" Father he wants a war." Cecile said intensely to her father. "He is mad and that king, you know his people are going follow his orders, if that war happens we will be no more! He controls a mighty army!"
"My dear child, you worry to much." Her father answered as he walked back from the window. "Cecile, stop pulling my worries on to yourself. You are far to young to be so tense." The king let out a horse laugh.
Cecile brought herself to smile, but her eyes still shown her worry.
King Simon walked back over to his window, he stared down at the village that laid within the castle's walls. " If it's a war he wants, I'll have to fight back."
Simon turned back to his daughter and looked deep into her gray eyes, "you know," he started. "If something where to happen to me, I give all my power to you." He reach out and grabbed and held tight her hands.
"What about Jonah? He is your male heir." Cecile said questionably.
"He is still young, he has much to learn about the world." He responded. "You are a strong woman, a modern day Joan of Arc." King Simon released his daughter hands, and bent over her giving her a kiss on the forehead and he walked away.
Cecile knew she had to do something, but what and at what cost? She knew the army of the land was far smaller than those of King Derek's, there was would be too much blood lost only to lose this war of land.
King Simon knew his daughter was a strong willed, she do anything for her family and her kingdom. She would have made the perfect son, he thought to himself.
That night Cecile pondered ideas and walked back and forth while she did.
Her russet nightgown kept her from moving to fast as she turned when she met the wall.
"This maybe the only thing that may work." She thought aloud. "It will save lives on both sides."
Cecile stop in front of her mirror, she tucked her gown tight around her back so that her feminine curves shown through. She never really thought of herself as pretty of course she rarely ever looked at herself. Her face was almost heart shaped and her small features that seemed to fit into place, as did her long golden hair as it made its way down her shoulders and her upper back where it curled up at the ends.
Her skin was a pinky tone, Cecile looked down at her feet and she giggled as she noticed that her feet where nearly the color violet from walking on the cold granite floor.
"Your highness, we have received news that King Simon will be arriving in less than a fort night." A messenger knight alerts King Derek.
"Ah, whimpering out is his? I knew that silly old man was as weak hearted as my father." Derek said amused, he had been in full power for less then a year and already he was feared by other, or so the thought.