Cost of the Crown (UNREVISED VERSION)

Chartreuse

"My king, a letter has come from the east." A general walked towards the throne holding a white envelope with a purple seal on it. Rarely did they receive such envelopes so it must be something important.

"Brother, another one?" the princess asked as she sat beside her brother.

"It seems so... I wonder how Hans is doing..." He opened the envelope as his sister put her face close to his arm as they read the content.

In the letter, it said:

Dearest brother of mine,

I finally am going to take the Oriental throne. Our kingdom will be great and I care not if you give me back Madara.

Which reminds me, the king of the Orient is dead, but I suspect that my eyes deceived me eight years ago.

You are hiding Princess Venice, aren't you?

I mean no hostility,

Queen Sandra Cassiopeia

Her sister was finally piecing everything together and he was surprised to an extent. He thought that it would only take her two or three years to finally realize what they did. Maybe he did overestimate her sister.

"So our greedy sister is at it again?" Sarah sighed as she fixed her gown.

"She's queen? I want her to be dethroned." Eric clicked his tongue.

"Huh? My brother is interested in making our dear sister fall? That's new."

"She's not a queen. She's a tyrant."

"Not to mention, cynical to boot."

Eric sighed then he stood up from his throne, his sister watched her leave then she asked, "Hey, where you going?"

"Today, we attack the orient." Eric furrowed his eyebrows as his cape followed him.

"He's one unpredictable man... You don't know if he has wings as pure as light, or horns as pointy as the guillotine." Sarah sighed as she continued sitting on her throne.

"Maybe he has both..." The general said.

"Maybe... He's a good man and an impatient one." She continued, "You are dismissed."

The general bowed before leaving. Sarah was left all alone on the throne with tons of work to do since her brother left her for war. "You even left me with a lot of things to do..."

Eric was writing on his study. A letter for his dear friend to tell him to be careful for he'll start a war. He estimates the letter to arrive five months later, the start of a new year. The time he'll strike, the same day they lost their precious princess.

"It's time for their queen to wake up from her little dream." Eric mumbled. He closed the envelope without sealing it. He wrote on the back: Your brother.

As the time passed, he was training while his sister worked her butt off being both the king, the queen and the ace.

"Annoying. I hate wars, the queen always does the work and the council has no say in it." Sarah complained as she wrote on the scroll.

As for the lost princess of the east, she's in the infirmary, in her peaceful slumber.

"Oh how do I help you?" Ms Belle said with her worried tone.