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Chapter One I looked at myself in the full length mirror leaning against the painted blue wall. I still haven't quite gotten used to living in my castle again after the coronation incident. I shifted uncomfortably in my new teal suit. "Put on a smile." I whispered to myself. "You'll do fine. You have nothing to hide anymore.
I loud knock rang from my door. "Yes?" I answered.
"Queen Mora is here, your highness" Reported David, my butler.
"Very well." I walked down the long spiraling staircase to greet my new royal guest. I hope this thing goes by smoothly. You see, I once broke a trade with Weasle Town, (Did I say that outloud? I meant Weslton.) and we lost access to many valuable resources, and although my kingdom hasn't felt the pinch yet, the sooner we find a new trading partner the better.
I walked across the foyer to greet Queen Mora of Ild islands. Her skin was a warm chestnut brown with glinting gold tribal tattoos that sparked life to the solid white walls around her. Her hair was bright, pin straight, and fire red with streaks of yellow and orange. Her hair was also half shaved as it was common on the islands to do. Perhaps the most dazzling feature she had was her gorgeous, sun-yellow eyes. They seemed bright enough to blind you if you stared at them for too long.
"King Eli of Arendale, your highness." I bowed respectfully, and I suddenly noticed a tall, stocky man trail in behind Mora. His skin was a few shades darker than her's, and his head was shaved as well. His eyes were blood red and by that glaring look on his face, I felt as if he was out for my blood. "Um...with all due respect sir, but who are you?" I asked politely trying not to set him off.
"I am Mora's finance, Voldso." He announced authoritatively.
"I see now. If you all will come and follow me, we have much to discuss." I motioned them to me. I turned back only to see Voldso escorting Mora along. They were quite an odd couple I guess. Compared to Voldso, Mora looked more like a child since she had a thin, flat chest only to be balanced with wide-set hips. She was also very short, no more than about five feet tall, and she wasn't even that young to begin with (twenty years old). That's a year younger than me! In contrast, Valso was easily over six-and-a-half feet tall with a muscular build that most Ild men had.
I showed them to the dining room where the feast had been set out to welcome them. Voldso's face lit up with excitement as he walked off with Mora to the table. "We'll be eating as soon as my brother comes back."
That is, if he ever comes back.
I pulled Maria, one of our trusted maids, aside and whispered, "Have you heard anything from Andrew yet?"
She softly chuckled. "Calm down your highness. He should be here any moment. You know Eli, if you hadn't required Andrew court Kristi for a year before marriage, she'd live here and you wouldn't be having this problem."
"And have a repeat of what happened with Hanna? Tch, I'll pass, thank you."
It was then that I heard a loud clamor of plates and a "Yelp!" I knew far too well. I rushed into the dining room and find Andrew covered in food along with two waiters and several dishes that once had food on them. I pinched the bridge of my nose in irritation.
What am I going to do with this boy?