Agnarr's POV
I blinked my eyes twice then I sat up. I grabbed my head, it felt clouded and I had a headache, I felt confused. Then a maid entered the room with towels in her arms.
"Oh, my king. You are up." She said with a little bow.
"King." I asked.
"Yes, why your dad is dead, your highness." She said then left the room. I felt tears fall down my face like a waterfall. My mother came in, she sat down next to me and put her arm around me and pulled me in close. I put my head on her shoulder, she smelled like roses and mint. It made me feel protected.
"I can't believe he's dead." I said as I let another sob. She rubbed my back and kissed my head then the doors opened .
"My lady and your highness, the councilors want to see you."
"Thank you, Margreta." Said my mother and the maid left. My mother turned towards me.
"I can tell them that now is not a good time?" Suggested my mother.
"No. I will have to face it sooner or later." I told her and she smiled at that.
"Well, your not the ruler till you turn eighteen so until then I am the regent." She said and I hugged her. So we walked to the courtroom.
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I pushed the big wooden doors with golden handles. Light flooded through the opening. I stepped into the courtroom with my mother following behind me. The room was big with white marble floor, a large oak table stood in the middle of the room. The table had eight chairs and eight men sat in each chair. I took a deep breath and sat down.
YOU ARE READING
The story of Iduna and Agnarr
FantasyAgnarr is the young prince. One day his dad takes him to the enchanted forest and he meets someone. He falls for her but something bad happens and she has to give up everything to save him.
