A/N: Okay, chapter two is up. Sorry if I'm a little slow at
updating, but school is back in session and I have quizes and tests and
homework and etc... You know the feeling.
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The boredom of this woman was truly amazing. She droned on and on about her pitiful kingdom while he sat, nodding in agreement at all the right times. The only thing he found truly amusing about her was her incredible size. He had never seen anyone quite like that before.
"Yes, with this new power Alexandria will be the imperial kingdom!" she stated enthusiastically, waving her arms in expressive bliss and triumph.
"Of course, your majesty, but I will need permission to extract them from her when she is ready."
The Queen of Alexandria looked back at him blankly; she had been broken from her previous act of dancing in nauseating joy. Understanding dawned upon her blubbery face. "Oh, of course." she said before turning back to dancing around the room like a royal fool.
"Then I shall begin preparing immediately." Kuja said rising from his seat in a stiff armchair. "It will take some time, you know."
In truth, he just wanted to get out of this mad house of a castle and away from its lunatic of a queen.
"Yes! Yes!" the Queen cried from the other side of the rather large room where she was still dancing in sickening ecstasy.
Kuja groaned. "They I shall meet with you again at a later time. Good-bye, your majesty."
He bowed deeply and then exited the room into the main entrance. How had he gotten landed with doing business with a totally insane woman such as this? Is Garland trying my authority? Do I even have authority?!
His flow of thoughts stopped abruptly when he saw a girl sitting on the stairs reading an old, worn book entitled 'I Want to be Your Canary' by Lord Avon. Her long, luxurious brown hair hung past her shoulders and down her back. Large, dark brown eyes slid from left to right as she read the book. The skirts of her white gown pooled around her delicate ankles as she sat, oblivious of her observer.
So this is the princess? Amazing...
He finally tore his eyes away from her and marched through the large doors of the castle into the brilliant sunlight.
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Princess Garnet Til Alexandros XVII sat reading the script of Lord Avon's play that she would see tonight in the castle in honor of her sixteenth birthday. She also saw the man with the silver-white hair watching her.
Who was that? I have never seen him-or anyone with his sense of style- around Alexandria... I'll go ask mother....
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A/N: I'm in the process of writing chapter three right now....
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The boredom of this woman was truly amazing. She droned on and on about her pitiful kingdom while he sat, nodding in agreement at all the right times. The only thing he found truly amusing about her was her incredible size. He had never seen anyone quite like that before.
"Yes, with this new power Alexandria will be the imperial kingdom!" she stated enthusiastically, waving her arms in expressive bliss and triumph.
"Of course, your majesty, but I will need permission to extract them from her when she is ready."
The Queen of Alexandria looked back at him blankly; she had been broken from her previous act of dancing in nauseating joy. Understanding dawned upon her blubbery face. "Oh, of course." she said before turning back to dancing around the room like a royal fool.
"Then I shall begin preparing immediately." Kuja said rising from his seat in a stiff armchair. "It will take some time, you know."
In truth, he just wanted to get out of this mad house of a castle and away from its lunatic of a queen.
"Yes! Yes!" the Queen cried from the other side of the rather large room where she was still dancing in sickening ecstasy.
Kuja groaned. "They I shall meet with you again at a later time. Good-bye, your majesty."
He bowed deeply and then exited the room into the main entrance. How had he gotten landed with doing business with a totally insane woman such as this? Is Garland trying my authority? Do I even have authority?!
His flow of thoughts stopped abruptly when he saw a girl sitting on the stairs reading an old, worn book entitled 'I Want to be Your Canary' by Lord Avon. Her long, luxurious brown hair hung past her shoulders and down her back. Large, dark brown eyes slid from left to right as she read the book. The skirts of her white gown pooled around her delicate ankles as she sat, oblivious of her observer.
So this is the princess? Amazing...
He finally tore his eyes away from her and marched through the large doors of the castle into the brilliant sunlight.
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Princess Garnet Til Alexandros XVII sat reading the script of Lord Avon's play that she would see tonight in the castle in honor of her sixteenth birthday. She also saw the man with the silver-white hair watching her.
Who was that? I have never seen him-or anyone with his sense of style- around Alexandria... I'll go ask mother....
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A/N: I'm in the process of writing chapter three right now....