Rule of a ruthless King

“Where is she?” King Edric bellowed at his first guard as he stood proud in front of his throne.“She’s on her way, my king, she was in the gardens when we sent word for her” Matthias answered as he bowed respectfully, trying to stop the king from growing impatient.The king kissed his teeth in annoyance that she wasn’t here the moment he demanded her presence. At that the soft clacking of shoes began to echo through the hall as I finally entered the room. Hurriedly I came up before him and knelt on one knee with my head bowed to the floor.“You asked to see me, my King?”“Yes! Next time don’t take so long!”“Forgive me” I pleaded timidly “It won’t happen again” I knew better than to make excuses for myself and to test his patience ever more, even if I hadn’t arrived late on purpose. After all I practically ran here the moment I heard he wanted to speak with me.“It better not” he scolded as he stepped closer to me. “It seems after all these years, I finally have some use for you Aure

I ate my evening meal, alone in my room. Edric had told Maude that I wasn’t to join them in the hall tonight This evening was only for him, Mallon and the other men that went hunting with them today, he wanted to celebrate their lucky catch of two deer and a fox, but I knew it was only to give him chance to mould Prince Mallon into the future King of Northlaye, the kind of king, Edric wanted him to be.The next morning, I awoke, stretched out as I thought about the day ahead. Before I went to sleep last night, Maude told me she overheard the king planning the day with Mallon, all the things he wanted to do and discuss with the young prince.I made my way down to the kitchen and chuckled in my head at how ridiculous my father was. He was so eager for Mallon to agree to wed me and yet he won’t give us any time to spend together! He must think himself such a favourable man, that only he alone can persuade Mallon to marry me, of course in his dim brain the thought of me and Mallon getting

I awoke the next morning feeling more apprehensive than I had ever felt before as I dressed in an emerald gown and le my hair down loose. I hated that the prince had such an affect on me, stirring hot and fiery sparks that always arose from my stomach every time I saw him, it was both electrifying and scary at the same time. I found myself eager to see him and it unnerved me that he already had that power over me, a man I still barely knew.Just as I was walking down the corridor toward the castle doors, I felt a presence behind me, and I could hear panted breaths. I swung around to see the prince swiftly approaching with a jovial smile, I curtsied as he reached me and I could already feel my heart pounding excitedly... “Mallon, good morning”“Good morning, Aurelia, I must say you’re looking more beautiful every time I see you”.I sniggered at his compliment, feeling myself heat up under his gaze. “Are you on your way to see the king?”“Uh, no, I’ve already had word with him this morn

I awoke the next morning feeling elated as I stretched out and felt butterflies rush through me at the thought of seeing Mallon today. I jumped up out of bed and began running through my dresses, trying to decide on which one to wear today, but my nose scrunched up at how shabby they all looked. I lost count of the times I had sewn and fixed the hems and the bodice. I made my mind up on the dark blue with white trim and my blue shoes.I sat at my vanity desk as I began brushing through my hair, letting it tumble loosely down my back and shoulders. A faint knock at my door interrupted my peace “Come in” I called out and Maude walked in, looking downcast as she shut my door quietly behind her.“Is everything ok Maude?” I asked concerninglyShe looked at me sadly as she came closer, then reaching into the pocket of her apron, she pulled out a crisp white piece of folded paper and held it out for me to take.“The prince just left” she informed me, with sympathy in her voiceI paused in an

Aurelia:It’s been eight weeks since Mallon left Northlaye and Edric’s patience has started to wear thin. Within the last few days, he’s asked to see me several times, only so he can scold and belittle me. “There’s been no word! No word!!” he would scream in my face “I knew he was pretending to want you as a bride, I’ll be he couldn’t wait to get as far from you as possible” It was only yesterday morning he had blamed me again and now I was starting to believe it myself, what if it was all a ruse? A pretence so he could get away from here without causing a potential war!He would call King Aldrich a weak pussy, not strong enough to rule a kingdom and the way things were going, I could sense that maybe King Aldrich’s kingdom would soon not be safe from my father’s wrath… my father’s pride was on the balance here and for him that was something that would wound him more than anything else and I knew before he hit at them, he’d hit at me first and I was dreading that day!“Have you finish