Calder sighed as he turned to the ladies to apologize but he couldn't help but purse his lips. The glare must have been too much for the ladies as they both wore matching horrifying faces and gawked.
Calder opened his mouth a few times but failed to produce any words. He then silently inspected the ladies. Lady Syria had small tears in the corners of her eyes. Calder was dumbstruck. His heart ached. He then looked at his plate with the half eaten strawberry cake. "Here." He said as he presented Lady Syria with his plate.
Lady Syria looked at the cake then back at Calder. She was completely confused. Calder pursed his lips even harder and his furrowed brows grew deeper. "Um Lady Syria?" Lady Britille called out. It brought attention to Lady Britille and she let out a small squeak when they looked at her. "I think his highness is trying to get you to eat the cake." She said quickly.
Lady Syria looked at Calder and her fan left her face. "Why?" She asked with a disgusted looking face. "It's sweet." He said courtly. "So?" Lady Syria replied. "Will help you." Calder answered coolly. "Oh dear G*d, someone help me!" Calder cried internally. "Oh! It's to help Lady Syria!" Lady Britille said as she clapped her hands together. Calder sighed then nodded his head.
Lady Syria's face suddenly became gentle and she gingerly took the plate from Calder's hand. "Well bye. Ladies." Calder said as he bowed to the ladies. He then straightened up and walked away. "Uh! His highness just recovered and will be retiring. Word will be sent to you, both of you when he has time for you. Please have a pleasant night." Rutley said quickly before bowing to the ladies. "Please excuse me." He said the chased after Calder.
Calder walked with a steady pace until he made it to the exit. The moment he was out he collapsed onto the nearest column. "That was mortifying." Calder gasped as he moved to unbutton the collar of his uniform. "Well you did a lot better then what I thought." A voice said with a light laugh. "Big brother?" Calder called out as he raised his head.
"Look at you. You're drenched in sweat." Esai said as he pulled out his handkerchief and dabbed Calder's face. "I knew I was bad with women but I didn't think I was this bad!" Calder cried pathetically. "Even I have never seen you act this bad... It's so entertaining!" Esai said happily as he pocketed his handkerchief. "Big brother!" Calder whined. "I have to say I made the right choice in forcing the three of you to live in the palace until you choose your bride." Esai said with a sly grin.
"You're enjoying this too much." Calder said coldly. "And your point? I have to deal with boring things all the time, I need my fun wherever I can. You should know better then anyone else. You caught my fun earlier with the stuffy, old bat." Esai said as he winked at Calder. "You," Calder started but they both stopped talking immediately when they heard footsteps approaching them. They quickly brought up their guard and waited.
"There you are!" Rutley shouted then he paled. "Your Majesty!" He said as he dropped to one knee. "Rutley... boring as always." Esai said with a bored expression. Calder looked back at his brother and gawked. "May the grace of," Rutley started but Esai interrupted him. "Shut it. I don't need a blessing from someone like you." Esai said courtly.
Rutley pursed his lips and kept his gaze glued to the floor. "Well you should retire for the night. You just woke up and need to properly rest your body." Esai said as he turned his back to Rutley. He then placed a hand on top of Calder's shoulder. "Don't you worry. Your cupid will make sure that you meet with your ladies tomorrow." Esai said with a bright smile then walked away.
Calder felt his stomach ache. He needed to get back to his room as soon as possible. "Rutley let's go." Calder said as he walked up to Rutley. "Yes your highness." He replied as he rose then he spotted Calder's hand. "Are you feeling alright your highness?" Rutley asked. Calder rubbed his stomach and gave Rutley a pitiful look. "I think I ate too much cake." Calder replied. Rutley facepalmed himself.
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Calder laid on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He didn't know where to start but he knew he couldn't procrastinate anymore. With a heavy sigh he sat up and turned on his bed side lamp. He started to sift through the drawer in his end table and found what he was looking for. He pulled out the pad of paper and started to scribble with the pen. Calder sighed as the ink slowly flowed out from the pen.
He then made himself comfortable on the bed and brought up his knees. He placed the pad of paper against his knees and started to write. "So my name is Calder.... My brother is Esai... My family was completely assassinated except for Rutley, a secret love child of my uncle. Wait were they killed too? Better yet did my parents die along with the other members during the assassination spree or did they die earlier? Was it ever stated clearly? Ah not important at the moment."
"Let's see, Mei started her novel with Esai's coronation right after our Kingdom won the five year war. Right so that happened. Then Chancellor Graham presented the Queen candidates..." Calder said then he started to hit the pad of paper with his pen. "So the first even is done... Oh, four more to go." He said happily then started writing again.
"Lady Britille and Lady Syria, both girls were selected because of that old coots need to fill his pockets. He went behind the faction leaders backs and went rogue. Esai took the girls in and later on got Rutley to kill the Chancellor..." Calder stopped writing and thought for a second. He then put his hands together and prayed "Rest in peace you old coot." He said before resuming his summary.
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