The Moralé's Fortune

Episode 3: Murderer

Chapter 1:The council meeting

"Presenting Monisha Van del Moralé, heir of the Moralé's family" a harem stood by the door as he announced Monisha's presence. The King stepped in with Monisha.

The room was decorated in white and magenta drapes, the Kingdom seal was woven on the curtains and furniture. There was a huge round table at the center of the room. It had well furnished chairs round it. The ministers were all seated in the table awaiting Monisha's presence.

  Two seats were empty in the table. They looked more distinguished from others.

Monisha had a cold gaze on the ministers sitted, she knew each and every one of them. A hand full were competent and reliable, the rest were no more than greedy pigs.

"Took you long enough to arrive" Jasper scoffed angrily, among all ministers he had a grim and distasteful look towards Monisha.

Monisha ignored his comment and took her seat right beside the king. "We may begin". Sirius stretched out his hands and the meeting began. All ministers laid down their evaluations over the years and the issue that need attention.

Monisha stared at the papers in front of her, most were complaints that involved money, Her money. "Minister Gabriel, I'm afraid your digits doesn't rhyme with the number of expenditures" her eyes trailed across the table to the bald man who sat in front of her. He looked fragile like glass, yet the extent of the greed in his brown eyes knew no bounds.

"W-well as you can see, the ports aren't being as reproductive as before" he studdered.

"Ehhh" Monisha hummed. "You must take me for a kid". Her gaze darkened and the room fell silent. "Embezzlement!!" She gently turned to look at Sirius. "Didn't I send a letter to dethrone these pigs?"

The ministers all had red faces, they were both angry and embarrassed by the fact a girl as young looking as Monisha was openly insulting them. "There's nothing wrong with the papers" Jasper was first to retort.

"Jassperrr!" A dark grin appeared on Monisha's face. She turned to the fat pig who once ran around in diapers. "You really are something"

"Your papers are beyond faulty, it's littered with vague digits. I hardly ever see improvement on your parts of cerdonia but I notice the hundreds of pounds you gain every day" Jasper's eyes spelled rage. "You all must really enjoy feeding off my wealth"

Her statement left them choking on any word that they had to spill." This isn't our fault though, the money given isn't enough" Jasper boldly defended his deeds.

"You don't say?" Monisha hummed in amusement.

"Your company gains double the amount of the country's revenue every year, yet we're given five percent of your profit to deal with the expense of the kingdom" he continued. "You end up with ninety five percent of the revenue"

Monisha was silent for a while, she closed her eyes and stared at the ceiling. "Do you idiots ever think of the reason why you don't have fangs in your nape sucking you dry" Albert shook hid head tiredly.

"Do you have the slightest idea why you embezzling pigs receive yearly supply of essential food?" Monisha stretched out her limbs and opened her eyes. The room was dead silent. Most ministers looked ashamed, but Jasper looked more enraged.

"That doesn't change the fact that you have all those money to yourself" he growled.

"I established that industry before your father was born Jasper " Monisha's voice thundered. The room grew dim the lights blew out. "How dare you question me and how I spend my money?"