CHAPTER 1.

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ROWAN'S POV

"My lord, h...h..h..e.." The palace guard stammers.

"He what? I growl ferociously

" he escaped, from the dungeons" the guard finally said.

"Get out" I said.

"Your highness, I just want to remind you or the free meal you promised to grant me.

Is this guy dumb or what?

" I said get out!!! I screamed, it finally clicks to the guy and then he scurries away.

Dammit,can't anyone get anything right here.

Growing up as an orphan was not an easy task especially with me being the heir to the throne. I was groomed to be hard and tough,and certainly could not do activities my peers were engaged. I never experienced school like most of you do and did not even learn how to ride a bike.

How pathetic.

My parents died when I was about 10 years old with no one to cater for me leaving me in the hands of their old friend,Mr fisher and his wife.

The man is a terror, he drools and spits while he talks, pokes his nose while sleeping do not even get me started on his wife, immediately I turned eighteen years I fled away from them.

The palace counsel has been disturbing me,telling me I am growing old.

Oh please, I am just twenty-five and my body certainly doesn't have wrinkles or grey hair.

They were telling me that I need to get married and all that shit. I mean why would I get married when I can have any girl I want in my bed?

The idea of sticking to one lady just terrifies and scares the hell out of me, they said having an offspring is important to the throne.
Then they suggested holding an event for all young maidens both the beautiful and the ugly,the short and tall,good figured and bad figured to compete for my heart.

They talk like my heart is a thing, I mean where is the fun in that?.........actually there is fun in that and I have an idea.

"So, I figured you guys can go ahead with your plans"

"What plans your majesty? Mr Ridger the head of the counsel asks.

" the one where you guys suggested that we hold an event inviting all the maidens to the palace to compete for my heart and be my queen"

Sitting in this room with this people suffocates me,with their stoic and cold expressions on their faces like they dont give a care in the world about anything. Sometimes I wonder how their wives could tolerate any of them.

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