The King walked up the short row of creaking steps and was shown onto the wooden stage. The Queen joined him, promising to always be at his side. She slipped her hand into his, tenderly, and looked down at the rows of faces. This was no different to usual: people were always crowding around her.
Her husband cleared his throat: "Ahem. Today, I speak to you not as your superior but as your equal. Recently, I made a mistake. I made the mistake right here. Just a walk across the courtyard. The mistake wasn't coming here but the reason behind it. I came here because of my son. At least, I thought so. But I came for me. I was being selfish. I didn't have my priorities straight. I should have sorted them out and I am sorry for that. Please forgive me."
The Queen took this brief moment of silence to speak over her husband. He was nervous. She could almost feel him trembling beneath his splendorous robes. She spoke up, lifting her head in a proud manner: "Our son was born with a birth defect. This is not our son." She pointed to the baby held in her advisor's arms. "Our son is in Rosa's arms," Queen Caroline hadn't seen her son up until that moment and stopped for a while. Her little boy had grown!
The King took this moment to butt in: "We swapped our son because we thought it was wrong to be different. To look different. To have different needs. So we came here to swap him for one of yours. A perfect child for a perfect royal family. But we don't need perfection."
"We need love," The Queen murmured. A tear slipped down her rosy cheek.
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The Royal Baby (Children's Book) ✔️
General Fiction'If a child (born of royal blood) is born deformed - even with a single mark wrong - then it must be exchanged for another by law' These are words The Queen must hear when she has birthed their first child. Should she and her husband swap children o...
