"Joseph." Danzel spoke out. "I want you to have the guards bring in all the nobles
and peasants to the gathering area for the news that will soon fall upon their ears."
Joseph nodded. He made a small bow before walking out of the room. He sat back
down on the chair and glanced at the Queen's throne and smiled.
Danzel walked out onto the balcony were his wife met him and walked up beside
him. He stopped at the edge and peered down at all of his subjects. Jaysa stood only
inches behind him. There were cheering from the nobles, but the peasants stayed quiet.
He now understood what the peasants really thought about the King. He waived his
hands in the air and the cheering began to die down. When the crowd was completely
quiet, Danzel began to speak.
"My people," Danzel started. "I have come out to let you know of a law that had
been passed by the previous kind. It was a law that my father would have never allowed
to be passed no matter what someone told him. So I will tell all of you that that law will
be removed." He took a breath. "The law that states, "Peasants will become workers for
the Kingdom." This had come to my attention that the peasants were not just helping out
with the Kingdom, but made them slaves. So I, your King, will change the law so all of
our people would be able to work as they used to in the past. Open up your shops.
Have the markets jumping with excitement? I want several people buying and selling
inside these castle walls again." Danzel lifted up his hand. Joseph came over to Danzel
with a document and stood next to his King. He opened the document and began to
read out loud.
"By the King and God. The law for peasants to help with the Kingdom's money
problem will now be stopped. With the King's signature. This will allow the King to pass
the law that also states that slavery will not be tolerated in this Kingdom. If anyone is
found using slaves, then there would be a punishment that can lead to death by
hanging." As Joseph read the document. Another priest opened another brightly colored
document and showed it to the people. None were not able to read the print, but knew
what the King was signing. Once Danzel signed the document, he looked at his people
and spoke.
"This law takes place effect now." He closed his mouth waiting for a respond. It
was completely quiet for a moment. Danzel was starting to think something went wrong.
He opened his mouth to say something when his voice was drowned in the sea of
cheers. He looked down and saw many peasants hollering and hooting up at the King.
Smiles were on their faces. Many began to hug each other. Some ever did some
dances. Danzel looked over at Jaysa who smiled back. Tears were filling her eyes from
happiness. Her people were no longer slaves. Her husband actually listened to her.
A few days later, the villagers began to open the shop again. Children ran across
the once deserted walkways playing games that only children would play. Jaysa
couldn't help but smile as she made her way down the now overjoyed town again.
Some of the kids were not looking where they were going and ran into Jaysa.
"What do you children think you are doing?" An older woman spoke. She looked
too old to be their mother. She looked more like a nanny. "I'm sorry ma-am." She spoke
and then her jaw dropped. "Your Majesty." The lady dropped to her knees. Those two
words were heard by others around and spread around like wildfire. Soon everyone
was kneeling down on their knees. Jaysa couldn't believe that everyone just did that.
She was shocked by the sudden action that just took place.
"Please stand." Jaysa spoke. "When I'm around, if you would like, you can make
a brief bow. But please get off of your knees." Jaysa spoke in a gentle but confused and
embarrassed voice. "I'm here to make sure that everyone is happy with the new
situations." She spoke out.
"Very." She heard a man standing up by a fish stable. Jaysa made her way over
to the man. The man looked like he could croak any minute. The way he moved around
was scaring her. He was bent over holding a cane that shook in his wrinkled thin
fingers. "I was scared, my lady," he spoke as he bowed his head and raised it up again.
"I was scared that I would've died doing that type of work." Jaysa smiled. She looked
around and noticed that everyone enjoyed their new lives.
"Mother." She prayed silently. "I made the first change. Now it could only get
better."
Jaysa made her way through the market eating different foods that the palace did
not serve saying it was peasant's food. She even found some beautiful fabrics that she
would love to make into a dress. Because she was so poor, she was able to use skills
that many do not use. Having to resew clothes over and over again helped her with the
skill. She started to experimenting with different fabrics that she had to make several
types of outfits. Many were dresses with patterns on them.