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Chapter 7: Wrath
Koran sat in his office nervously as he waited for his next appointment to arrive. He glanced at the clock as the chime for 4:00 tolled. Right on time, there was a knock at the door. "Enter," called the royal advisor.
Nanny walked through the door and greeted Koran with a warm smile. "Good afternoon, Koran. How are you? To what do I owe the opportunity of getting summoned to see you?"
Koran swallowed nervously. "Well," he began slowly. "Prince Cedric came to see me after his outing with the princess."
"I knew it! I knew it!" Nanny interrupted as she clapped her hands together excitedly. "I knew that it was only a matter of time. It looks like we have a wedding to plan."
"Nanny! Nanny! Wait, hold on," Koran held up both hands to get the excited governess's attention. Nanny stopped her celebrating and looked at Koran. He continued, "On the contrary. Prince Cedric came to me to withdraw his request to court Allura."
"What? What? Oh, no!" Nanny was on the verge of tears. "Please don't tell me it has anything to do with any of those hooligans!" Nanny snapped.
Koran took a deep breath as he stood and walked over to the window. Several moments passed before Koran turned to Nanny and explained, "Prince Cedric withdrew his courtship of the Princess because he is pretty sure that Allura and Commander Kogane have feelings for each other. I did a little investigation of my own and I was able to witness what he saw."
"That, that, that mongrel!" Nanny spat out the word. "How dare he compromise the virtue of the Princess of Arus!"
"Nanny," Koran sighed, exasperated. "Nothing inappropriate has happened. The Princess's virtue is intact. What I saw were two people who looked like they belonged together. It was the way they talked and laughed; the ease with which they held themselves in each other's company. It reminded me of our great King and fair Queen. There is love between Allura and Keith."
Nanny sat there in a huff with her arms crossed severely across her chest. "But he is not of royalty, Koran!" Nanny scowled. "Have we confirmed what you thought you had witnessed?"
"Yes, Nanny," Koran replied. "I have. I spoke at length with Keith, and he admitted that he has developed feelings beyond friendship for the princess. Though nothing has been confirmed, he is pretty sure she returns his feelings. I have given my blessing for him to court Allura." Koran stopped and waited for Hurricane Nanny.
"You what?" she shouted. "But Koran, he is not a prince. Allura is supposed to marry a prince!"
"'Unless the commoner is deemed worthy,'" Koran read from the Arussian Chronicles which held the laws of Arus. He showed the page to Nanny. "Even you can't deny that Keith has proven his worth. After all he has done for Arus, for the princess, for you and for me…" Koran's voice trailed off.
Nanny sat in the chair for several minutes. She dabbed at the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief. "I have always known there was something between the princess and the commander," she finally relented. "He brings out the best in her. He will make a worthy husband and a fair and just king!" Nanny burst into tears. "Oh, my baby is going to be a bride."
"Now wait, Nanny," Koran stopped her. "We are not planning a wedding yet. Keith and Allura are just now realizing that what they have is more than friendship. I just gave him permission to court her. I wanted to sit down and talk to you to let you know that he has my approval. I also wanted to make sure that you wouldn't interfere."
Nanny looked at Koran angrily. "Why on earth would you worry about that?"
"Nanny," Koran shook his head. "You just got done calling him a mongrel and were ready to skin him for ruining the virtue of the princess." He chuckled.
"Well, I can't help it if I am fiercely protective of the princess," Nanny scoffed at Koran. She rolled her eyes and then smiled at Koran. "I give my word that I will not interfere. If all goes well, we will be planning a wedding sooner than later." Glancing at the clock, Nanny stood up suddenly. "Ack!" she exclaimed. "I really must go and see about dinner." She turned abruptly and headed for the door.
"Thank you for your time this afternoon, Nanny," Koran called after her. "I look forward to a delicious dinner."
The only reply he got was a dismissive wave of her hand.