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"Grand Commander! Here are the new training documents from the 2nd commander in charge of group A and B."
Ezra grabs a cloth from the table next to him. He wipes off the sweat from his forehead.
"Grand Commander, you are always training. You should enjoy today's weather with the chancellor since he is also requesting your presence by the training gates." said one of his assistants.
Ezra chugged water from his canteen and splashed the rest on his face.
"Tell him to give me time to change. I will meet him at the golden garden." Ezra ordered.
After some time, Ezra saw the princess sitting on Hansol's lap as he read her a book underneath the apple tree. Ezra tightened his jaw in jealousy.
"That should be me, holding the princess. Why is he even holding her? He doesn't even like children. They run and cry when they see him!" He mumbled to himself as he walked towards them.
"My beautiful Princess! Come to your UNCLE!' He said with excitement as he kneeled in one knee with his hands stretched in front of her.
"EZA!" yelled the princess with enthusiasm, as the princess stretched her arms for Ezra to pick her up, Hansol looked at the imperial office window. He saw Xavier standing in the same spot as before, glaring at them. Hansol smiled and waved.
He saw Xavier flinch and left the window.
"What an obvious man he is being. Does he honestly think he is getting anything out of this with his behavior like this?" Hansol snickered.
"Let's invite the emperor for tea, shall we princess?" winked Hansol at the princess.
Ezra looked at Hansol with a hesitant facial expression.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Hansol? Should we not be satisfied with what we have?" Ezra
questioned as he held the princess in his arms.
"Papa? Papa!" smiled the princess.
'You have your answer, Ezra. Go invite the emperor to tea, I will call the maids for his favorite tea.
"Do you want dessert, Princess? Perhaps milk tea with it as well?" Hansol smiled.
This man is up to something. You know what? Who cares! I am ready to make this man melt.
"PAPA! PAPA!" I screamed.
Ezra, you son of a bitch, you better take me with you.
I looked at Hansol with anticipation.
You better read my mind and tell this man to take me with him. I need to have tea with the trashman.
Hansol finally glanced at me. YES! TELL HIM NOW!
Hansol smirked.
"Have the princess go with you. I will wait here to make sure everything is set nicely before his arrival."
THANK YOU, HANSOL!
Ezra raised his eyebrow at Hansol and shrugged.
"Let's go then, Princess. Let's make him happy, okay? Try giving him your famous smile and giggle, okay?" Ezra suggested as we walked inside the imperial palace.
He seems nervous. His facial expression says it all.
It's okay, I get it. I would be freaking out, too, if I were in his position.
We finally arrived in front of two large white french doors. This is it, the imperial office.
"Maybe this is a bad idea, let's go back and have tea by ourselves. What do you think Pri…"
The door opens abruptly. It was the trashman and all of his glorious trash aura. Alright, it's showtime.
"Papa! Hi Papa!" I smiled as I stretched out my arms, leaning towards him.
He flinched and took a step back. He looked as if he saw a ghost. He kept his hands inside his pant pockets as a sign of nerves.
"..What… does that...thing... want?"Questioned the trashman in terror.
Ezra smiled and looked at me.
"The princess wants you to hold her, Your Majesty. Let me show you! So fir…"
"No. I refuse. Get it away from me. My hands are not meant to hold... whatever you call her." He turned his body and walked to his lounge chair.
Ezra closed his eyes as he sighed gently. He looked at the princess and patted her head.
"Please refrain yourself by using insults towards the princess, Your Majesty. She is a child. Not an "it"or "thing". Ezra defended as walked towards Xavier.
"Huuhhh... Yes, yes...What do you want, Ezra? Why did you bring that… child here?"
I looked at Ezra as he looked terrified to speak. Jeez, what a big baby. I began to wobble and fuss for him to put me down.
"N.. no, please stop that princess. If I put you down, it will be a big problem. Just please, stay still." He whispered in panic. I continued to struggle and gave him a stern look.
"This is a bad idea." He whispered as he placed me down. Luckily, the trash dude was too busy looking at documents in his lounge table to look at us. I quickly wobbled towards and began to hug his leg. I felt his leg twitch. I looked up at him and smiled as big as I could. This is it. My signature killer move.
"Papa! Luv uuuu!" my poor cheeks are in great pain.
His eyes turned black, and furrowed his eyebrows together as he crumbled the document he had in his hand.
"GET THIS THING AWAY FROM ME!" He yelled as he tried to shake me off.
What the hell, dude. What is your problem? How dare you not fall for my signature move? I was 100% certain that this would work!
"Your Majesty, I apologize—actually, my reason for being here to invite you to have tea with us. Hansol already ordered the maids to prepare your favorite tea. It is also the most perfect weather to be outside, and …" Hansol tried to explain as he picked me up.
"GET OUT, NOW!" he screamed as he stood up.
Damn, he is pissed. His eyes are now red. That means he is fixing to start throwing things. Let's retreat! RETREAT!
Ezra nodded and bowed with me in his arms.
"May the Giodivonian gods bless the su…"
"ARE YOU STUPID OR DEAF?! I SAID LEAVE!" He commanded with a demonic side glare.
Hansol is going to be upset. Honestly, I didn't think he would have tea with us anyways. He seemed busy aside from always looking pissed at the world.
"Sawwwwy Eza" I said with tears in my eyes. I feel bad for this man. I have a feeling that though they are siblings, it is evident that their relationship is not a friendly one. It is more of a servant and master type of relationship.
"It is my fault,Princess. I should have known better to follow Hansol's request in the first place. Your father just isn't ready yet, princess. Give him time. He will come around. You will see it."
Hansol assured me as he patted the back of my head.
Hansol looked at us in confusion when we arrived at the tea table.
"So? When is he coming?" Hansol questioned as he looked around.
"... He is not coming, Hansol. This was a bad idea. He is furious." Ezra sighed as he put me down.
"What happened? What did he say?"
"It...doesn't matter… it's a bit too early for him to be comfortable in front of the princess." Ezra said hesitantly.
Hansol sighed as he tilted his head up in the air.
"Guess it can't be helped. The tea is here, and so are the princess's desserts. Let's just enjoy the day." Hansol said in an irritated tone.
Ezra quickly stood up from his seat. Hansol looked at Ezra's direction and grew in shock. He promptly got up and bowed with his hand on his chest. Confused, I looked at the back of me, and to my surprise, it was the trashman, with a butler carrying an umbrella over his head, walking towards us.