KING AT 'THEIR' COST.

CHAPTER FIVE.

“Has Arthur come yet?” the second prince, who presently sipped from a wine goblet questioned the servant in a low tone “No your highness, there is no sign of him…” he adjusted his frames meditatively “Yes, yes! Thank you…” a very familiar laughter ripped through the serenity of the ball, “Your highness, it would seem that Prince Arthur-Therease has arrived”, he rose up and adjusted his frames again, “Be on guard from any peculiar behaviours displayed by the woman…” he shut his eyes, deep in thought “Your highness…there are actually TWO women…” the second prince opened his eyes, absolutely stunned “Two?...”

Pinerock’s surprised expression furthermore contributed to making his face look rather ridiculous, and although a lot of women were also flunked around him, the difference was that none of them were actually his wives, “Like I said…these are my wives Sakïa…” Sakïa halfheartedly courtsied “…and Yalya...”, Pinerock just looked on, with the same imbecical look on his face, however his brain was considerably not completely stricken, for he had the sense to discreetly lust over Sakïa who was dressed in a pretty pink attire, that unlike normal royal clothing allowed him to steal looks at her massive cleavage “Apologies my dear ladies for Pinerock’s foolish reception…” The first prince, Prince Gullivan elegantly approached, he gently took either of Sakïa and Yalya’s hands, and bowing chivarously kissed each of the hands, the women both had the same suppressed cringe “Allow me to officially welcome you to the royal family…” the crowd of dignitaries who had all paused their ball dancing mediocrely applauded “I am the first prince of his Royal Majesty King Bel…the King of Camelot, my name is Prince Gullivan…” he gracefully bowed again, Sakïa giggled lightly, only her partners recognized how excellent her feigned pleasure was -in other words, world-class acting- “Thank you very much your highness…” she indignantly locked eyes with Gullivan, he flinched slightly “It is painful that proper custom was not adhered to by our last born…and so our two ladies are not officially married into the family…” a calm voice interjected, Arthur’s smile got wider, as the second prince quietly walked forward after speaking “Permit my rude interruption, I am Prince Northwood…the second prince”, he bowed before adjusting his gold frames, Sakïa and Yalya courtsied in response “The name is Prince Pinerock… the third prince…might I ask who my ladies might be?” Pinerock who incidentally had finally snapped out of his astonishment questioned slyly, Sakïa grinned “Just like we practiced…” Arthur mumbled under his breath, she nodded “I am simply Sakïa, wife of Arthur…a member of the royal family…” she chuckled infectiously and soon the dignitaries joined in as well, Pinerock was rather taken aback, Arthur chuckled stealthily “Mediocrity…once everyone joins in…it should be right…right? The ideologist in the first place is the only ruler, the one who they follow along for no particular reason…once he stirs a reaction people follow along obliviously…while others follow cause of mediocrity…only the king rules the idea…” Arthur chuckled again “…or should I say…queen?” his statement had him maintain a steady gaze at Northwood, he grinned cheerfully “Well then… I and my wives will go and join the dance” Pinerock smirked “What was that fool babbling on about?”, Northwood adjusted his frames, his expression currently unreadable “Do you see now why I feared his participation” Northwood mumbled simply to Gullivan before walking away.

“Say Arthur…” Arthur turned to Yayla eagerly, “Were those… the three souls you promised me?” Arthur smiled “Yes my darling…” Yayla instinctively licked her lips, the thought of such bright souls being sucked out of essence greatly delighted her, Sakïa grunted “Tsk…whatever, as long as my vengeance is achieved…I really couldn’t care less” the two women locked eyes and Arthur smiled.