Gardens and weed

117K 9.4K 1.6K
                                    

~Daniel~

"With all due respect, go fück yourself."

Marcus took that as an invitation to stab me with another pin.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I winced.

"It's tradition to wear robes for the engagement." Marcus said, dryly. "Forgive me for not being an expert at making a human burrito."

In about one hour, I'd be getting engaged looking like Red Riding Hood. Fantastic.

"I miss my pants." I said, wistfully. "And my alcohol."

"Don't we all." Marcus muttered.

Ten minutes later, the butler was done making me look like a cloth ghost but from the Victorian era.

I peeked in the mirror. The robes were dark red with a gold lining. I cringed.

Xavier's going to have a field day with this.

There was a knock. Marcus opened the door and the temperature inside dropped about five degrees.

"Where is my son?"

King Anton Grigori slowly entered, leaning on his cane. He was a frail man with salt and pepper hair but presence shouted power. Marcus and I bowed in respect to the Crown King of Europe.

"He's here, Your Grace." I hesitated. "He isn't ready yet-"

"How many years?" Anton coughed. "Where is my son?"

"I need time." I said. "I'll convince him. I promise."

He stared out the window.

"You always listen to me." He zoned out. "You're a good boy. You'll make a good king, son."

I led him out and called for a maid. He kept going.

"Just like your mother. Yes, you're a good boy."

I felt tremors as I held his hand.

"You're a good boy, Xavier."

I sighed, as the maid helped him to his chamber.

The King often slipped into these 'episodes'. I knew he'd never been kind to Xavier when he was growing up.

So naturally, I felt like crap when he mistook me for his son.

Despite the man's illness, Xavier deserved to hear this from his father.

"Alcohol?" Marcus offered me a glass.

"Pants?" I countered, downing it.

"Don't push it." He held the door open. "Time for your grand entry, sire."

Great. I thought, groaning. All I'm missing now is a broom and the cackling.

The ceremony wasn't too bad. Alexandra looked stunning in her white robes. As per tradition, we read our oaths, exchanged rings and greeted each other's families.

Smoke and Mirrors : Royal Angels IDonde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora