Thē Fåll [ON HOLD]

Chapter 2

Karl POV (just for a bit)

I honestly felt bad for The Prince. He was always such a bright kid but after the death of his Father and the disappearance of their older brother, the former Crowned Prince, who had passed on the stress to him. Quackity was only 18...

And if you ask me...

That's just too young for my liking.

A Crowned Prince only earned a title on their Dhalasho Dahab Ah (A Golden Birthday in Somali Google Translate). Quackity wasn't supposed to be Crowned Prince until they were 28...

Now I understand why Eret left. It wasn't just that she was under stress. It was because they never got a childhood. Their father had tried to hold off on the coronation for the Nine Year Old. However, the council was persistent. At first, George had been appointed due to being the firstborn (George was born on November 1st right?) but his father had also held off on that due to not wanting a Three Year Old to run the Kingdom of Pandora. And then fucking Matilda came along and the King fell for that idiot.

I sometimes wonder if she started the fire...

Quackity POV

I quietly opened the doors cause of course my poor dear Mother had very sensitive ears (even though she yelled all the time). I quietly approached the throne and bowed my head. Just as she had wished for everyone when they came into the throne room. Family or not. "Quackity. You're late." My Mother seethed. I winced lightly. "Mother with all due respect you told him to come at the last moment whilst they were setting up decorations for the ceremony." "Shut your mouth Hannah! I wasn't talking to you." My Mother practically yelled at my elder sister. She winced slightly. Hannah was some sort of moth hybrid so she had very sensitive hearing. "Did you need something Mother?" My mother turned back to look at me. "Well, you can start by banning that guard over there from Pandora. He's been such a bother lately." My Mother said pointing to a guard over to the left of the throne. My eyes widened slightly. It was Deo. Eret's favorite guard...

"Mother with all due respect I will not be doing that. Deo has been here longer than any of us have!" I said outraged. My Mother smiled cruelly. "Well, it's either him, or

you become a fallen angel."