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King Demetrius

Chapter 3

"I can't believe my father isn't coming?"

"Don't worry, Demetrius." He looked down at the woman standing next to him. "You'll do fine. I believe in you."

He wished somehow he could tell her he didn't care. If he were smart he would be married to the girl of his dreams, Misty."I wish I could tell you how much that means to me." Literally, he thought.

"Did it work?"

"No. Not really."

"Yeah I thought so." Demetrius smiled. "But don't worry because in a couple of hours this will be over."

"That's right, espicially since your best friend is here." He couldn't say her name because he knew he would blank out. Thats the last thing he needs to do now.

"I know. Me and Misty have alot of catching up to do. We haven't talked in months."

"You mean hours. She was just here last night, remember. You spent hours last night talking to her."

"Oh right. That was last night wasn't it?"

He smiled and nodded at her stupidity. He would know. He was lusting for her and it was a feeling Elanora could never fix. All he could do now is make it seem like she means something because that's what every girl wants and needs especially when they're maried.

"I remember because I missed my wife last night." He took her hands and kissed them both. He looked her in the eyes. He imagined they were Misty's cearlean blue eyes. He missed those eyes. He kissed Elanora imagining they were Misty's soft lips. They shared a kissed. Elanora felt it was wonderful just as Demetrius felt. The only difference was that Demetruis imagined it was Misty he was kissing. When they pulled apart, he looked at Elanora remembering it was her. "I love you, Eli." he said sweetly. This made her blush and him smile.

"Your highnesses." They both looked at the servant. "It's time."

"Well I guess it is time."

"Don't worry. You'll do fine. I promise."

They entered the court room and sat on their thrones. While they entered, everyone bowed afterall they were royality.

"Hello, Andrew."

"It's Drew. Your highness. Just Drew."

"Okay then, Drew. Is the king of France ready to accept my challenge to war for his land?"

"He refuses war. France is a peaceful kingdom. And this king is a true peacemaker. He doesn't wish for war. He says thing he'll fight for is daughters and to defend his country."

"What if I said, I captured one of his daughter?"

"Your highness, I don't think we should. If we capture one of his daughter, that will truely anger him and the soliders aren't ready for another war. We just ended the Hundred Year War against them less than 100 years ago."

"My great grandfather would have won the war if it wasn't for that Joan of Arc. Anyway, I already have kidnapped one of the princess. Bring her in."

The guards dragged in the girl that was attached to chains. "Bow to the king."

"Bow to this evil king. I shall not." the princess said. "When my father hears about this, Medeci will burn in flames and you... You king and your queen will be hung like you did to Joan of Arc-"

"You're not the girl I thought you'd be." Demetrius stood and stepped down to her. She spit at him. "Definately not the girl I thought you were."

"I am no girl."

"What is your name, girl?"

"You don't need to know."

"I will name you, then. What name should we name her, my queen?"

"I've always liked the name May."

"Then that's what it shall be. May."

"I will not be named. I am no dog. If it is anything you the king of Medeci is the dog!"

"Have you no sanity to insult me in my own castle." May looked at him angerly. "Guards Bring her to the dungeon and wip her like a prisoner and leave her down there to rot."

"Sir. I don't think-"

"Please, Drew. Just ready the army. Prepare them for another war. Because if they don't retaliate, I'll have to take over."

"This is the eldest daughter of the King. You will anger him. Their armies will fight to the death. He will surely-"

"I don't need your opinion. I need you to ready the army. That is your job. I wil excuse this only because you are young and you do not know."

"Yes sir I apologise."

The king nodded and sat on his throne. The King called for a servant. He stood away from his wife and whispered, "Bring the princess to my chamber in the east wing away from Elanor." The serveant nodded and the king sat back to his seat. He then said to Drew. "You are dismissed."

Drew nodded his head, bowing and walked out of the court room towards the dungeon. "Sir," the servant said with a plate in his hands. "Your lunch."

"Thank you. You may go. I'll eat in the court yard." He lied and watched the servant walk away. He walked down the hidden staircase into the dungeon. There he seen the princess. She was beautiful with long brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She was currently knealt on the floor in pain from the whip she had just recieved. A delicate flower treated like an evil theif. He watched the guards kick, stomp on her and spit at her. "Guards!" The thre looked up at Drew and then stood in a line. "She is a prisoner. Yes, but she is still a princess. She will not be tresated like dirt. Do you understand?!"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

"Good. Now go back to your post!" The guards hurried back to their post. Drew looked at the guards. Then at May. He looked at her with soft looked at him scared. He knealt down to her and looked her in the eyes. In her eyes, Drew saw fright and worry. She was scared of him. "Are you okay?" She didn't speak. "You must be hungary. Here you go."

"I can't. This is-"

"Just eat it. You ned it much more than I do."

"Thank you." she whispered. He nodded. She poked at the food and then started eating.

"I just came to tell you, the king wants you in his chambers later this evening."

"What? Why-"

"I don't know. Just don't make him mad. He's done some insane things since he married Elanora."

"Like what? I shutter to think what he could have done."

"He stuck a knife at his brother's neck when they were fighting about a week ago. I don't want that to happen to you." Drew thought about what he had just said and he thought it was a bad choise of words. It was already too late to take back the words he said.

"Well, Thank you good sir. You are very kind."

"Your welcome." Drew stood. "Remember what I said. And if they hurt you again just tell me." The girl knodded and watched Drew walk up the stairs. Though she didn't know his name she knew he was very kind. She thought, 'why couldn't every man in the world be like him?'


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