So for any of you who originally read the first chapter, reviewed, favorited, followed, and whatnot...well...I've been a lazy ass and just now actually got up to do this. This chapter has been sitting on my desktop for about a month now after I got it back from Cloud and I haven't touched it. But for any of you who care, the third chapter is already basically halfway done.
The birds chirping loudly outside her window finally roused the golden-haired princess from her deep sleep. Cornflower eyes slowly fluttered open and one hand emerged from beneath the covers to shade them from the glaring sunlight streaming through the crack in her curtains.
Blonde hair pooled out against the white linen sheets and blue eyes stared listlessly up at the familiar ceiling. She found no comfort in staring at the ceiling, the blasted white surface of it painted with pictures depicting the tale of how the Silver Millennium came to be, how the first Serenity claimed the throne after so much bloodshed. She had to admit though, it was a beautiful piece of work and she took time each morning to appreciate it. If but for a few moments of laying in awed silence by its beauty.
Serenity was content to just lie there all day but she knew she had lessons and important business to attend to. She would have to meet with "important" nobles that would seek a chance to claim her hand and the grand title as king of the Silver Alliance. The blonde princess groaned as a knock sounded at her door.
"Come in already," she growled thickly, waving in the visitor despite the door preventing them from seeing her and vise versa. There was a click as the doorknob was turned and the white door was slowly pushed open. A familiar mop of jet black hair emerged from the other side of the door and friendly sea-green eyes met hers.
"I see you're in a happy mood today," Theseus teased as his typical sly smirk formed on his face and Serenity caught a glimpse of perfect white teeth. The boy didn't quite portray the aura that most Neptunian people were known for but likely closer to a Uranian image if not for his eyes and dark hair. It was common knowledge that Uranians usually had blonde or light brown hair and unless she was going bonkers, Serenity was sure Theseus had dark ocean blue hair.
His hair was unkempt and unruly as it usually was and hung down in his face, obscuring his vision every so often. The princess reached out and, with an annoyed flick of her hand, swatted the pesky dark locks away. "You need to get your hair brushed." She commented flatly.
Theseus gave her a lopsided grin. "I believe you could too, Princess."
Serenity clenched her fists and sat up. "Hmph," she crossed her arms indignantly, "I just woke up, what's your excuse?"
The boy chuckled and retreated back into the doorway. "My excuse?" He asked as he did. "Why, my excuse is because I woke up late and had no time to comb it for fear of not being able to wake my dear princess up sooner!"
Experience told him to close the door so when she threw the new violet colored glass vase at him, it shattered against the door to the sounds of his fading laughter. Damn. It had just been replaced too.
Serenity groaned and slid from beneath the sheets of her ever so comfortable bed. "The Queen sent me to tell you that you're expected at breakfast in half an hour!" Theseus piped in from the other side of the door. Apparently he hadn't left, the annoying bastard.
"What?!" Serenity dashed over to her vanity and fumbled in the drawers for her watch, taking enough time to spare a resentful glare at the broken remains of her alarm clock. The time read seven-thirty on the dot. "Theseus!"
She could hear the sound of his footsteps getting farther away and the faint echoes of his laughter. The blonde groaned again as her shoulders sagged in defeat, already preparing herself for the long-winded lecture she was bound to receive for her tardiness. Serenity slumped against the wall of her chamber. It was painted a soft pink color with swirls of slightly darker pink hues dusting its surface.
As suddenly as her sullen mood came, it lifted and the princess shook her head, mentally chastising herself for wasting precious time sulking and skipping over to her large walk-in closet. She hoped she could find something suitable for her mother's tastes that was easy to throw on and quick to accent with accessories. Luckily for her, she was able to find an old, pink sundress she hadn't worn since two summers ago when she'd gone to Venus. It came down to just above her knees with a thick silk ribbon of a darker pink color around the waist and a bow of the same material and color fastened to the back of her right hip.
Serenity slid the dress over her head and slipped a small white sweater on too, making sure not too much of her bare shoulders were exposed. It was inappropriate to show so much skin at a formal meal with the Queen. Or so her mother claimed. She'd seen Setsuna wearing far less while eating dinner with her mother before. Not that she'd been spying of course.
She quickly ran a brush through the tangled golden mess that was her hair and hastened to pin it up in her usual odango style, a style she had taken from her mother. A glance at her watch told her it was seven forty-seven. Serenity grabbed her makeup and sped through the process she usually went through each morning. Her servants would do her actual makeup for the day after breakfast. Besides, she didn't have the time for them at the moment.
Seven fifty-two. She had eight minutes to get to the Queen's formal dining room where she assumed her mother was waiting for her. Perhaps her mother was having a large breakfast and it was being served in the Grand Dining Hall but that was unlikely since the poor girl had just learned of the meal invitation. No. If there was to be a big breakfast, she would have been informed and awoken much earlier by bustling servants and she would've noticed the extra number of guests. Breakfast had to be in her mother's dining hall. If not . . .Serenity cursed softly as she stumbled and nearly fell flat on her butt in the middle of the hallway. The girl slowed her pace slightly but still continued running.
Serenity could see the doors to her mother's dining room just up ahead. Praying that she was on time, the princess paused at the door, leaning against it to catch her breath and wipe away the thin layer of sweat that had formed from sprinting down the halls. She stepped into her shoes that she had long ago realized were terrible for running in and hesitantly began to open the door.
Queen Serenity XVII glanced up from her place at the head of the table as her only daughter pushed open the grand oak doors. She quietly mused to herself how fine they looked with the gold trim that had just been installed around them. Yes. Fine indeed.
The young girl was panting and seemed to be running out of air. The queen couldn't help but giggle at her daughter's apparently rushed breakfast attire. Her odangos were slightly crooked and her makeup was half done. Not to mention her shoes not being all the way on and her dress a bit rumpled.
Serenity met her eyes and a look of confusion swept across cornflower orbs. "What? Where is everyone?" The girl asked, much to her mother's amusement.
The Queen forced down the laughter that was dying to escape from her. "What do you mean?" Her daughter frowned and stumbled over to her usual place at the dining table. As she sat down, she seemed to finally notice that the table was bare save for two vanilla candles.
"Where are all the people and most importantly, Mother, where's breakfast?" The younger Serenity's face was decorated with adorable confusion and slight disappointment.
Serenity stood gracefully from her seat and motioned to her daughter, "Come silly, we're not eating here this morning, and certainly not with anyone else."
The princess' jaw dropped, "You mean I rushed for nothing?" It was nearly a scream.
"No, I'm glad you were on time, had you been late we might have missed it." The elder Serenity grinned and rose from her seat at the table, holding a hand out to her daughter and trying her best not to laugh and give away the surprise.
"Mom," Serenity Jr. whined, "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see, you'll see dear." Queen Serenity chuckled and continued to practically drag the younger by the arm through her chambers.
"Seriously, where are you—" Serenity stopped midsentence and her jaw dropped. For the second time that morning. Or was it third? The Queen could definitely remember it dropping at least once.
"Well mother," Serenity Jr. finally spoke, "it seems you've outdone yourself this time."
"Sir, the package has been dropped."
"Good, send word to me when it is received."
"Yes, my lord."
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