Within Their World

Artemis and Jasper Fight

I don't know why, but in my head, I imagine Art with a british accent.

Artemis' POV

"Chelsea." I call to my friend who is lounging on my bed, as if my chamber is her own. She lifts up her curly head from my pillow to look at me curiously.

"Yeah?"

"What time is Court supposed to start today?" I ask her even though I know the answer. I only mean to confirm with myself that I'm not overreacting and being a bitch, something that I typically act like according to my brother.

"Two." She says as she sighs and sits up form her perch on my bed, smoothing out her dress.

"It's a quarter til and my brother still isn't here. How much do you want to bet the troll is still asleep?" I ask her as I fix the tiara on my head and turn towards her. I don't have on a gown or a flirty dress like my best friend does, but rather a sleek pantsuit with some heels, the best these pretentious assholes will get from me.

"I wouldn't bet with you. You're probably right." She tells me and I sigh as I shake my head and glance at my watch once more.

"Come on. I won't go in there alone and if he's late, our Mother will have his arse." Chelsea sighs as she gathers her skirt and jump from the bed before she leans down to slip her heels back on. I check my appearance once more before we make our way from my room. I close my bedroom door behind me as we enter my sitting room and grab my clutch purse before we exit there as well.

Entering the clean long hallway, I lock my chamber behind me, knowing that leaving your room open to anyone, no matter your position, can only lead to your downfall.

We make our way down the hallway, snickering at the boring and hideous pictures on the wall before we get to my brothers room halfway down the hall to the right.

Chelsea raises her hand to knock on his chambers door but I just shake my head at her and lift my hand to twist the knob, rolling my eyes at my friend when it turns easily. She looks at me with a dead panned expression making me laugh as we open the door and step into his chambers.

      "Oh this is ghastly." I say as we walk in and look around the room, both of us shuddering in disgust at the looks of it. My Mother has always been a stickler towards me when it comes to cleaning and keeping my space and appearance like so, but of course with my brother all she does it dot on him and let him do as he pleases.

     Chelsea gasps as we walk through the door and we make our way through all the rubbish that's along the floor. There's wrappers and clothes and all sorts of things strewn around, and it smells like stale sex and chips in the sitting room making me gag silently.

      "Please do something with that container." I tell my friend and she nods her head before heading towards the table covered in unmentionables and vile things.

    Since Court members aren't allowed in Royals bed chambers, a rule I regularly break, I leave her in the means of my brothers space before walking towards his bed room door. And much to my disproval, the blasted thing ain't even closed all the way. If someone were to assassinate the man in his sleep, he would make it all too easy.

    I push the door open with a disgusted look and find my brother sprawled across the bed with the sheets barely covering his clearly naked body. I thank myself and the Queen above that for once, his bed is empty of another's body next to his. I walk over to him bed, trying my best to avoid his shit all over the floor and reach the edge of it before letting my slim hand fall to his arm before I begin to shake.
  
      "Get up, you bastard. We're going to be late." I tell him, moving his body harshly until he groans and slaps my hand away.
  
       "Go away." He grumbles and I frown before grabbing one of his pillows and allowing it to fall on his face.