Thought I'd make a short fanfic about Cedric and why he hates King Roland so much.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sofia the First or any of its characters. Those belong to Disney.
King Roland and I never got along. Everyone see him as the handsome monarch who could do no wrong, but if you had known him like I did, you would see that he was a royal pain.
As children, King Roland (prince in those days) would always pick on me. I would either be playing by myself or practicing a spell when Roland would come over to kick me, push me in the mud, poke fun at me, or anything in those lines. It always made me nervous and frustrated that he would take advantage of me being so small and weak compared to him.
My sweet, supportive mother always encouraged me to get back at my enemies and take my revenge, despite my father's disapproval (we never really got along that much either). However, whenever I tried to do exactly what my mother told me, I'd get nervous and my plans usually go wrong. Even when my plans actually do go right, being a lesser to the royal family, I would often get in trouble from Roland's parents. No matter what I tried, the torment never seized; not even as Roland and I got older.
I was never very lucky with women. It wasn't enough that I had a long nose and a small, twig-like body; I also had to be clumsy, nervous, and shy. I did gain some friendship with a girl, but it wasn't long until Roland came and snatched her away. I wasn't that surprised though; a sorcerer who's only good at mere parlor tricks was nothing in comparison to a crowned prince who would eventually make the girl he married queen, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt any less.
What hurt more was not being able to save her. The day she gave birth to Prince James and Princess Amber, she started to slip away. I was called on to create a potion to save the queen, but no matter what I tried, I couldn't get the potion right and she ending up dying. King Roland blamed me for her death and never forgave me for it. I do feel responsible for her passing, but I was just as upset as he was when she died.
King Roland never took his eye off of me since then. Always watching me to see if I would mess up. No matter how much I tried casting my spells, his watchful eye never seems to leave me and my spells wouldn't turn out as planned. The king never gave me a chance to prove myself, hence I never could let myself do the same.
Because King Roland looked down at me, so did everyone else. I cannot tell you how much anger fuels me with their teasing, but soon they'll all pay. Once I have the Amulet of Avalor, I'll show everyone, especially King Roland that I'm worth something. I will be King Cedric the Great.
Sorry its so short. Anyways, please R&R.