His Majesty, The Quack

Chapter 1

"Did you hear..."

"His majesty got into trouble again, I heard he..."

"The servants in his majesty's palace were taken to..."

A familiar sound in the imperial ballroom.

The whispers of noblemen and women shocked by the prince's latest mischief. They giggled as they retold old rumours that were so outrageous in their details that it would be stupid to believe in them.

The prince had beheaded a thousand flowers of the palace.

There weren't even a thousand concubines to begin with! The actual figure was closer to 100 beheaded flowers, probably?

The prince had gravely injured his servants for serving him food below his level. But I heard it was actually foie gras that they served him! Foie gras! A delicacy made with the richest ingredients. The servants were hospitalised with a fever from the trauma of the torture.

The prince was crazy, a psycho, a quack! He was unfit for his position and cursed by the Gods. That rumour, that one, was probably correct.

On the opposite side of the hall a completely different atmosphere was created by the people's whispers.

"God, did you see the dress the blessed one wore? I almost fainted..." The woman paused to take a deep breath.

"... At how perfect she looked!" All three of them sounded in unison.

"Right, right? Oh god, you have blessed this old woman by allowing me to see such a perfect sight." The first one sighed.

"Ahh~ her beautiful white hair seems to shimmer silver under this light! I feel as though I would be able to leave in peace if I were to die tonight." The second one cried out.

"Her golden eyes far outshone any of the gold ornaments in this palace." The third one chimed in.

"You women only care about her looks, what about her impeccable manners! Look at how she gracefully greets us dirty peasants with a smile on her face. She is, she can only be described as-"

"A fairy! A saintess! A pure and holy being!" Some men joined in on the conversation as they all began to gush over the woman who had just entered the ballroom.

"Not just her manners but her posture, her way of walking everything about her is absolutely impeccable."

"My lady would you do me the honour- kyaa~" The nobleman who had outstretched his hand to me pulled me out of my thoughts. When he finally decided to make eye contact he let out a girlish squeal.

I felt my smile strain slightly as he pulled his hand back and his face reddened.

"No, hya, I made a mistake. Slap" He slapped himself hard while shaking his head. "My lady forgive me, I don't deserve to breath in the air you exhaled, ha." His breaths quickened and then he inhaled loudly before running in the opposite direction. Running straight into a group of men and women with similarly weird behaviours.

I clenched my hand around the fan as I grabbed a glass from a passing waiter. The waiter froze in place and seemed shocked that I had taken a drink from him. Suddenly he was swamped by noblemen and women who were aiming for any remaining glasses.

Just as the glass approached my lips it was ripped out of my hands.

"Brother." I looked up at the man who had stolen my drink with annoyance.

"Laila, I'm sure I told you before we arrived that you are not allowed to drink." He quickly tipped back the glass not giving me a chance to take it back.

"..." I stared at him, bewildered. "Ha, okay. Would you like to dance with me then?" I proposed, seeing as no one else would be willing or able.

"I thought you'd never ask." He shot me a grin as he handed the glass to a nobleman who had been waiting patiently beside him.

"A treasure that will surely be..." I could barely hear what the man mumbled to himself as he looked at the glass in wonder.

A/N:

🎉🎉Introducing a new story 🎉🎉 I hope I can do this idea justice <inshallah> honestly I think it'll be fun to write, just cause there will be limited common sense lmaoo if you've read my other books and enjoyed the characters there'll just be more stupid characters look forward to it I guess💀💀