Disagreements
"Built man! Finished, the love-birds can move in tomorrow." King Malachite answered King Darien.
"Tomorrow? But Malachite, they're not even married yet." King Darien protested.
"Take care of that tonight, to the wedding!" King Malachite exclaimed.
But King Darien simply had to protest.
"Now hold on, Malachite, I haven't even seen my daughter yet," King Darien protested. "and you're taking her away from me."
"Getting my Zoisite aren't you?" King Malachite asked King Darien.
"Yes, but..." King Darien began.
"Want to see your grandchildren, and I want to see my nieces & nephews, don't we?" King Malachite asked King Darien.
"Of course, but..." King Darien began.
"There's no time to lose! Getting on in years, to the wedding!" King Malachite cheered.
"Now be reasonable, Malachite, after all, Hisako knows nothing about this." King Darien said in protest.
"Well?" King Malachite asked King Darien impatiently.
"Well, it may come as quite a shock..." King Darien began.
Now, King Malachite was getting angry with King Darien.
"Shock? My Zoisite a shock? What's wrong with my Zoisite?" King Malachite asked King Darien.
"Nothing, Malachite, I only meant..." King Darien began.
"Why, doesn't your daughter like my brother?" King Malachite asked angrily.
"Now, now..." King Darien began.
"I'm not so sure my brother likes your daughter!" King Malachite said to King Darien.
"Now, see here..." King Darien began.
"I'm not so sure my nieces & nephews want you for a grandfather!" King Malachite snapped ferociously at King Darien.
"Why, you unreasonable, pompous, blustering, old windbag!" King Darien snapped at King Malachite.
"Unreasonable, pompous... " King Malachite said, grabbing a fish off the dining table and holding it as if it was a sword. "en garde, sir!"
King Darien spied a dinner plate and picked it up, he began to use it as a shield.
"I warn you, Malachite, this means war." King Darien said.
The two friends started to fight, fish against plate, then abruptly broke into laughter.
"What's this all about anyway?" King Malachite asked King Darien.
"Nothing Malachite, absolutely nothing." King Darien answered.
"The children are bound to fall in love with each other." King Malachite said to King Darien.
"Precisely, and as for grandchildren and nieces & nephews, I'll have the royal woodcarvers start work on the cradle tomorrow." King Darien said to King Malachite.
"Splendid! King size, of course." King Malachite said to King Darien.
"Certainly, to the woodcarver's guild!" King Darien exclaimed.
The two kings could hear the sound of Jedite snoring loudly as Neflite, King Darien's royal herald came into the dining hall.
"His royal highness, Prince Zoisite!" Neflite announced happily.
"Zoisite?" King Malachite asked.
"He's back, Malachite." King Darien said.
King Malachite raced down the stairs to meet his younger brother.
"Zoisite! Zoisite! Zoisite, hold, Zoisite!" King Malachite called out.
The 16-year-old prince dismounted Goliath.
"I'm back from my ride, Malachite!" Prince Zoisite said.
"Hurry, boy, hurry, and change in something suitable, can't meet your future bride looking like that." King Malachite said to Prince Zoisite firmly.
"Well, I have met her, Brother." Prince Zoisite protested to King Malachite.
"You have? Where?" King Malachite asked Prince Zoisite curiously.
"Once upon a dream." Prince Zoisite answered King Malachite.
Prince Zoisite began to waltz with King Malachite.
"Oh Zoisite, stop it, stop that, why, Zoisite," King Malachite asked. "now, what's all this dream nonsense?"
Prince Zoisite stopped dancing with his older brother, "It wasn't a dream, Malachite, I really did meet her!" he protested.
"Princess Hisako? Good heavens, we must tell Darien & Serena! Why this is the most..." Malachite began.
"I didn't say it was Hisako." Prince Zoisite said to King Malachite.
"You most certainly did, you said..." King Malachite began.
"I said I met the girl I was going to marry, I don't know who she was, a peasant girl I suppose." Prince Zoisite clarified.
"A peasant g-g-girl? You're going to marry a... why Zoisite, you're joking! Aren't you?" King Malachite asked.
"No, Brother, I'm not joking." Prince Zoisite protested.
"You can't do this to me! Give up the throne, the kingdom, for some, some nobody? By Harry, I won't have it, you're a prince, and you're going to marry a princess!" King Malachite said to Prince Zoisite.
"Now Brother, you're living in the past, this is the fourteenth century, nowadays..." Prince Zoisite said to King Malachite.
"Nowadays I'm still the king, and I command you to come to your senses." King Malachite said to Prince Zoisite.
"And marry the girl I love." Prince Zoisite said to King Malachite.
"Exactly!" King Malachite exclaimed.
"Good bye, Brother!" Prince Zoisite called out, riding off again.
"Good bye, Brother! Marry the girl you... no, no, Zoisite, stop," King Malachite called out. "come back, hold Zoisite! Zoisite! Oh, how will I ever tell Darien?"