting along well with the prince, my love?” Queen Sylvia asked as she twirled into the throne room where she knew her husband had been.
After she had seen the two come inside together looking happy, Queen Sylvia was in the greatest mood.
The king smiled. “Indeed, my dear. Prince Zadkiel is not what I imagined he would’ve been, but I am pleased that he far surpassed my expectations.”
“Oh, and the way he looks at her! I am ecstatic that our decision to match them since they were young did not backfire. It is why we didn’t do the same with our younger daughters. But now I’m thinking we should’ve, after seeing how perfectly Aria and the prince turned out.”
King Andreas chuckled. Just like his youngest daughter, his wife had always been such a romantic.
“Perhaps. But I was even more shocked to see Tina taking a liking to Joshua,” he said with a hidden simper.
“Yes of course! The royal guard.” Sylvia sighed in content. “I never thought I would’ve seen the day.”
“Does it not bother you that he isn’t from a royal family? Our Tina would- “
“Oh hush, Andreas.” Sylvia cut him off quickly with a dismissive wave. “Did you forget how we fell in love? Let the kids love who they want to love. As long as it is in its purest form, it doesn’t matter to me where the groom is from.”
Andreas’ smile became evident at this. He wasn't opposed to Tina and Joshua, he just wanted to see where his wife’s mind stood. It was safe to say that King Andreas was pleased. What should’ve been having one of his daughters getting married, could easily turn into two.
But as always, he didn’t want to meddle too much. He simply let destiny and fate do its work.
“Well, I must go. The girls are waiting for me so that we can leave for the charity event. Duke Edward of Basonic looks forward to our support annually. I am pleased it is being held here in Oryn this year. I was not looking forward to a ship trip to Basonic at all.”
“Be safe, my love. And give the duke my greetings,” Andreas said as he stood to give her a hug.
“I most definitely will. I must go before the princesses start making a fuss. Especially Aria since she wants to get home as soon as possible to her prince.”
The two shared a knowing smirk. They had always been partners in crime. They made the perfect team.
As Queen Sylvia turned to leave, the door swung open, revealing the royal messenger.
“Your Majesties.” Phillip, the messenger, bowed respectfully to the two before speaking again. “There is a woman here to see you. She insists that it is an emergency and she urgently needs to see you.”
Sylvia grew worried at the urgency and took a seat beside her husband. “Send her in,” she instructed without a second thought. Queen Sylvia was always a maternal being by heart, but not only for her children but for her kingdom too.
A tall, slender woman who looked oddly familiar stepped through with worry all over her face. She wore a simple dress with no petticoat, and her hair fell in luxurious waves over her shoulders and back. Her lips were pulled in a thin line and her forehead was pulled together in worry as she bowed to her leaders.
“Your Majesties,” she mumbled before rising to her full height again.
“What might be the problem, my dear?” Sylvia asked.

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30 Days As A Substitute Prince
Ficção HistóricaPrince Zadkiel had been locked away all his life and had never been seen since the day he was born. That is, until he was whisked away to be wedded to his promised Princess Aria of Oryn. With the once-in-a-lifetime chance to experience life and fre...