“The first thing you need to do is place the plate 5 centimeters in front of you.” Carmen followed the instructions with her own plate. “Next, place the soup bowl on top of the plate. Do you know why?” “Not really,” she replied. “It's because the first course will be soup. When you’re done eating the soup, the bowl will be taken off the plate and washed in the kitchen basin to remove all stains,” explained Shiandra. Carmen smiled. “Oh, that makes sense now. Does that mean the dinner plate will be used for the second course?” she asked. “Yes, you're very quick. And for every meal, you'll need this,” said Shiandra, raising the cutlery for Carmen to see. “A fork, a knife, and a spoon. Is that the same spoon we used to eat soup with?” Carmen asked. “Yes, it is. And when you’re done using it, gently place it inside the soup bowl before placing it in the kitchen basin. It's crucial to put the fork on the left-hand side of the plate and the knife on the right-hand side of the plate.” explained Shiandra. “But why is that important?” asked Carmen. “Because it ensures that you cut your food item neatly, preventing it from falling out of the plate or moving around inside the plate,” Shiandra clarified. Carmen began to laugh. “I didn’t know food could dance inside the plate. That’s very amusing nana,” she said. Carmen enjoyed calling Shiandra nana. To her, Shiandra was more than a childminder; she was like family.
“If you don't use the cutlery correctly, the food might dance around in the plate. After you finish eating, you'll need a drink. You'll either use a glass or a cup, depending on what you're drinking. Here, take this cup,” said Shiandra, handing a cup over to Carmen. “I chose to use a cup because you haven't reached the age to drink wine yet.” Carmen giggled. “But I'm a princess, and I can drink what I want,” she protested. “As you just mentioned, you're a princess, not a prince. Women don't have much say in a lot of things, but you'll grow up and understand what I mean,” Shiandra explained. Carmen was slightly confused. “Do you mean they can't speak or live how they want to?” she asked. Shiandra nodded. “But that's not fair. No one will tell me how to live,” Carmen objected. “You're not a commoner. Things might be simpler for you,” Shiandra replied. “Simpler how?” Carmen asked. Shiandra heard footsteps approaching them. “We'll talk about that later. The king is coming. Try to behave,” she advised. Carmen nodded. “The cup is placed three centimeters diagonally from the plate on the left-hand side. This prevents the person drinking from spilling the liquid inside the cup. The same thing is done with the glass,” Shiandra explained. “Wow, nana, you know a lot about table setting,” Carmen remarked. Shiandra chuckled. “That's not all, my darling. It gets deeper and deeper. That was today's lesson. Tomorrow, I'll teach you about the different courses and the cutlery and crockery used to serve each course,” she said.
The king appeared in the doorway of the dining room, smiling. “Oh, forgive me. I didn't see you,” said Shiandra, bowing her head. “I'm very fortunate to have you here. Carmen is going to be a fine woman one day, all thanks to you,” the King said.
Shiandra grinned.
"Father, what is the soup bowl used for?" Carmen asked.
"To serve soup," the king replied.
"No! To serve the first course," Carmen confidently corrected him.
The King chuckled, and Shiandra joined in.
Table setting had more to it than Carmen realized. She would soon learn that there were various food items that constituted the first course, each served in its own dish, whether it be a side plate or a dinner plate, and that they required special cutlery to be enjoyed properly.
"Shiandra, may I speak with you outside for a moment? Carmen, please stay here, and the cook will bring you something to eat," commanded the King.
He led Shiandra to the stables, where they sat on a bench.
"My Lord, what can I do for you?" she asked.
"I need your assistance while I am away attending the royal council meeting in Noracia. I will be gone for a couple of weeks, and during that time, I want to ensure that both you and Carmen will be safe and secure. There will be enough food to last for a month or two, even if I am gone for a brief period," said the King.
"Carmen and I will be fine," Shiandra replied confidently.
"Excellent. That's what I wanted to hear," said the King.
The royal council meetings were previously held in different countries, but a decision was made to have them all in one venue. The House of Kish in Noracia was the chosen palace, as it was large enough to accommodate more than twenty kings and their advisors during the meetings. The palace was very tall, with guestrooms for royals on the upper floors and staff quarters on the lower floors. There was also a Kish Hall where the royal council would discuss important matters pertaining to each country's betterment. The palace had no king or queen, but rather two rulers - a prince and a princess, who were fraternal twins chosen by prophecy to rule from the age of thirteen until they turned thirty. They were also required to be virgins during their rule.
"Shiandra, if I may ask, do you know the names of the new rulers?" Shiandra inquired.
"Yes, Prince Uzriel and Princess Ashah. They were chosen by prophecy," replied the King.
"Do they have an advisor like you?"
"Yes, her name is Ingrid," said the King.
"How old is she?"
"She is a little older than them, thirty years of age. She has been an advisor since she was seventeen years old. Her parents wanted her to get married, but she didn't want to. She used the money she had saved from doing odd jobs since she was a child to buy books and learn as much as she could, with a focus on human relations and leadership. She then applied for a job as an advisor at the palace and was hired immediately," explained the King.
"I heard that a woman was responsible for building more schools and factories in Noracia to provide both men and women with job opportunities. Did she have a role in that?"
The King nodded.
"Since Ingrid arrived in Noracia, the country has undergone enormous change. They are doing better for themselves and are less prejudiced. As a father to a daughter, I am pleased, but as a king, I must hate her," the King admitted.
"Why should you hate her?" Shiandra asked.
"Because she is a woman who wants to make other women work for their own money instead of staying at home to care for their children. "If Ingrid were to expose my actions, it could cause chaos and unrest among the people. That's why I must ensure that I govern justly and with integrity," the King said, a serious expression on his face.
Shiandra nodded in agreement. "It's important for a leader to be transparent and accountable to their people. It fosters trust and respect."
"Exactly," the King said. "And as a father to a daughter, I want to set an example for her and for all the young people of our kingdom. I want them to see that leadership is about service and responsibility, not personal gain."
"I'm sure Carmen will be proud of her father's commitment to the well-being of his people," Shiandra said with a smile.
"I hope so," the King said. "Now, let's go back inside. I want to make sure everything is in order before I leave for Noracia."
The weather was frigid. The nights were even chillier. The Kineti royal attendants lit a blazing fire in Carmen's chamber to keep her warm through the night, but her hands remained icy. They never warmed up, even in the summertime. However, Carmen was unaware of this. She learned of it only once when she and Alex were playing as children. Carmen was never susceptible to fever. Her cells were resilient enough to fight off any illness that attempted to invade her. "It's getting colder, you need to consume some oil to keep your blood circulating throughout the winter," Shiandra proposed. She had purchased a bottle of cod liver oil that she trusted would work miracles during the colder months. "You know I never drink that," Carmen objected. "But my lady, it has other advantages as well. It will make your hair silky, robust, and radiant like mine." "I will never touch that bottle, nana. You can advocate for the oil as much as you want. I will never drink it." "One spoon, my dear. Just
Suddenly a knock came to Shiandra's door."Come in!" She shouted.Jordan entered."Advisor. What brings you here this late?" "I cannot sleep""What is troubling you, did something happen to Alex?" "I can't stop thinking about you."Shiandra was confused."What do you mean by that, have I done something wrong?""Yes! you stole my heart. I love you Shiandra." Jordan walked closer to Shiandra.Her eyes widened."Your breath reaks alcohol." She said. Jordan chuckled. He walked even closer."What are you doing?" Shiandra shouted"I want you now. Please tell me you want me back."The odour from Jordan's mouth each time he exhaled was too strong.Shiandra turned her face away from the man.But he walked even closer. Suddenly, he grabbed Shiandra by the arm."Let me go this instant." The man was reluctant to let go. Jordan pulled Shiandra to himself and began to kiss her forcefully. Shiandra tried to fight him off, but he was not willing to let her go that simple. He went as far as grab
The next day, Shiandra packed all of her belongings and prepared to leave. When Carmen knocked on her bedroom door, she teased Shiandra about not having prepared a hot bath for her as she usually did. Shiandra replied that Carmen was no longer a child and did not need her. Carmen was surprised by her response and asked if she was leaving without saying goodbye. Shiandra confirmed that she was, stating that she was no longer needed as Carmen was now a grown woman. The princess insisted that Shiandra should at least say goodbye before leaving, and ran to fetch King Cyrus when Shiandra refused to do so. The King was surprised when he heard that Shiandra was leaving and asked her if she was doing so because of what had happened with Jordan. Shiandra admitted that this was the reason for her departure and refused to be persuaded to stay. She told the King that she would always be inferior in his eyes, and that he had defended Jordan even after he had forced himself on her. The King tried t
Five days had passed since Alex had received news of his father's illness and he had returned to Kineti as soon as he could. He had transformed into a handsome young man, with a changed posture, bigger muscles, and a neatly trimmed beard. Upon seeing his father lying in bed, he knelt down and tears began to flow down his cheeks. "I'm sorry for taking so long to come to you. I was preoccupied with work and I had no idea things were this bad," he said to his father. Jordan tried to smile, but it was weak. Alex was shocked to see his father move. "You can move!" he exclaimed happily. Dr Collins was also surprised and began to analyze Jordan's condition. "This is the first time he has moved in a while. He must be very happy that you're here," he said. "Really? Then I'll visit him as often as I can," replied Alex with a smile. Jordan smiled, and the doctor noticed the improvement in his condition. "Indeed, the gods have answered our prayers. There is hope for your father," said the docto
Alex was about to leave when suddenly the King caught him leaving Carmen's room."My Lord!" Alex said bowing his head quickly, embarrassed as well as afraid of what the King's reaction might be."What were you doing in my daughter's room?" The King asked."N..nothing my Lord. I only wanted to see if she was alright my Lord. We didn't stay in there for too long. I was about to leave now. I am leaving." Alex said , stuttering.The King laughed."Alex I know you would never take advantage of my daughter. Come with me. I have been meaning to speak with you." Alex sighed in relief. Then followed the king behind."Take a sit." Said the King.Alex did as he was told."Do you drink wine or do you prefer beer?" "Neither. I drink only when I want to be polite to those who invited me to their place."The King chuckled."Just like your oldman. You truly are Jordan's son. He does the exact same thing. He only touches alcohol when invited to a ceremony.""Oh." "My daughter is going to celebrate h
Alex packed his bags, eager to get back to work. King Cyrus arrived at Jordan's home and saw that the young warrior was prepared to leave."My Lord!" Said Alex, bowing his head."Where are you going?""I have to return back to Noracia. My superiors are expecting me.""And what about your father?""Doctor Collins is taking care of him. The man continues to get better than before.""And have you noticed that ever since you began to be around him, he has been healing?""Perhaps he is trying to fight because he wants to live.""That is not the real reason he is becoming better. You are the one whom he is fighting for. Your presence in Kineti is helping your father heal." Said the King."If I stay here I will starve. All I know is combat.""And what if I told you that you won't starve. I want you to come to the palace and train my men into becoming great fighters like you.""That is a nice offer but I am getting a decent pay in my current job." Alex said, telling a blunt lie. "How much do
Year's passed on, Carmen finally turned nineteen. Alex still had not revealed his feelings to the princess. He still kept everything hidden within himself. Jordan had begun to speak yet his speech was slow and still not perfect. He was also able to walk, but only at a slow pace. The portion Shiandra had given him had slowed down most of his bodily functions. Alex felt it was time he spoke to someone about his feelings."Father I need to speak with you about an important matter." He said, one day. Jordan smiled. "Speak my son." He said in a low tone. "Father do you still remember the time when you asked me to play with Carmen?" Jordan tried to laugh but he coughed instead. "Please don't try to laugh. I don't want you to hurt yourself." "You hated the idea. Why are you asking?" " I did not want to play with Carmen, not because I disliked her. I had a crush on her.""Oh! You should have told me. I would have given you advise on how to approach her." Jordan teased. Alex chuckled
King Darius immediately took the princess to Gishon. "You are finally mine. You are my wife." He said, celebrating."And you are mine!" The royal cook's dished up for both of them. When they were done eating, Darius grabbed Carmen's hand and showed her around the palace. "I have noticed that many of your statues here are all made of gold." Carmen pointed out. The king smiled. "Yes, well there is plenty of gold here in Gishon. The statues are our way of taking pride in the resources we have here to attract King's from other countries to trade with us. Carmen was quite impressed."You know a lot about trading?" She asked."Yes my dear. I was a scholar for many years and have traded with many countries." "Then you are very fortunate." "Fortunate how?" "Because you are free." "It may seem that way to you. But there is nothing free when it comes to ruling a country. A king is a King by the people as well as the law's of his country. That my dear is not freedom. It's a duty." Dar