Stella Cadente

Preparations

The next days with that bastard was frustrating. His country is affected with the plague and he's throwing a Party?more less a Ball?! This is outrageous. While Vasilissa hasn't attended a ball since she was 19 years of age. That King had a nerve to throw one despite the given conditions. This is the one she regretted, Agreeing to that rascal. She has to comply to all of his wishes, Making Vasilissa agree to all of his wants.

FLASHBACK

Vasilissa woken up in the right side of the bed this morning. But one word from that rascal made her regret even jumping out of her bed. As She was merrily skipping along the halls of her palace, That bastard smirked and whispered a few words that angered her immediately and she fumed to the library of archives.

"Good Morning, Your Highness" One of the maid servants bowed as she entered her study.

"Not so fine Morning. Could you please summon Elder Elderyn." Vasilissa announced quickly as she removed her coat and sat neatly in the master chair

"Yes, Your Highness" The servant scurried off to find the Elder

While waiting, Vasilissa easily busied herself in paperworks. Finalizing everything before she left for Scottland. Though she doubted that comming with His Majesty would improve the situation.

"Your Highness. I am here as you requested" Elder Elderyn spoke.

"Delightful of you to join me, Elder" Vasilissa smiled slightly as she stood and shook Elderyn's hand.

As they both sat down, Elderyn brought up one of the Council's most battled motion. Her Departure

"What would become Kent when you depart, Your Highness?" Elderyn voived out

"Then, I entrust my leadership to you, Grand Elder Elderyn." Vasilissa immiediately complied.

"My, Your Highness. This is such a great honor. Becoming Kent's Grand Elder. I could never repay this debt of honor towards you" Elderyn bowed deeply.

"That is an honor, My parents wished to bestow upon you a long time ago." Vasilissa smiled

"May I be bold, Your Highness. I am one of the Council Elders whom object to your leaving." Elderyn sighed and continued " I still suggest this mission is not safe. You are the last reigning monarch of Kent."

Vasilissa sighed as she stood up, sliding both of her hands to her crossed arms. Looking at the window and back to Elderyn.

"And therfore. I trust you with Kent. Grand Elder. Must something happend to me. Gods forbid. You may rule over it." She stated.

Elderyn locked eyes with her highness. Sighing, "May the Gods bid you well in this journey."

Vasilissa noded. "May the Gods bid you good tidings. Elder Elderyn."

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Meanwhile, In the other side of the palace....

"Your Majesty. The plague. It's rampant in Scottland already."

"What?! That's impossible." Harold half-yelled. "Where the hell is General Gree?!"

"He's suffering the plague as we speak. Most of the cadets are suffering the same fate as him."

"Curses! How am I suppose to be aided if my aids are ill!"

"There are very few cadets whom are not ill, Your Majesty. Some of them are brigade cadets and on their way back to Scottland."

"Do they have knowledge about the plague in Scottland?"

"No, Your Majesty."

Harold sighed. He had to remain calm. A real monarch knows to keep sane in a time of pressure. He knew he had to return

"Send my last remaining messengers to those brigade cadets."

"What would the message contain, Your Majesty?"

"Let them report to Kent this instant. "

"Would Her Higness Queen Vasilissa approve of housing our cadets?"

"I would speak to her of this. For now. We must secure these cadets."

His most trusted confiadante left the room. In his mission entrusted by the King.

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Hey guys! SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SO LONG!

This chapter is for Anika, @raleigh_hazz. Thanks for waiting guys! Therefore as a Christmas gift to all of you. I am lifting the Hold on Stella Cadente! Merry Christmas guys!