Baby Honey [ *granevere *] mlbb fanfic

chapter 1

( at castle gorge)

young Guinevere was, planning something mischievous. whether to mess up with the maids, or make troubles around the palace. she run down from the stairs, as elegant as she was. " hmm, with whom should I messed up today? " the redhead mumbled. " ya! I think I should go to the kitchen, first Guinevere has to have her breakfast " she run through the marble floor, her giggles echo through the hall. she was a bit mischievous and notorious kid. " aha! strawberry cake and an apple pie " five years old Guinevere giggle under her breath.

" but, first, let me taste an apple pie. it looks great! "

"stop a second, my lady" a maid who was preparing plates, stop her.
" what, but why? " Guinevere furrowed her brows.
"First let your majesty come, then you can have breakfast, my lady. they're about to arrive at any time!"
"fine, but, when will they arrived? "
"soon, Just wait here, they will be arriving " the maid smile at her.
Guinevere throw herself on the couch which was nearby, the dinning hall.
"Aww, I can't wait. Guinevere is hungry! " she place her head, on the pillow trying to console herself.

"are you that foody? " a young boy of her age giggled, peeping out from nowhere. he was wearing a cap and a muffler around his neck. with a pair of torned shoes. Guinevere turn around. " who are you show me yourself. you moron! "
"I m here,my lady " the boy said nonchalantly. keeping his hands under his pocket. Guinevere lifted herself, in a sitting position. " you, how dare you! " Guinevere exclaimed crossing her arms. looking at the boy with a murderous look.
" are all the royals speak,like you? I mean, they're such...... "
"what do you mean? and who are you? " Guinevere furrowed her brow.
" well, I'm gusion. gusion paxley "
" gusion? you're a paxley Huh? "
"yes my lady, I'm the paxley boy. who loves daggers alot. " the boy went near her. "stop there! I don't think you're him. plus, you don't have the accent too" Guinevere restorted.
"I don't care about it miss.... "
"Guinevere, it's Guinevere. you can call me Gwen. it's my nickname. "
"OK Gwen, right? "
"hey, if you're a paxley, then, why don't you were suit. "
" I... I don't wear suits because I can't run in them. Hehe. " the boy said while scratching his head.
"my lady, your majesty has just arrived " a maid around 60 yrs old came and took her towards the dinning hall.
"gusion, I shall leave now. I think, you should go to your parents. " she waved her hand, one last time.
"they can take care of themselves " the boy replied smiling.

( the boys p. o. v)

" gusion, I shall leave now I think, you should go to your parents "

" I wish I could go back at the past, to meet my parents again" he mumbled under his breath.

" granger! come here and help me in preparing the breakfast. " the boy run through the carpeted flooring. he was a servant in castle gorge. he had come from the monastery. one of the maids brought her from there. in order, she can get some help from him.

" here, please arrange the cups. and keep it on the tray. "
"okay it's easy for me though " he took the cups from the cupboard and arrange them on the tray, in well manner.
"good job granger, please can you clean the dishes after wards.? "
" OK I will clean it, and after that, do I have some works to do? "
"perhaps, you don't have any work, you can go out and play in the
garden"

( Guinevere's p. o. v)

" mommy, daddy brother Lancelot " Guinevere chirp when she sees her parents especially her brother Lancelot.
"Guinevere, a lady doesn't behaved like that! where are your manners? "
a young and beautiful blonde woman (Guinevere 's mother) restorted while she was arranging her plates and positioning herself.
" I wish I could behaved mother, and it's a bullshit to me to follow this protocol " she murmured to herself.
Guinevere sat besides her brother Lancelot. " brother, can you come and play with me, after breakfast? " Guinevere asked. curious.
" no, I can't. I needed to go for fencing. sorry Gwen, I don't have anything time for playing "

"both of you, did you forget your manners. you both are not allowed to talk while we're having lunch, dinner or breakfast " their mother butted in their conversation.

" Guinevere, I would like to have you in my room, when you'll finish you're breakfast. do I make myself clear? "
"OK Mom"