Foreign Eyes (Temporarily Discontinued)

III

The next morning I woke up to the feeling of a cooling breeze in the air, a nice chill that felt impossible for a warm summer. The sun had just barely risen over the horizon flooding my room in saturated hues of reds, oranges, pigmented yellows, and a breath taking pink and lavender. It was more aesthetic than the night sky in many ways. My men would be awake at around this time as well. The sun barely showing off it's warming rays and brilliant light. It was almost as if after all this time, I hadn't just trained my men to be like me but also the world had trained me to wake at specific times. The barely there sun filled my room with enough light to awaken my biological clock. Now that I was awake, it was futile to try and fall back asleep. I always went to bed late and woke up early like this, and today would be no different.

One of my favorite things to do was watch the sun fill the sky with brilliant vibrant saturated colors. I enjoyed watching the light chase away all the shadows in the street and hear the city wake up to the warmth of the summer sun. The exciting buzz of a new day. Deep down I knew today was not the day to be lazy, the Huns are coming to look at my men and my army. Despite my hesitation I was nervous that they would find our army and navy a joke. Clearly the prince was secretly gifted with a sword.

Heading with my mind full of concern and confusion, towards the hall for breakfast. I was genuinely surprised that the only one awake was the older hun men such as Attila, Arpad, and the uncle. However the princess was there in a similar styled in a golden threaded dress that showed off her breasts and her muscular chest. It was clear that they wanted to show her off and make a good impression upon everyone here, but also I could see that she did not enjoy being paraded around like a crown jewel. Despite the beautifully crafted golden dress that showed her every desirable inch of her body, she wasn't enthused. The same silver crown upon her head that made her long slender body look more regal and royal. My father must have invited them to dine with us for breakfast as the rest of her family was there, besides her brother. Sleeping beauty huh? Cersei was not to be ready for a few more hours. They looked exhausted, maybe they didn't hold their alcohol well.

"Sir Jamie, Princess Holdvilag will accompany you to see our great army and navy today. It looks as though the King and his family have all been targeted." My father states as gently as he could put it. They were truly targeted with poison. Who on earth would try to eradicate the Hun Leadership, they were truly just a speck on the hierarchy latter. They will do anything for anyone as long as they get something they want in return. At the end of the day all royals are the same as all nobles. The questions of a deal are always the following. What do you have that we want? What do I get in return?

"I would be honored by your highness." I tell her with as gentle of a smile as I could muster. She was awfully old to not be married. Most women were married by fourteen if they are desirable, and looking at her there was nothing a man could ever complain about. Wearing tasteful and classy golden dress with golden flower appliques, embroidery, and delicately made flowers that flattered her every curve. Her breasts didn't bubble over or hang out like other nobles her age would be dressed in, this dress was not gaudy. Her hair was confidently pulled back into a flattering bun that was braided neatly and made her crown the true center piece of her figure. She wore a necklace that looked worse for wear but was beautiful crafted in silver and matched her crown. The same stones and nature inspired design. "I am unsure if the Princess would know what a great army would look like." I respond to my father and she gave me a look that doesn't seem like anyone else caught but myself and my brother.

"I would trust none other than the princess with this task." The Hun king scoffs at me. My father gave me a displeased look at speaking up against the princess and a direct order of his.

"I meant no disrespect."

"He meant no harm by his words." she tells her father and he looks displeased at hearing her words. His eyes narrowed but he nodded his head slowly. "We have two very different cultures, do not be so quick to take offense." she reminds him. Her grandfather suppressed a smile.