In Royal Heels

Achievement complete: meet lord bitch

After that God forsaken soap opera event back at breakfast, lunch and dinner were so silent. I woke up in the morning of the third day in the palace, and decided to take a walk at the garden since it's the only place that I won't get lost going to other than the kitchen of course.

After a while, I went back to my beautiful, amazing room with the comfy, soft and cold bed that I don't have to worry about me tidying it up. And the best part after walking on high heels is.... BOOM
I left my body fall and bounce on the bed. I was about to sleep until I remembered to call Emily. Damn I miss this girl...
But wait I can't call her cause what if they are spying on my calls?! I clutched my phone tightly around my fingers as I remembered many movies with spying on calls stuff. Er... Texts are okay I guess?

"Emmyyyyyyyyyyyyyy hi missd u lyke hell asdfgghjjkl :P :O ;)" I texted. I started spamming her afterwards, cause you know... Bored.

I looked at the clock after a long ass time to realize it's time for my medicine. I took one pill before realizing it's gonna run out soon. Craaaaaaaaaaap, I hope these pills are available here. I took one and suddenly felt it's side effects on me. I laid down on bed as consciousness started slipping away, and before I know it I'm asleep.

"Mama, when will dad come back?" "Soon, I hope.." She said
"Why can't I talk to him now?" "He is in a bad mood" she said
"I'm gonna get you your favorite toy after we have enough money" she said "I don't want toys I want dad!"
"What is this green bottl-" "MISS PORTER"

"WAA HUH WHAT WHO?" I screamed. That definitely wasn't pleasant to the chaperone standing before me. "A lady like you shouldn't be sleeping when there's an important meeting!" She said strictly. A meeting?! "Did you forget? The meeting the king holds with ministers and his family to discuss the country's matters." She continued.
"W-Why today out of all the d-days?!" I stuttered nervously. I really don't want to be involved in this. "Because the other candidate for being king other than prince Irwin arrived today, whatever the king will lecture in the meeting will be of benefit to the two possible heirs to the throne." She explained.
"And why am I in this again?" I asked timidly. "Your family owns a big company that supports this country's industry and development," she said as if I should've known this already "and since they are busy, you should join the meeting. Why do you think you're here!"

This is big stuff. I didn't sign up for this shit! Literally. Think think think what would be a good excuse..oh
"I need my beauty sleep!" I shouted. Yep, that's the best I can come up with. "I'll be waiting in front of the door," the chaperone that's gonna get me into trouble said. "I expect you to be done preparing yourself by 5 minutes."
She shut the door. Shit.
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When I arrived at the unsurprisingly grand meeting hall, I saw an unsurprisingly large conference table. I was about to take my seat when I surprisingly realized that Mr. Iceberg was next to me. There's no running away because I was assigned to sit in this place. I looked at the king, and for a brief moment I saw him smirking. Did he set this all up?!
I swear if he wasn't a king I would show him the moves I used back at school to break smart ass guys' arms.

When I sat, Mr. Iceberg looked at me as if he is waiting for something then narrowed his eyebrows and finally looked away. What is he doing?
"Ladies and gentlemen thanks for comin-" the king was announcing the beginning of the meeting normally until he was interrupted. "Cut the crap old man and get to the point," a guy across of me in the table said. "I don't want to get bored."
He put his feet on the table like its nothing.

"Lord James, serve a little more respect to the meeting if you serve respect for the country." The king spoke without a trace of anger in his voice. How can the king hold his anger from such a guy! "Cmon uncle, we both know that I'm the new king! Let's get to the celebration already!" He said loudly.
"You're mistaken lord James," replied the king formally "there is another one who is fit to the throne that's why we shall discuss who is more fit between you two."
"Pfft! Are you referring to Irwin!" Lord bitch (James) laughed. "He barely talks or interacts with any human being! He is no different than the chair I'm resting my ass on!"

I looked at Mr. Iceberg and he just stared at Lord Bitch with his famous, unchanged plain expression. Wow, so he is gonna let himself and his father get humiliated? Just when I lost all hope in him, he stood up.
ALRIGHT SHOW EM WHAT DEM MUSCLES ARE FOR! I shouted internally. Cause seriously, he's got some muscles that gives him the ability to murder Lord Bitch with his thumb. Just when I threw all my hopes to him, he walked out of the room. What the fuck?

"Because one of the essential visitors in this meeting are no longer joining us, I'm canceling it." Formal than ever the king said, "have a good day."
Squeaking chairs and disappointed whispers fill the room as people began walking out. "COME ON!" Shouted Lord Bitch. I stood up and was about to escape this tense atmosphere when I hear Lord Bitch calling,"hey there lil kitten, rough day isn't it? Wanna help me soothe it out?" I stopped and turned to face him. "Oh my God as if!" I replied in an attitude that would fit my disguise of Mira. "Oh...Playing hard to get?" He said as he was walking up to me. By walking up to me I mean jumping on the table to get to the other side where I was. I did not flinch or walk away, I don't want him to think of me as a weakling whether I'm Mira or not.

I readied my fist so I can shoot him to the moon from the perfect angle but then he looked behind him to find an angry queen and an angrier king. "Oh-oh looks like some people don't like this." He said playfully, "since I'm the future king, I gotta make a good impression. See ya later kitten." He looks way older than me yet his actions define how a jock back at school would act before I would prank their asses that were packed with a lifetime supply of ego. But if I did punch him I would have been found out, I don't think Mira is much of a combative person. She'd tell me that she is with world peace and some other shit that those barbies in beauty contests would say. I guess luck was with me when Lord Bitch decided to back away before I could blow my cover or I would've ended up being interrogated for being a super spy or something.

I guess the king doesn't want to get rid of Lord Bitch because he is almost the only option left now that his son is not interested in life. That joke of a lord will be the king, and the worst one by far, if Mr. Iceberg decided to stay in his igloo full of poker faced penguins for too long.
I'm sure that the king wants his son to be the future king more than anything, but it just won't happen....right?