Ruler.

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Song for this chapter :

Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Lorde

Adelaide Kane is to play Camille

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"Your Highness, I suggest if you want to keep everything peaceful, you take your hands off the affairs of the Prime-Minister. He knows how to handle things like these." A man spoke.

"I disagree, King Damien is not only knowledgable in politics but he knows how to handle Russia's President." another man countered.

"You only say that because she's a woman !" the first man argued.

"And so what? Don't tell me you're a feminist too."

"you can't blame me Peter, He For She!"

"Oh for the sake of Great Briton !" Peter groaned at the first man as they went back and forth with their pointless arguments.

King Damien looked at the two Ministers who sat before him. He had no idea why the Prime Minister had appointed them on his cabinet.

Damien found it hard to comprehend their stupidity as they battled over useless matters like who was a better politician, he or the Prime Minister - James Morgan. In his opinion, he did a better job like showing up early for the meeting he had called, to decide the fate of his country and it's affiliates.

Damien looked round the conference room he was in again, with a large glass window that over looked the famous Big Ben.

'Twelve Twenty-Two' was what it read and he wondered why James Morgan was late - by about exactly twenty two minutes - to a meeting that not only discussed world hunger, British troops in Iraq and the upcoming G20 summit, but also how on earth the two fools in front of him were made ministers of the British Parliamentary System.

"Your Highness. Gentlemen." Greeted James as he was escorted in by a few people - the men who decided the fate of the United Kingdom - to be exact. The secret committee.

"You're late." Damien stated point blankly as he got down to looking at the Tab with the meetings details, which one of the men handed over to him. His relationship with James wasn't so, friendly.

James didn't like Damien for the fact that in the history of British Parliamentary, a Monarch was interfering with the political activities of Government, something that went against their constitution. Unfortunately, not much could be done about it, as this was King Damien they were talking about. The man ate other men to satisfy his hunger.

On the other hand, Damien didn't like James because, well he was James Morgan, the preppy rich kid from Cambridge.

"I do offer my sincerest apologies sir, as I was attending to some urgent matters that had to do with this meeting." James said in a mockingly polite tone as he took his seat along with his associates.

"In fact, " he continued, " Your sister, Princess Camille has decided to join us for today's meeting."

Damien pretended he hadn't heard the last part as he kept scrolling through the documents on the Tablet.

He couldn't care less if a Royal decided to join in the meeting let alone his little sister. There wasn't much she knew about politics anyways.

"We were just discussing on signing the nuclear agreement with Russia." Damien stated as he finally looked up to see the other people, including his sister, looking very out of place in her chair.

"But King Damien, the cabinet already passed the bill not to sign that deal, it'd be unconstitutional to do that." James protested in the coolest manner, he could possibly find.

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