A mean king, a drunk and a sleeping loony: Chapter Two.
Hello all. This is a very short chapter but i didn't want to drag on the birth. With this story it goes in more to the fairies, prince and sleeping beauty, hence the reason for chapters. I hope you like it so far. Rhia.
Those nine crazy months past and the Queen was now in labor.
The Queen and her King were in the royal sleeping chamber with a fat cubby little nurse standing above the Queen getting ready to deliver the newborn.
The King held is wife's hand as she lay on the bed, screwing up her face and panting.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The Queen screamed as the baby started to come into the world.
"Bloody pixies, ferrets and fairy floss!"
The Nurse looked at the Queen in alarm.
"Miss! That's no way for a lady to behave!"
As the nurse said these words, a little baby girl entered the world. She had beautiful blonde hair, rosy cheeks, long eyelashes and bright blue eyes. If that wasn't enough she had a cute button nose and she was covered in blood. The Nurse wrapped her up in a blanket and gave her to the near faint Queen. The Queen took her daughter in her arms and looked up at The King,
"Isn't she just divine Alfred?"
The King looked down at his daughter. Divine? The King asked himself. This kid will be nagging me until the day I die…well maybe the day she dies…The King smirked before replying to his wife.
"Yes Trudy she's nice…a bit cubby." He added with disgust. The nurse gasped and the Queen snapped.
"You can't talk you big piece of shi-"
"Your Highnesses!" The nurse said as the King went to lunged at his wife. He thought better of it and said sweetly.
"It doesn't matter if she's a bit cubby…she will grow out of it."
The Queen smiled at her husband.
"That's more like it. Now what to call her?"
The King had many names, waste of time, piglet, and money taker…
"What about Ainsley?" The Queen asked.
"Meh." Was all the King could say.