As the bow of the ship reached the ports, every crew member scrambled to get everything and everyone off the vessel. James instructed Gonzalo to have an army wait for our arrival. The wooden ramp was finally lowered and Gonzalo boarded the ship along with the soldiers he gathered. When they arrived on deck, everyone was in disarray. Beaten pirates were tied up and assisted off the ship. Their dead was put to the side, awaiting assistance on what was to become of them. Others mourned for the loss of their fellow mates. As Gonzalo looked around in search of his monarchs, the door to the cabin finally opened. First to come out were Queen Amelia’s ladies. They wept as a group of crewmates helped them get off the ship. The next thing that was heard was grunts and shouting, demanding to be released. It was the pirate leader along with his men. Gonzalo stood before him, towering over his poor posture. The pirate leader smirked, unfazed by Gonzalo’s death stare. After a moment of tension
It was chaotic. The Medicine King and his physicians were immediately summoned to the castle. The servants scrambled in bringing everything that was needed to in order to save the young prince. Meanwhile, his family was told to wait by the door. The lords and ladies of the court rushed to the monarchs’ home as soon as the devastating news was spread across the kingdom. The prince was badly wounded and was losing a huge amount of blood. Queen Amelia and Princess Elizabeth held hands as they stood near the door. Queen Amelia was on the verge of completely falling apart. The only thing that kept her standing was her daughter’s firm grip on her hands. The princess also didn’t fall short on comfort. “Robert will get through this, Mother,” Elizabeth whispered as she rubbed her mother’s arms. All everyone could think about was the unconscious prince behind the enormous doors. Nobody paid attention to the silent king who stared into nothingness by the third window. He was petrified. Hi
‘A beautiful ceiling, painted in red, greeted me as I opened my eyes. ‘Looking around, no one was in the room but me on a soft carpet in the middle of the room. I slowly stood up, groaning as I put my head in my hands. ‘I tried to think as to where I was. But even though I looked around the room, nothing could give me the slightest clue. No matter how hard I tried, I just didn’t know where I was. Then, a bit of shuffling came from outside the door. ‘I wonder what that could be? ‘Cautiously, I stood up as I didn’t want to garner any attention. I could be trespassing, for all I know. ‘I approached the door, turning the knob as quietly as possible. As I peeked my head out of the door frame, maids ran around in a panic. They paced back and forth, coming from a room that was at the very end of the corridor. ‘Stepping out of the room, I closed the door behind me. It was easy to see that something serious was happening. ‘“Excuse me?” I called for a maid but was ignored. I tried to ask
Elizabeth smiled as her grip on my hand tightened. “How are you feeling?” she asked. I groaned once again, feeling an immense pain on the back of my head. I buried my head in my hands, trying to soothe the pain. “Does your head hurt that much?” she asked quickly as she stood from her chair. “I’ll go and fetch the Medicine King for you.” “No…” I gathered all the strength that I had, just to be able to utter one word. She stopped immediately as she heard me speak. “Why not? You are clearly in pain,” she said as she carefully sat down, holding my hand. I slowly shook my head, careful not to add more pain to my already pulsing hand. “Where…” I tried to form a sentence at a slow pace. My body was numb, unable to function properly. “Where’s… Mother?” I sighed. I felt as if I ran a marathon, just to say those two words! “Mother’s fine. You don’t have to worry about her,” Elizabeth reassured me. She continued, “James has been keeping a close eye on her ever since you two arrived here.”
Moments later, Gonzalo has finally arrived. “Your Highnesses,” he bowed to the both of us. “You called for me?” “Can you tell us what you need?” Elizabeth asked as she turned to me. I smiled as I cupped her cheek. “Check… Mother,” I slowly spoke, trying not to hurt myself in the process of talking. “You want me to check on Mother when you’re in a lot of pain?” she asked in disbelief. With a deep breath, I replied, “I… will be… fine. I need… time… alone.” “But, Robert–” “There’s no need to worry, Your Grace,” Gonzalo interrupted as he approached us. “I will not leave the young prince until you return.” Elizabeth looked at Gonzalo and returned to me, unsure of what she was going to do. “I will… call… for you…” I assured her, trying to be strong amidst the strain I felt. She sighed. “You are such a stubborn person, Robert,” she patted my hair gently, shaking her head with a smile. “I’ll go and accompany Mother for a short while. I beg you, don’t do anything reckless.” I scru
Three months had passed and I had completely recovered. Well, at least, in my perspective. For my family and the Medicine King, I was still required to stay in bed for another month. But I didn’t want to do that. To remain bed-ridden wouldn’t help me recover. It would only make me more ill, which was absolutely against the idea of recuperating. After giving a few gentle stretches, I carefully removed myself from the sheets of my bed. I still had to be very cautious with my actions. My wounds, partially healed, still, stung if I used my body to the extreme. I was in the middle of fixing my bed when a knock came upon my door. “Enter,” I answered, taking a last look at the bed. The door opened and as I turned, Gonzalo entered. “Good morning, Your Highness,” he bowed the moment he stepped foot inside my room. “Good morning, Gonzalo,” I walked towards him. “How is everything today?” “Everything is on schedule, Your Highness,” Gonzalo replied. “Your parents are currently in a
I bit my inner cheek as I avoided her gaze. I knew that look on her face right now and she wasn’t amused. “Robert?” a stern voice came out from her lips. I sighed in defeat, looking at her apologetically. “Would you mind explaining to me why Gonzalo entered your room with a stack of reports?” she asked as she gestured at Gonzalo briefly. “As I said, Mother, I’ve been feeling better since last week. And instead of staying in bed or doing nothing the whole day, I figured I could go back to my reports,” I explained. “Robert, your father and I already gave out orders for you to be exempted from royal duties until we see fit,” she scolded. “Why do you keep defying our orders? Is that hard to follow?” “Mother, it’s not that I want to disobey your orders,” I protested. “But what you want me to do will just keep me sick for a much longer time. If I continue to do nothing, I will never truly heal.” “But do you have to do an immediate stack of reports on your first day out of
An hour had passed and Gonzalo was writing across from me. He nibbled on the end of his pen as he thought of what he should put into the speech. “Gonzalo?” I called out. “Yes, Your Highness? Do you need anything?” he quickly looked up to me. “No, I’m perfectly fine,” I smiled. “I’m just a bit concerned and confused because you seem to be struggling with the speech.” “I’m trying to create something that you requested specifically, young prince,” he replied, looking down at his speech. “I guess writing speeches isn't as easy as I thought it would be.” “Gonzalo, as I mentioned, you don’t have to create a perfect one. All you have to do is the foundation for the speech and I will do the rest,” I answered with a smile. A knock on the door interrupted our conversation. “Who is it?” I spoke. The door creaked open and my page entered, carrying a scroll with two hands in front of him, his arms stretched forward. “Your Highness,” he bowed with his arms still stretched forward.