"But according to our constitution, the Crown is above all. We must respect our King's decision... And with that I am running again for the position under the same party, the Democratic Party."
It seemed that the Prime Minister was seeking sympathy with his speech. Last night, as what she understood, Madrid Anselmo impulsively decided to seek an reelection in the middle of their meeting.
"That man is now looking for sympathy from the public, huh?" She looked back and saw her husband already standing at the living room with them, his arms crossed. He looked disappointed while watching the news at the television.
"What are you going to do now, your majesty? It seemed the public didn't like your impulsive decision." Lady Violetta suddenly commented. Madrid Anselmo sighed.
"Later, Sir Montez, my advisor, arranged me a meeting with the opposite party leader, Labor Party's Mr. Mirko Govender. I'm going to discuss to him with the matter."
"You're going to support the Labor party?" Fia asked him, confused. The last election where PM Sto. Domingo first won, the opposite party was the Labor Party. The Labor Party didn't appease to the public due to its strict ways and rules.
"I don't have a choice," he took a deep breath. "At Ortiz de Rozaz palace, there are already a lot of people protesting outside, Gonzalo called me earlier. There are a lot of protests happening now around the country. The public didn't receive well my decision. And now, with PM Sto. Domingo's speech, he's inducing the people to protest or even to rebel."
"Your majesty, now, you're my son-in-law, I want to voice out an advice," Lady Violetta interrupted, closing the newspaper she was reading, "I've been the the patriarch of the House Snowdon since my husband, the Earl Snowdon, died several years ago. One thing I learned for being the head of a family is to think first then feel. To think every words that would come from your mouth. To disregard emotions in making every important decision unless necessary. You do not mix wisdom with emotion - and that's how House Snowdon remained in the aristocratic line."
"Every decision you are going to make is going to affect everyone as you are not an Earl nor a Duke nor a Prince. You are the King. You lead the whole country."
●👑●Ortiz de Rozaz Palace
"Where are you going now, Natalie?" Phaedron Lukas asked as he was buttoning the shirt he was wearing. Earlier, he called Natalie his usual service to him again. "Since Sofia Elena is not here so you won't be working as her personal assistant today." He added and quickly wore his pants.
"Where I'm going or what I am going to do is not anymore part of my service, your highness," Natalie answered him, buttoning up her clothes as well. Phaedron somehow was suprised at her answer. The usual Natalie would sulk how terrible her life is... Now, she changed. Just after their vacation in Batanes, away from the public eye, Natalie is acting different.
He stopped and folded his arms, "Now, you're talking back."
"No, I am just doing my job," she answered then gave him a tight smile. "I have to go now, your highness."
But before Natalie could even go out from his room, he immediately grabbed her arm and pinned her into the wall. Natalie tried to escape from him but it was no use.
"As if I didn't know that you're conspiring with my mother," he held her chin up. "What are you up to, huh, Natalie? Why the fuck are you conspiring with my mother?"
"What I'm going to do with my life is none of your business, Phaedron Lukas," she answered him. Nagkasalubong na rin ang mga kilay nito habang nakatitig sa kanya. "I'm just a fucking whore so why would you care on what I am going to do?"
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The King (Finished)
Historical Fiction(Finished) When modern Philippines is a semi-constitutional monarchy and royalty is a thing. After the death of his father, King Julian and his older sister, Princess Tamara, who was supposed to be the heir to the throne, the wild and rebellious you...
Chapter 25
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