Reign

17. Crystal Clear

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These chapter is long and for the first time you will see almost all the heroes together. This will happen again at the end, and I don't really know if it's successful.

Before you read, please check the multimedia. I will post a picture with Roselyn's dress. It's marvellous, so search the comments to find the link. On your left, there will be a song from Florence and the Machine that's really suitable. And ladies, there will be a photo with the King. Do you like him?

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                                   17. Crystal Clear

"Holy water cannot help you now 
A thousand armies couldn't keep me out 
I don't want your money 
I don't want your crown 
See I've come to burn 
your kingdom down"

"Seven Devils" by Florence and the Machine

  “How’s Rose?” Philip asked out of the blue his royal best friend, who was standing in front of the huge window of his office with his hands in his pockets deep in thought.

“Sharp. Razor sharp," the King commended, and he seemed unwilling to discuss the subject further.

“Everyone is talking about her change. I saw her in the news. Man! She’s a bombshell! So gorgeous and sparkling and…”

Alexander turned his head towards him spontaneously, and gave the dark haired-man a warning and austere look.

“Have you two talked since her arrival?”

“Not exactly. She simply sent me all the gifts I’ve made to her with a maiden. Plus the engagement ring.”

“Ouch!”

The King moved from the window to his chair. He opened his laptop and immediately turned the screen towards his friend. An image of the queen, looking so confident in a short beige dress .  

“Philip, I swear she’s up to no good. All the progress that hasn’t been done in the three hundred years of the state’s existence, has been made during the ten days she’s here. She has that team of nerds and they are working day and night. She does whatever she wants and nobody can control her.”

Philip’s eyes dark like olives, wandered playfully on the King’s worried and agitated face. He smirked a little bit, but then, he frowned and fell in the state of flaccidness, like the whole summer.

“Can you ask her where Jade is?” he finally revealed the true purpose of his visit and Alexander gave him a don’t-be- ridiculous look. 

“At least tell Hudson to ask,” Philip insisted.

 “You’re acting like a love stricken adolescent all summer, do you know that? Besides, you text her and she replies, so you are in a good way.”

It was true that the whole summer the two ex- lovers weren’t completely idle. They were exchanging text messages now and then, but only on the surface. Jade was replying coldly, and that lead Philip to a state of depression.

“Our communication is not substantial. I ask her how she is, and she replies that she’s good. That’s all.”

Alexander pouted as he couldn’t understand why his friend was so stuck with that woman. He was never fond of that American girl, and he was suspecting that she had persuaded Roselyn to go away from him.