Flesh And Blood

The banquet was going well, the guests were chatting and a series of discussions were held. The king found Diana to be a simple and naive girl and had other plans in mind for her, upon knowing what the latter's father wants.

"So tell me about yourself, young maiden." The king said facing Diana.

She was shocked that the king's question was directed at her and she almost choked. Her father continued pinching her thigh from under the table for her to maintain and not embarrass him. Diana did as she was instructed by her father, and her face brightened up with a smile.

"I'm Diana, a fashion designer in my vicinity." She spoke with so much confidence.

The crown prince was overwhelmed and at the same time displeased. She doesn't fit his standards.

"You're a fashion designer huh?" The king asked, he was interested in this young maiden.

"Yes, I am." She nodded.

"I'm going to promote your business. You'll get to make good clothes for me; the king and other dignitaries." The king smiled gulping his wine.

Diana's father was more than overwhelmed. He was so happy that his daughter's business would move to the highest level as his eldest daughter was just an idle person.

The young maiden's heart was filled with joy. She couldn't wait to break the good news to her lover. 

Her father appreciated the King for his effort if only the king would do as he said. "Your Majesty, I know everything comes with a price so please state it." 

Diana's jaws dropped. Was the King going to ask for something in return? This was something that she didn't expect.

The old King on the other hand smirked. Yes, nothing good comes without a prince if only they would be willing to pay the price.

"I know your youngest daughter just clicked eighteen and is ready for marriage." The King confirmed, clasping his hand as if going to state a serious business.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Mr. Wilson said with a smile. He thought the King was getting to know the reason he brought his daughter to the Royal banquet.

The King turned to Diana with a smile settling on his face.

"As the rule states, your father would be the one to choose a suitor for you." He then turned to her father. "What suitor do you have in mind for your daughter?"

With this question thrown to him, Mr. Wilson was glad. He cleared his throat to speak. He stared closely at the princes, his daughter, and the King. "Your Majesty, I want my daughter to marry into the Royal family." He said without hesitation.

The crown prince laughed. This was hilarious to him. "How can a common fashion designer marry into the Royal family?" He asked with a hint of mockery in his voice before sipping his wine.

Diana's face went sour. 

A common fashion designer! Who would want to marry someone like the crown prince? If only the person was a golddigger and she wasn't, she felt like giving the crown prince a piece of her mind that he'll regret ever downgrading her. Wasn't he the one that asked her for a dance? Such a two-face brat! Diana sneered.

"You need to mind your words brother, she can if possible." The second prince was the one to speak.

He had a gentle aura which Diana loved, unlike the crown prince who was a bully. 

It was about time for the king to speak and their eyes were on him. Only the last prince kept eating as if none of it was his concern.

"Sir Wilson, it's possible for your daughter to get married into the Royal family." The King assured.

Mr. Wilson's heart was blessed. He was so excited to the extent that he almost embraced his daughter but he had to maintain proper poise.

The King wasn't done with his words so he continued. "But, my two sons are betrothed to someone else already."

"Which of your sons are you talking about?" Mr. Wilson asked in a dilemma. His happiness has been crushed down by the king's words.

He wanted his daughter to get married to the crown prince so that she can be the future queen of their prestigious Kingdom but it turned out that it wasn't going to work as he had planned.

"My first and second sons." The King confirmed.

The last son was still quiet until when he was done with his meal, his head remained bowed and he didn't move an inch.

"Your Majesty, is the last prince, not your son?" Diana was forced to ask.

The king kept on referring to the crown prince and the second prince as his own but didn't make mention the last prince, which was absurd.

"He's a prodigal son. No one wants him because of his predicament, blind and cursed." The king sneered, he was disgusted and hates referring to the last prince as his son.

Diana wasn't happy with the way the king spoke about his son, his flesh and blood. If the last prince is said to be cursed and blind as the king had just mentioned then the rumors surrounding him are true.

"Sir Wilson, I know you won't be that heartless to marry your daughter off to the last prince." The crown prince blurted. He was so annoying and Diana wished he would shut his mouth.

To her surprise, her father shook his head. 

The King came to understand everything that was happening. No one wanted to have anything to do with his last son even though he gave them all the richest in the world. So he decided to try the same thing with Diana and her father.

"You see... I'm going to establish your business if only you marry my last son as that would be the price."

The king's words were heavy and they were all surprised. The last prince himself was in awe but didn't raise his head.

Mr. Wilson gave it a second thought before agreeing to marry his daughter off to the blind prince because of greed but Diana was against it.

She can't just get married to the man she didn't love when she had a lover. This was against her wish. Diana protested but no one listened to her opinion.

The young maiden gazed at the last prince and much to her surprise he raised his head and gazed back at her with his pure white eyes that sent shivers down her spine.