Few years later...
"Good morning my queen"."Morning, I would need my husband's breakfast to be brought to the room now,"Queen Lucinda said. "Yes my queen"; queen Lucinda made her way out of the kitchen.
"Good morning mother," I greeted. "Good morning my daughter," she replied with a smile.
"How's father doing", I asked. "Well, better than last week". my ma replied. My father the king, have been suffering from an illness for about three months, and left me his daughter of sixteen handle the kingdom affairs.
"To be honest, I can't wait much longer for pop to get better",I confessed. "Is it because you care a lot about him or because you're tired of the job".My mother said teasing me. "Both ma", I said sincerely.
"Honestly, attending to the situations of the kingdom is draining me down. In the morning I get up; freshen up and the next thing I do is to attend to Pop's schedule for the day and before I can have a time for myself the whole day is gone," I said. "But it is your job as the next heir to the throne," I heard my ma say. "I know, but I still need to enjoy my age, I said; I am not yet of age to become the queen". "Like what if I may ask," my ma asked. "Like for example going to music festivals," I said. Really? "Yes, so many maids my age talk about that a lot and how fun it is, but I have never been there or even experienced it," I spoke childishly."You are really still a child, look at you". "No I am not", I said. "A child won't be handling affairs of the kingdom", I affirmed my ma.
"Ok, but I have to agree you really do need to do things of your age, before marriage comes".
Hmph, marriage" I scoffed.
"Why the scoff," my ma asked. "That had never crossed my mind". "Well it has to because you can't rule this kingdom all on your own," my ma said.
"Ma why are we talking about this now, it's until eighteen years of age I would be able to get married," I said. "But you still have to find a suitor," my ma said.
"Ma let's just concentrate on pap's health for now," I said as I wore a fake smile. "You are trying to change the topic, aren't you? "my ma asked.
"My princess you have an appointment with jack," one of the palace guards said as he bowed before us. "Oh, tell him I will be right there,' I said. "Yes my majesty". He bowed again and left.
I actually almost forgot that I had an appointment with him, l thought. "Ma we can talk later, as you can see I have an appointment , that's if I have the chance, bye." Sun! my mother called. "Don't think I will forget it, we still have to talk about it. Bye!!". I saw a smile creep on her face before I left.
"Good morning my princess," l heard him say. "Good morning, thanks for coming," I said. "Pls don't need to thank me, my time is all yours princess." he said playfully. "Please jack, stop with the formal greetings". Jack and I have been friends since childhood. I invited him because I needed help with past history and he new more about history than I did.
"Am so sorry my princess did I say something wrong" he continued. "Please stop," I begged. "Ok, so you sent for me and here I am". "Yes I did. I need help with past criminals," I said. "I do not understand can you be more specific," He clearified. "I mean do you know any criminals that has been locked here in the palace for a very long time like about sixteen years". I said. "If I may ask is there a problem". Jack said.
"Didn't you hear of the tantrum that happened the other day in the palace?" I asked. "No I didn't, did something happen? "He asked. "Well a man came here last week and demands that his father should be released, I think he must be between the age 19 to 20 years," I said.
"Did he harm anyone?" he asked.
"Well, not really but he threatened to, I really didn't get more information about the matter," I explained.
"Wait, did you say for about sixteen years," he said and raised his head up which looked like knew something. "Then it must be Robert, sixteen years ago he went to the palace store room and stole the kingdom most precious treasure in order to heal his son that was about to die and so became a prisoner in this palace," he said. "Do you mean the man that stole the "WISH" flower created by our forefathers," I hit my head as I remembered.
"Yes," he replied.
I can remember the story which was told about the "WISH" flower when I was still little. It was created by the discoverers of this kingdom, the first gods of whinerland and probably the last ones so far. It was formed by the combination of all their powers and to be used to grant only one wish. And so has been kept for so many centuries till the next set of gods are chosen to replace it.
"So, what do you want to do?,"he asked. "Well I was thinking of releasing him, but my father is still the one on sit and I can't release his prisoner". I said. "Wait, you want to release him," he said in a disappointing tone. "Is there problem with it?" I asked. "Yes there is,"he said. How? I asked. "How can you release someone who stole the kingdoms most precious treasure, it is the "WISH" flower we are talking about here". He said with his tone a bit higher. "And so what, he did it to save his dying son! and I think he has been there for too long". I said with my voice a little bit more higher.
"Can I asked you a question?" he asked. "Yes," I answered. "When your grandmother was about dying, did anyone think of using the "WISH" flower to bring her back to life? ", he asked. "Jack if this is how you're going to disrespect my dead grandmother then I'm done with this conversation; goodbye and have a nice day." I said calmly and walked out of the room. Sun, I heard him call out before I left.
"Well, bad for just a small conversation, I thought.
Jack is my childhood friend and I didn't want to fight with him, that is why I ended it that way.
I entered into the front room, everyone bowed before me as usual and I gave my blessing in return, I walked towards my seat and sat down ready to attend to the current situation at hand in the kingdom when I noticed a weird looking man sitting at the far end of the table. Should I describe him as weird looking or weirdly beautiful. He had red hair which is unrare, light brown eyes; almond- shaped, well-shaped brows and full eyelashes which are still red, delicate nose and thin lips. I was wondering what someone like this is doing here.
Remington was hunting with his friends in a restricted area in the forest when he noticed a hole; he looked at for a few seconds as he noticed a very bright light coming from it, he got closer to the light to see what was going on and before the blink of an eye he saw himself in an unknown place. He looked around and saw strange looking people; white hair and dresses which are made from leaves. Then he noticed as they started to surround him, he decided to make an attempt to speak which he did and told them he needed to return back to the forest where he came from.
Immediately after he spoke he had started regretting why he even said what he said. "I do not think this people are normal, my god! I am in trouble", he thought. And before he could make a move, two men grabbed him and started moving to who knows where; they then made a stop when they reached a very large gate which looked like it was made of Crystal, it was opened by two men who were also dressed like the people who just surrounded him but in a more elegant way. It took about a thirty minutes walk before he was finally released. A large door in front of him was opened by a man with a similar dressing to the men he saw at the gate."You may go in," one of the men who carried him said. "They even talk," he whispered to himself in amusment. "It looked like everything here is made of crystals," he thought. The men lead him to the front room; he was now sure everyone here all have similar features.
The men told the high council were he was found. He wasn't surprised how they all stared at him; he was the only different one here. The entrance to the front room opened and everyone stood up and bowed to the person entering the room. He wondered who they all bowed to and saw a girl of about 16 to 17 years who also had white hair, she was about the height of 162.5 cm, dark brown eyes; round-shaped, small nose and a heart-shaped lips. She was beautiful.But what he was still clueless about is their white hair.
She walk towards the front seat and sat down, as their eyes met each other.