Prince Michael raced to get dressed this morning. Something had sparked inside of him this morning. He took a hot bath and quickly dressed himself in his favorite red dressware. He rushed down the hall and met Lucy at the kitchen doors.
Lucy: Oh mercy me! Pardon me Prince Michael, why are you up before sunrise?
Michael: I cannot understand why either. May I join you for breakfast?
She looked at him for a while and then smiled.
Lucy: But of course. You are the future King. Your orders are my commands.
Michael: And do tell me, when shall Grace be approaching the doors of the kitchen?
She was shocked and then grinned.
Lucy: When the sun touches the roof of the world, she rises. Prince Michael, and might I ask what brings your attention to Grace?
She began to start on breakfast and Prince Michael took a seat.
Michael: Lucy, I have discovered love.. That I do love.
Lucy: Love Grace?
Michael: Perhaps.. I do not know.. I wish not to steal my brother's heart.
Lucy: Grace opened your eyes, has she?
Michael: Very much. Her love for me, explained and now my heart is fixed.
Lucy: Fixed on whom?
Michael: Her.. Princess Lisa? Perhaps. Grace? A great deal of a mental battle.
Lucy: When around her, your heart reacts how?
Michael: Whom?
Lucy: Grace.
Michael: I feel a heart attack at times when alone with her and close. When others surround us, I seem uninterested in her but she is my focus.
Lucy put their omelets on a plate and prepared drinks for the both of them, then served them both.
Lucy: And the Princess Lisa of Norway?
Michael: I seem open and brighter when in her presence. I feel good and happy when around her.
Lucy: She loves you back?
Michael: No.. I do not believe so. Her smile is dim and never makes an appearance. He eyes never spare time for mine and they never sparkle. Her beauty is clear, but her heart belongs not to me.
Lucy: I see..
Grace arrived and rubbed her eyes.
Grace: Morning Lucy.. Good God!
She stopped herself once she saw Prince Michael. She had her hand on her heart and was breathing fast. Lucy cleaned up her mess and started on Grace's plate. Making her an omelet with bacon and fresh milk.
Michael: Morning thy Graceful servant.
He smiled. Grace crossed her arms.
Grace: If that were to compliment me, you fail terribly.
Michael: I give you the apologies of a future King.
Grace: And the acception of a servant.. Sadly.. Your servant.
It was silent for a while and Lucy placed Grace's plate in front of her.
Lucy: I shall begin my chores. Enjoy the dawn of a new day.
She left and then Grace looked to the side.
Grace: What ever did you mean yesterday?
Michael: I said many things that day, enlighten me.
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Bloody Death
FanfictionThe thunder boomed all throughout the palace as he walked through the halls with his candelabra in hand, searching for his love. Michael: Grace, where are you? He approached a blood red door that was bolted shut and highlighted by the lightning's re...
