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The Problem and the Ball

The Queen was sitting near the window inside her room. She was dressed in a regal white ball gown, with ornate designs on the sides. She was humming, excited for the ball. It was Blymarix's turn to host the annual United kingdoms ball, and she was looking forward to it. Especially since Prince Gil was going to find himself a suitable wife. In her opinion, she couldn't be happier. The knocking and opening of her bedroom door interrupted her from her musings.

It was Kyle, one of the royal guards. Kyle bowed down to the queen, and spoke.

"Your Majesty, sorry to disturb you…but it seems that we have a problem." He said, still kneeling before the Queen.

The Queen turned to fully look at the loyal guard kneeling before her.

"Is that so? Well, please tell me what our problem is. Is it Prince Gil? Or is it Prince Vincent? Or is it King Arthur?" At this, her voice became laced with worry and fear.

"No…" The guard's voice was hesitant, "Well yes. It kind of involves Prince Gil and Prince Vincent."

The Queen's eyebrow rose. "Do I hear hesitation in your voice, Kyle? What do you mean, that it kind of involves Prince Gil and Prince Vincent?"

"Well, don't worry milady, they didn't get into any trouble."

The Queen gave a sigh of relief. "Well then what is it, Kyle? I'm losing my patience here."

"It's about Prince Gil, Prince Vincent…" The guard's voice suddenly lowered in volume. "…and Sara, milady."

"Sara, you say? That charming young lady…hmm, she didn't do anything wrong did she? She looked kind, nice, and she seemed like a hard worker. I really should thank her for taking care of Gil…when he had the measles. Lord knows how worried I and King were when Gil was sick." The Queen was smiling. "She seemed like not the type to annoy Prince Gil unlike his last personal maid. Sara…I consider her a daughter…for taking care of Prince Gil."

"Sra didn't do anything wrong milady…it's just that…"

"Just what?" the Queen asked, impatiently. The Queen wanted the conversation to be over since she wanted to check up on her two sons, and make sure that her sons were going to the ball unlike last time when they had to look for the two princes just to get them to go to the ball.

Kyle cleared his throat and continued. "Lately, I have…discovered something. I discovered that…well, it has come to my attention that Prince Gil might be attracted to Sara."

"To Sara?" the Queen's voice was dubious.

The guard nodded his affirmation and continued. " Yes, your majesty. But…Prince Vincent…"

"What about him?"

"I suspect that he may be attracted to Sara too. Just like Prince Gil."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Interesting." The Queen said, fully immersed in her thoughts. "And so…what is the problem, Kyle?"

"Well, I may be wrong milady…but aren't Princes supposed to get married to duchesses and princesses? Not same maid like Sara."

"Kyle…" The Queen paused, thinking about the right words to say. "…There is no problem. First of all, Sara is no threat to either of my sons for they are merely attracted to her. Neither of my two sons are going to get married with her, so relax…Kyle." The Queen pursed her lips. "I have something to ask you."

"Yes, your highness?"

"Well…is Sara showing any indication that she is reciprocating the feelings of Prince Gil, or Prince Vincent?"

"Well, I think that she is reciprocating feelings toward Prince Gil…however, I think Prince Vincent annoys her. Of why, I'm not certain." said Kyle. He paused, and asked. "Milady, are you sure that Sara isn't a threat?"

The Queen smiled. "Of course not. She wouldn't hurt anyone. Proof of that is her being a vegetarian." The Queen stood up. "Besides, even if she liked Prince Gil and Prince Gil liked her, I wouldn't mind. I'm sure the other kingdoms and the king himself wouldn't mind too."

The guard was dubious, and so, he asked. "Isn't there a law forbidding princes marrying women who aren't in the same status as they are?"

"Well…there is a law forbidding them to marry women of lower status…but there is also an addendum to that law." The Queen sat down again, knowing that the conversation wasn't going to end soon. "The addendum states that, and I quote; 'Though stated in the law that princes shall not marry women of the lower status, there is an exception. The law was only made to prohibit princes marrying women who are clearly using the prince's affection for them as a leverage to get what they want, however, if the woman of lower status clearly reciprocates feelings of the prince, the prince and women can marry as long as the woman is not the type to use the prince for her own wants and desires. If the whole kingdom has been mistaken, and the woman is indeed the type to use the prince for her own wants, the other kingdoms shall vote the kingdom of the woman out of the United Kingdoms association, and consider the kingdom as a forbidden place. Power shan't be abused which is why there is a law made for princes not to marry women of the lower status, and so, if the woman is clearly not showing any signs of greed, and feelings are reciprocated, the prince and woman shall marry, provided that the King and Queen of said kingdom, and the parents of the woman agree to the planned marriage.' And Kyle, I am very much sure that Sara isn't the type to use my son."

"So, it's alright with you, milady?"

"Oh yes. Besides, I think I'm more comfortable with Gil marrying Sara than some princess of whose name I don't even know. Sara can be relied on. I'm not so sure about the princesses. Sometimes people like Sara are more dependable than princesses." She pursed her lips. "Besides. Some princesses are known for their greed." The Queen smiled suddenly. "If Prince Gil would like to marry Sara, then so be it. Just as long as he speaks to me and the king first. And just as long as we both agree to it, which I'm sure we both will if given the chance."

The Queen stood up, and went near the door, wanting to check up on her two sons. But then she paused and looked at the guard still kneeling. "And if Gil wants to marry her, then she better give the king and I some grandchildren. It's about damn time you know. I know ladies shouldn't use such crude language, so pardon me Kyle."

At this, the Queen chuckled, and opened the door. She let Kyle go first, and then she went outside herself.