Royal vs Dragon

Chapter 14

Devon:

I sat down to eat breakfast this morning, still a little put out from the earlier fight with Darren, and I was in no mood for my sister Lila's behavior this morning.  She behaves like this almost every day at at least one meal of the day.

Rosie and Penelope were trying to show me some more of their embroidery accomplishments once again.  I praised them and Lila criticized them.  I got up and left the table shortly afterwards.  If I stayed any longer, I would've lost my temper and I didn't want that to happen again.  I didn't want to make my younger sisters cry.  Ian was surprisingly at the table for breakfast today.  His face was red and he was sweating, though.  He didn't look well.  I felt sorry for my brother.

I bowed my head and left.  I went to the meeting room and went over what I wanted the committee to do.  We split up and got to work.  The contest was only two days away after all.

I decided to go and find out what everyone had accomplished already.  I went from group to group asking what they have done and I was pleased with each of their answers.  The group who designed the objects for the contest was almost finished with their design, and that meant that the people who were going to create them would be able to do that soon.  In fact, the group who designed the objects have already finished creating a blueprint for one of the objects and the twins were able to start building it.  There was still a design or two left for them to build after this, though.  I was pleased by all the progress we'd made.  I smiled at this.  I was so happy.

I went to thinking about where we would set up everything and how we would choose the order of people participating in the contest.

"There will have to be a lot of room, and I would prefer to have the different sections in different areas," I muttered to myself, deep in thought.  I was pacing with my thumb and pointer finger under my chin in the way of letting someone know that you are thinking.

One of the twin girls turned her head towards me-not sure which one-and walked towards me noticing my behavior.

"Hi," she said.

I stopped and looked at her.  "Forgive me, but who are you again?"

She just smiled like it was no big deal.  I'm betting it wasn't if she was acting like that.  I could be wrong though.

She spread her arms out and replied in a louder voice than needed, "Why, Sally of course.  Why couldn't you tell?"  She spoke softer, "I guess it's no surprise, though.  It happens a lot.  Even our mother can't tell us apart sometimes.  I'm used to it, though. So, what's up?"  She squeaked at the end of the last word. 

"Nothing much, just trying to figure out some important things for the contest," I told her.  I brought my hand back down.

She studied me like a puzzle she was trying to solve.  "Like what?" Sally asked.

"Like where to place the stations, and how we should figure out the order of the people who'll participate in the contest," I divulged in her.

She nodded her head at me, seeming like she accepted my answer.  "Well, see ya!" She called over her shoulder to me, and left to return with her group.  I heard her sister, Sarah, ask where she'd been, and Sally's reply was that she was talking with me.

The meeting closed shortly after that.

I left with the rest of the committee members, me leading first since I was the prince, and I headed to meet my father, who I assumed was in the throne room doing some sort of royal business.  I had to converse with him about the different stations and where they would be set up, as well as figuring out the order for who will go first to last for the contest.