My King

Chapter Four: The Ball....

Akia rushed out of the kings chambers as soon as she set his tray of food on his wooden desk. Luckily Theo was taking his afternoon nap when Akia walked in. The young servant did not want to face him or even talk to the King at all.

"What's is the rush servant?"

Akia turned away from the closed wooden door to see a young man with beautiful blue eyes like Fran, black long hair that stopped to his broad shoulders. He was tall, strong and his demeanor screams out royalty and power.

Akia had no choice to curtsy to the young man and keep her head bowed in respect. She didn't answer the young man; obviously to scared of talking to someone with so much power and dominance.

"Answer my question, servant! Why was you rushing out of my brother's chamber!?"

Akia shivered in fear before answering his question. "I- the king was sleeping and I did not want to wake him." It came out as a whisper.

The young prince huffed. "Next time I won't ask you again." He warned as he looked down at Akia with a disgusted look on his face. The young prince was definitely powerful and like his father, he despised lower class individuals such as Akia and other workers in and outside the castle. The young king called himself a Nobleman..

Akia said a silent sorry before walking past the young prince and to the stone stair case that directly guide you to the busy kitchen.

The young print grumbled words under his breath before opening the close door. "Brother, wake up." He ordered as he closed the door.

King Theo steered underneath his cozy blankets. "Go away George. You know it's my time to rest."

"Oh, do you want a bottle after your nape?" Prince George opened the curtains. The beaming sun hits King Theo's face, making him squeeze his eyes shut and groan.

"Darn George." The young king shield his eyes from the horrible sun. "Has my meal arrived?"

"Yes brother. But I advice you not to eat it."

King Theo walked over to the wooden desk that held his warm meal. "And why not, brother?"

"A silly maid rushed out your chambers. I suspected she poisoned the food."

King Theo shook his head in disagreement. "No, Akia would not do such a thing-"

Prince George scoffed; cutting his older brother off. "The servant has a name. Like father said, we should never name the workers."

Theo gripped the desk edges in anger. Him and his brother never see eye to eye in a lot of situations. Especially when Theo became king instead of George. They would always argue, such as ruling, the armies and other territories. Things that involves being a leader.

"She is not just a worker." Theo mumbled under his breath, hoping his brother did not hear him. But George did.

"Don't tell me you are fondued with this...servant girl. Especially when you are soon to be married to the princess of Spain." Prince George stated.

King Theo huffed. "I'm having second thoughts, brother. About this whole marriage."

"Why is that? You think you and the servant can have a future together as husband and wife. You think the both of you can live in the palace and rule with mixed breed children? You can not brother. Think about it, you are a King she is a Servant. She can't even be a mistress, the only thing she is to you is a quick fuck and nothi-" Prince George was not able to finish his sentence when King Theo's wrapped his huge hand around his thin neck and pinned him on the table; making the young terrified prince look up at his furious King.