Chapter 7 - Trentoi
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Chapter 7 - Trentoi
"Are you ready for your Royal tour with Elizabeth?" He asked.
"Ahhh. Yeah. The lowborn Elizabeth. Of course, father, I am ready." I remarked.
"And, so am I." Dylan said, with a smirk plastering all over his face.
"Good. For I don't want the two of you to shame me." Father said, his voice stern and firm. He turned his gaze on me.
"You should fetch her from her room. She's probably ready by now."
I'm so annoyed, that I have to pick up the precious lowborn Elizabeth from her room. Since when did A lowborn get to pick up by a crowned prince and heir of Nister? She gets to every f*****g nerve in my body and its f*****g annoying that I can't do something about it. Usually, a consequence for annoying a prince is stone to death or hang, perhaps. But, in her case, no, I don't think so. She is the most beloved person in Nister, more beloved than the royal family. What's more annoying is that 79% of the noblemen likes her. They seem to forget that she's still a lowborn. When I get nearer to her rooms, the guards straighten up and bow to me. I pounded hard on her doors, not giving a damn that it will annoy the f**k out of her. I could heard giggles and whispers through the door. Before, I can pound hard, the door suddenly open. Revealing Lady Kenya, her eyes widen and mouth left hanging, she dipped into a low curtsey and looked so flustered as if she just saw a ghost. I ignored her presence as I have always done.
"Father is waiting at Throne Room." I said before she could question my presence.
"I'll be there, Your Highness." She said.
"Then, we'll go there together." I said, bluntly.
I could see the anxiety behind those emerald suspicious eyes of hers. She looks at me as if I'm joking.
"Are you sure, Your highness?" Her voice cooing.
"Yes." "Now, Hurry up, Lowborn. The Councils are also there." I snapped.
When we arrived at the Enchanted Academy with Elizabeth from her 8 days Royal progress in Trentoi, I was totally and utterly exhausted. All I could think about is lay on my bed all day long. Unfortunately, all men sleep in one quarter room, regardless of your title or birthright. Here in Enchanted Academy, favoritism and titles don't exist here. All of the students are treated equally. And, I respect those rules no matter how my father insists that my brother and I must have our own rooms. Before, I could reached the quarter room of male apprentice, I saw a familiar person. He was almost as tall as me, grey hair and emerald eyes. It's the Crown Prince of Violetta, Prince Jehaerys. His eyes caught me looking at him. He gave me a long stern look, then smirked. I could feel my blood boiling inside of me. I have always loathe Jehaerys for being an asshole and arrogant since the day I came here in Enchanted Academy. He talked to a bunch of his fellow Violettanese Noblemen. On his left side, was a red headed long haired man and the other was auburn hair with a Violetta Traditional helmet upon his head. They were laughing really hard, you could hear their chuckles no matter how hard you try to pretend that it doesn't annoy you.
"Oh. Look, your bestfriend's here." Dylan sarcastically announced as he joined me on my quarter bed.
"Shut up." I snapped.
Every male in our quarter was oblige to wear the enchanted garb before meeting the Masters and the High Masters in the great hall. I quickly wear the garb as soon as I found it laying on top of my bed. These garbs are way different from the common clothing on my realm or to any others. The dark slacks was too tight, but oddly, comfortable. On top, was a thick black leather X that embrace the muscles of my chest. I pinned the golden brooch with a designed of a fierce lion as a sigil of the Crown of Nister. When I entered the great hall, I saw Christina standing in front of the statue of the great Stallion King. She's in her enchanted garb already. The leather top was embracing her flawless body perfectly. Her brown hair was in tight braids, as is accustomed for the females. I could see the longing in her brown eyes and she gives me no credit when she ran to me. She slammed to me hard. She kissed me hard before I could greet her. I welcome her kiss by attacking her tongue back. She fought back and grinds herself to me, which causes my groined to ache. I was about to grabbed her and look for a place where we can play just a little bit longer, when a hand shook me on my shoulder.
"Ugh. Not again, Damon. Seriously, the Masters are here. Get yourself together and you can resume what you two are doing after the dismissal of the Masters." Dylan huffs and smirk.
"As you say, Brother." I mumble. Eyeing Christina. I reached out to touch her waist, and she leans in eagerly.
The great hall was filled with every nobles and royals. The hall does not have a wall only high towers, painted with beige. Standing high on the stage before us was the Masters and The Great Masters. The two great masters wore black robe with an embroidery of gold at the hem, and the Masters wore a matte grey robe, who were surrounding the Great Masters. The murmurs from the crowd halted when the announcer rang the great golden bell. All attentions turned to them.
"Praise the Royal children and noble children from different realms. Thousands of years, Kings and Queens have---" the announcer halted when the great door suddenly open and Elizabeth entered. All heads turned towards her. Including Jehaerys who were just silently laughing with his group of fools that he calls his friends. He looks at her from head to toe with curious eyes. Then, something interesting click in him when he smirk. Her face turns scarlet when she noticed that all of the attention was on her. She hugged her chest with security. As if it would help her from getting herself out of humiliation. She wore the enchanted garb, where it hang perfectly to her body like it was her own skin. Her hair was hanging loose above her waist, and not braided like every females that you can find the in this hall. I could see the sweat that was falling from her face. The look in the announcer's face was indescribable.
"And, who are you, young Lady?" The announcer said.
Her eyes widen, as if she couldn't believe that the announcer was talking to her.
"My name is... Elizabeth." She mumbles.
"Just Elizabeth?" The announcer asked.
She looks as if she has been roared by lions and couldn't protect herself. Dylan nudges me as if to say "Save her.". I ignored him. She may be my intended, but, father never told me to protect her from any scrutinizing eyes. So, I don't .
"Forgive me,Announcer. She is Lady Elizabeth Prior, Lady of Trentoi." Dylan save her from any further humiliation that she has gave herself.
The Announcer was shocked and so does the faces of the masters and the great masters.
"Lady of Trentoi?" The announcer repeat. "I thought the Trentoi no longer has a Lord nor a Lady? The house Trentoi ended with Seraryus Trentoi, Lord of Trentoi?"
"Yes, indeed, the House Trentoi ended with Seraryus. But, Lady Elizabeth was newly invested as the Lady of Trentoi as a shown of respect to her because she is intended to my brother, Damon." Dylan proudly said.
Christina snapped her look to me as if she wants to kill someone. Damn you, Dylan.
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