Queen Kemp

God Save The Queen

Hello readers. Basically in this story everything is very unrealistic, inaccurate and childish. I've given most of the characters all very different personalities and made Kier a bit of a mean queen. Just so you know

Kier was sitting on his glittery golden throne drapped in expensive cloths and furs. He fixed his crown for about the thousandth time on his perfectly combed hair before continuing to sit very still, soaking up all his lavished wealth, being fabulous.

The big brass doors burst open. Butler no1 came rushing in (Queen Kier had no time to remember names) and said; "Your Majesty! The Duke wishes to see you" and then bowed very low, almost touching his toes. His polished black boots were so shiny they were as good as most mirrors.

"It's urgent" he added.

"Bring him in" commanded the Queen, airily tossing his head to the side.

"Right away Your Majesty" and off he ran, galloping at full speed across the marble floor. He had learnt fine well Queen Kier never liked being late and had developed an athlete's figure by running about the place making sure he was never late.

Kier sighed deeply. He wasn't in the mood for seeing Prince Shane the Duke of Timidland. He probably was hear just to blabber on about some peasant he was dating. That low living cominer. Bah! What was his name? Drew something it was. Drew Middleton? Middlenough? Woolnough? Who knows?
Kier thought it was a ridiculous name anyway.

"Mother?" he heard a familiar voice say at the door. Kier turned round and smiled. Boy was his young prince growing up fast!

"Ah Shane! Come in" Kier beckoned Shane towards him and he obligingly came forward, wearing a very smart and well ironed uniform.

Shane took a deep breath then began. "I came to tell you about-"

"-I've heard too much about Miss Drew Mytruelove" said the fed up Queen Kier.

"Oh it's not about him, though we are getting very close..." he stopped when he saw Kier give him a look. "It's about the Cardinal. He's being a bit of a dick"

"Oh I've had it with him" huffed Kier. "What's he done this time?"

"He eh tried to get"

"Off with his head!!" Kier announced.

"Excuse me?"

"It's time to teach him a lesson and rid of our problems. Since I can do what I want I cam easily deal with twats like him. It's my duty and I'm required to make this nation a better place" Kier patted his crown.

Shane stood there in stunned silence.

Kier brushed the tiniest speck of dust imaginable off his shoulder, waiting for Shane to respond.

"Very well Mother" Shane said quietly. "I'll let him know"

"Thank you dear. Now what was it we were going to do this afternoon?" Kier tilted his head at his son.

"We were going to walk the corg- I mean Hendrix" Shane smiled.

"Oh that cute dog of yours. I'm looking forward to that"

"And I can tell you all about Dre-"

"-On second thoughts snapchatting the Pope seems like a nice alternative"

*****

"Thank you"

"Its an honour Your Majesty"

They bow, You shake hand

"Thank you"

"You look splendid in that Your Majesty"

They bow, You shake hand

"Thank You"

"God bless you Your Majesty"

They bow, You shake hand

"Thank You"

"I've waited my whole life for this"

They bow, You shake hand

"Thank You"

"How's your day been Your Majesty"

They bow, You shake hand

"Thank You"

You never could go wrong. This way you got into a nice rhythm and never upset anyone. Once Kier slowly worked his way down the line he then smiled fakely but sweetly and stood on the platform. He then gave his little wave to the thousands of people infront whilst secretly wishing he could get someone else to wave for him.

Then everyone began singing the anthem.

"All for me" Kier muttered happily, taking it all in.

"SEND HER VICTORIES!! HAPPY AND GLORIOUS!!" all the lovely people sung, their voices intertwining with each other's to make an overpowering sound which could knock you off your feet.

Then he got into his gleaming black car and was driven back to his humble home of 300 plus rooms, being escorted by about 1000 police. Then later on his cooks might make him a quick lunch of a banquet with a side of caviar and then he'd bathe in the swimming pool afterwards than at night cuddle up with his hubby Prince Laurence in a bed make for 10 people and dream sweet queen dreams.

Kier chuckled to himself as they were driving back. "Aaaagh! This is the life!"