And there was King Spenser, still reading at the table. The night was so quiet that he could still see his lamp glowing and hear the crickets outside.
He was certain that everyone else in the house, including the servants, chefs, and Queens, was sound sleeping. Only the security personnel may still be awake.
Spenser, though, was in no way near sleep. Spenser didn’t even have the energy to flinch or feel sleepy.
What did he do to deserve such a curse?
He let out a sigh and looked down at the stack of books.
He couldn’t sleep, so he bought a ton of books to read in order to pass the time. A guy would eventually weary of reading, however. After that, he got to his feet and went over to the window, where he stood there with his hands behind his back.
His pale blue eyes were fixed blankly on the night outside, despite his attractive appearance.
Everything was eerily still, serene, and chilly. And he thought of how pleasant it would have been to sleep with a lady alongside him in such conditions. All feared and admired him since he was such a formidable King. It would seem that he has no needs. But there’s one thing he feels he’s missing, and that’s joy.
A. a King who, at any moment, may transform into a savage wolf; A king who never rests and can’t seem to keep anything down. A monarch without heirs. He can’t possibly be content with such situation.
With his hands still behind his back, he shook his head pitifully and looked at the ground. Like everyone else, he yearned for freedom and an exit from this situation.
After a short break, he went back to his desk to respond to some mail he’d received during the previous two days. He started with the most recent, a scroll from Alpha Robin.
The letter was sent by Alpha Robin, leader of the Mid East Mountain Pack, who was complaining about three difficulties, one of which being the lack of rainfall that was making it difficult to raise food.
Spenser ignored the letter and went on to the next. He was responding to Spenser’s help with his previous request and expressing gratitude in his letter.
He informed him that things had begun to bear fruit and were proceeding well.
There is some good news, though: in three days, every beast and bloodsucker will be gathering for a conference.
The next letter he read was from a Vampire Lord in the Ring’s clasp, and he promptly ignored it. So he kept going, far into the night….
Next Morning.
In response to the sound of the door opening, Ella flipped over in bed. She didn’t have to strain to hear noises in her vicinity since she didn’t have trouble sleeping.
Her bleary eyelids were awakened to the sight of a young, attractive woman entering the room. She wore the standard issue outfit for housekeepers and stoically lowered her head as she worked.
She bowed to Ella as she stood before her and said, “Greetings, Queen Ella.”
“Ella the Queen?” Astounding to Ella. Suddenly she’s addressing her as “Your Majesty,”
“Apologies for the intrusion, but I’ve been instructed to inform you that breakfast is about to begin. The family will be joining you at the breakfast table any minute now that it’s ready. ” When the woman said, “I’ll be back in a very short time to come collect you when you’re done freshening up,” Ella finally let out the air she’d been holding.
Wow…. And they have breakfast together every day, right? And from this point on, she would be considered a member
on? Oh, no…. She doubted she was prepared for it.
With her hands over her mouth and nose, she let out a long sigh. And after giving the maid’s suggestion some thought, got up and proceeded to use the facilities.
She had just finished using the restroom and was changing into a more casual clothing from the closet when she heard the maid’s key in the lock.
“Are you finished, my Queen?” Ella nodded her head slightly in response to her question. However, the housekeeper did not seem to be delighted.
“Um… You can’t really guarantee that, my Queen. You really need to dress up a little more. They’re your pajamas,” she said, opening the closet door and revealing a large, queenly outfit.
“Wear this,” they said.
Huh?
“Yet here I was, supposing it was simply breakfast! “As Ella took the clothing from the servant’s hands, she inquired in astonishment.
“You guessed it; we’re having breakfast. Everyone has matured and remained attractive, nonetheless. Please do as I say, My Queen. “The housekeeper replied cordially.
*Queen*. That’s what Ella had been pondering. She just couldn’t get accustomed to the way the name sounded. Ella went to the closet to put on the formal gown, then returned to the main room to find the maid waiting for her.
As she led Ella to the large mirror and helped her sit down, she said, “Your hair needs to be combed,” but Ella quickly cut her off.
“Let it go, please. “Ella stopped her midway through combing her hair when she said, “I can…. I can do it myself.” The help seemed perplexed.
“But, my Queen…”