Every time he attempts to sleep, no matter how exhausted or lightheaded he may feel, he can’t get his eyelids to shut.
He sighed heavily and got out of bed, giving up on sleep for the night.
He was still dressed in his royal garb when he heard a tap at the door.
“Enter,” he said, and Jeremy entered.
Prince Jeremy entered the room with his customary severe expression, a large scar on his face from an assault by one of the rogues nearly making him forget he had called for him. He had his mother’s austere features and manners, even if he was trying to be polite these days.
“Greetings, My King,” Jeremy bowed to the king, who was already seated in his normal chair. Spenser sighed, “Jeremy.”
“How are you doing?”
“I’m doing OK, Your Majesty. ” Jeremy answered in a tone that was icy:
Sometimes it frustrates for him to call to call Spenser as ‘My King.’ Well, it was probably because, as a child, he simply addressed to him as ‘Spenser.’ However, after the death of their late father, Spenser was proclaimed King as the first son. So, Jeremy had to stop calling him “Dude” and start using the proper royal title.
Spenser took out a feather, put it in the ink, and began writing: “Viscar informed me he had some troubles with you earlier today.” Jeremy on the verge of rolling eyes. He suspected such was the case because of Spenser’s statement, “I don’t grasp the type of difficulties you’re talking about, My King.”
Spenser looked up from his paper to give him a brief glance before continuing.
No one would dare act this way in front of him save his brother.
“I offered him some work I wanted him to undertake with you, but he told me you rejected him and asked him to do it on his own, which was very disheartening. ” Jeremy, let out a long, deep breath, Spenser gushed.
he cocked his head to the side and said. “The King, I apologize for whatever inconvience this may have caused. I’m not the only one who’s observed that Viscar has become your new obsession. So, I was thinking it would be wise for him to work alone, as he usually does. I don’t intend any offense. ”
“And what gives you the idea that I like Viscar the best? ”
Spenser put down his pen and leaned back in his chair to study Jeremy’s features more closely. ‘What makes you think I’m interested in favoritism or anything?’
“Every mountain and clutch has the potential to flourish to its fullest, and I want to see that happen, Jeremy; I want to see every pack and Vamp clutch reach its full potential and then more, right up to the point when we have to burst through the sky. So, tell me, where did you pick up such an odd perspective? ”
Jeremy said nothing as he stood still, his hands behind his back.
“Is it your intention to participate in every possible mountain pursuit? ”
After a pause, Spenser proceeded. The King sounded more like an older sibling.
“You’ve already made it big enough in the world as everyone’s acknowledged my beta, Jeremy. You are now the leader of my army, and without your permission, no one will be allowed to serve on this mountain. So, tell me, Jeremy, what more do you want? ”
“Do you want to join me on my throne, or what? ”
Jeremy looked up and cast a brief glance towards the King.
“What I really want is for us to be together, and the last thing I need is for my own brother to stand in the way of it. Have I been able to convey my meaning clearly? “Spenser jolted awake at this.
Jeremy took a deep breath and looked down seriously before replying, “Perfectly expressed. ”
“Good. Seek out Viscar and have this situation straightened up. ”
As he returned his attention to the scroll, Jeremy bowed and exited the room.
It took a tap on the door to rouse Ella up.
Unwillingly, she got up, scratched her eyes, and proceeded to open the door, where she saw a maid carrying a tray of meals.
“Greetings, My Queen.”
“Um… hello to you too,” Ella answered, still appearing puzzled. When will the servants bring her food?
“I am required to serve you at this time. ” She continued, “The King wants you to dine early so you can be ready for the meeting,” at which point Ella realized what was going on. Oh…. She had nearly forgotten about the rendezvous.
Even though the maid had insisted on carrying the tray inside the room herself, she smiled and accepted the tray from the maid. I assume you’re familiar with Ella.
In peace and quiet, she sat down to a hearty meal in her room. Since she was alone herself, she licked every finger as she ate, and before she had finished, she heard another tap at the door. She sprang to her feet and hurried to the front door, where this time there were not one but two maids waiting for her.
A garment was in one hand and a pan with a drape over it was in the other. What the heck is going on right now?
“Greetings, Queen Ella,” they welcomed her before the second person spoke. Dress formally for the meeting; it’s been mandated. It’s getting down to the wire now.
She hesitated, looking back into the home as if to say, “Um. She said, “I’m still eating.”
After listening to the first servant say, “We can wait for you, My Queen; but you’ll need to hurry since the King doesn’t appreciate delays,” Ella nodded and ushered them into the chamber.
She raced through her dinner and then into the bathroom for a brief soak. She laughed at the maids as they took over her appearance after her bath, doing her makeup and doing her hair.
Ella remained still in front of the mirror while her servants did their task. Indeed, they seemed flawless in it.
It took a long time, but when they were done, Ella looked at herself in the mirror and couldn’t believe it was her. Oh, wow….
She slowly rose up, her enormous, long dress almost choking her, but she knew she had to cope.
Her hair was well combed and nicely done with some gold pins, and there were glitters around the dress’s ages. She wore a few necklaces, bracelets, and diamond stud earrings.
Her makeup was minimal but tasteful, and she stared at herself in the mirror, unable to accept the fact that she was the one. She was shocked by the results.
She heard someone call her name and turned to find Princess Diana standing at the doorway. The grin on her face was enormous.