GARAM'S POV:
Garam ran a hand through his hair, as he flipped through the meeting papers. His thoughts were running wild. Barely paying attention to his surroundings.
"The annual joust is coming up, in less than three moons from now. We need at least a thousand royal gold for the preparations." Said one of the many counsellors.
Heather, Heather, Heather!
"My lord, your father left the empire with great debts..." said another.
Who was she to turn him down like that. Ugh? Just a poor village girl. Garam was helpless thinking of her. He barely knew anything about her, but her eyes said it all.
She had felt pain. Someone had hurt her.
But who?
Why did he feel this way about her, she was nothing more than a commoner. She didn't have royal blood running down her veins.
"My lord?" called out a voice.
She wasn't a princess or from a healthy background. But... She was different. Special. She was dangerously beautiful, but didn't even seem to notice.
"My King?" called out again.
Just a mere half-blood. But still proud and confident. Damn, she sure did know how to wield a weapon.
He kept on drifting back to their little talk in the garden. How she nervously laughed for the first time since they'd met and how it sent thrills through him.
How her red hair flickered under the sun, as the breeze blew through her dress, graciously.
"Maybe his thinking for a possible solution." Dorothy said, nervously.
He was snapped back into reality by a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see the confused eyes of Bundont starring at him.
"My King. What do you suggest?"
"Oh, Um... Suggest? Right." Garam replied, sitting up. As he swallowed hard, giving Bundont a questioning look.
Dorothy whispered into his eyes, filling him on quickly what they've been talking about for the last hour and a half.
Garam stood.
"The event isn't until another three moons. We could discuss this later. I am not feeling well." without waiting for a reply he stormed off, not caring what anyone would think.
Damn, his father. Damn, him for dying and putting all the responsibility of the empire on him.
A/N: The next chapter is a full-moon later and I promise it's only going to get hotter from here! Thanks for reading. If you like kindly vote or drop a comment.
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KING GARAM
FantasyA World Of Magic, Sorcery And Mystical Creatures Unknown To Man. Wickedness And Suffering Grows widely, In The Taste And Hunger Of The Throne. The Greed For Power. After The Previous King Was Brutally Murdered. Killing The One Man That Could Hold Th...
