Delegations (3) Idle Talks
The dinner went smoothly, the Empress and Emperor excusing themselves while Hayden and Ragnar back to their chamber. The long journey take a toll on their endurance, travelling between seas and mountain was hard enough to accumulating fatigue on the bodies for a few days ago, even tough they were resting sometimes it's not enough to wash all their stress and it was paid when the soft mattress touching their skin. They sleep in a deep slumber, undisturbed by the harsh wind on the outside.
The guard stayed awake even when the sky start rampaging. Glacia Capitol was usually shrouded in beautiful starry skies, but tonight every knight on patrol could see the clouds covering the entire capital with its huge thunder. At first, it fell little by little and alarming the guard to light the aether bulb because the torch start to outages. The rain pouring with a bright light dancing on the sky. Booming the sky along with the lightning sounds, looming the city in eerie moods.
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There is a time between sunrise and night begins to end, the first to wake up in the palace are the servants. They lit fireplaces, heating the water, washing the clothes, cleaning the dust and preparing a food to serve the nobles. The routine keeps repeating itself, even though last night's storm was still fresh on the ground it didn't deter them. The chief steward of the palace began to supervise all the tasks that were being done one by one, ensuring that no mistakes occurred.
Today is one of those days when all the servants have to try their best. How can it not be so? If another royal representative is coming on business. Therefore, the butler has ordered the maid to serve them well.
That's why, the servants have been standing in front of the guest room, waiting for the order. Amidst of it, one particular knight walked towards one of the room which was lined up by more maids. He doesn't wear the palace knights uniform usually worn. His clad black uniform outlined by silver embroidery and paired with the black gloves looks like a grim reaper. A long sword hung on his left hips like a knight.
He was intimidating.
"Your highness Hayden." He said, while knocking the door exactly at 5 a.m. The maids who were there bowed their heads down, with silence enveloping the corridor makes everyone nervous because no answer comes out from the room. The black haired knight called Ragnar opening the door rooms, He went inside.
Hayden who was in the room still asleep inside the blanket, he lost in his own dream and it's resulting in Ragnar to approached him thus opening his blanket forcefully. The cold air indirectly makes Hayden open his eyes suddenly, looking at the black figure beside his bed with a frown plastered face.
"Wake up." he said.
'Ugh... the demon is here.' he thought, and sat lazily, trying to make himself awake.
"Get his highness ready for today meeting." ragnar instructed the maid outside the rooms, they began to attend the prince earnestly from head to toe. It took about an hour so ragnar had to wait patiently while reading several files written by Hayden last night. During that time he asked several female servants to deliver a message to the duke of Solelia, one of the guest from Durham Kingdom delegations to meet prince Hayden in his room around 7 a.m.
"Have you summoned Duke Ghenna Solelia to come before the meeting between Durham and Glacia taking place?" He asks Ragnar after coming out from the bathroom while wearing a bathrobe. The maids leading him into the dressing space separated by wooden planks carved by the carpenter.
"Yes, I have. Duke Solelia will come at7 am," He said without glancing at his directions. The maid busily helping him wore the suit, "Take the breakfast in my rooms, prepare it for three people." he said to one of the maid who helping him dressed.
"As you wish, Prince Hayden." The maid wearing an eyeglass rashly went to the kitchen. The Duke Solelia comes at 7 am. and sat in one of the chair in the balcony while several maids following him behind, bringing them a trolley full of foods. They placing it on top of a table in the balcony where the prince and the black haired knight seated.
As for now, the sun has rises and basking them from the cold weather from last night rain. They gleefully began conversing between themselves.
Far in different places, The empress and emperor has breakfast served at amaryllis wing, one of the most beautiful place near a flower garden in the palace. They could see the full bloomed flower from the gaps between the pillars adorned with transparent silk which was swayed by the gentle breeze, alongside them was Beatrice and Ferael sat side by side.
"Here, you need to eat more my dear Beatrice." The empress said affectionately, while adding vegetables and meat on her plate.
"Thank you, your grace." She said sweetly, cutting the treat into a small size. Stabbing it with a fork and take it inside her mouth. She chewed it carefully and gracefully. On the other hand, ferael wasn't bothered by his mother's display of affection to his fiancée. He continued his breakfast quietly.
Empress Giselle ava Harlow was once a princess from a small kingdom at the north named Moraine Kingdom. She was once one of a consort candidates dedicated by her own kin as a tribute to maintain a good relation between Moraine and Glacia. Fortunately for her, The crown prince Aillard von Cassius fell in love with her. Because of her status as a princess, she legally became his spouse. Beatrice's mother, the Duchess of Layover 'Valerie Orthos' was her close friend, and when Valerie took her last breath while delivering her beloved daughter Beatrice, Giselle tried to become a mother figure for the 'little Bea' whenever she meet her.
The Dukes, Easton J, Orthos was an ambitious individual, He strives to made his family become a powerhouse. Greed you may called it, it's inside his inner self, and yet he loved his family very much. So he spoiled his only daughter.
Beatrice.
He knew that the empress Giselle fond of his daughter, so he arranges their engagement. Luckily, his daughter likes the crown prince and so the Empress was delighted.
"My dear Bea, did you remember our talks a few days ago ?" The empress, said attentively.
Beatrice was now looking at the empress, "By talks, did your majesty means about lady Geneivre ?" She asks, still didn't sure about the topic.
"Yes, I've been told that Lady Geneivre would leave the empire for a few years in the future."
Hearing the news, Beatrice left stunned for a few seconds and hastily turned her face to the crown prince.
"Did your highness aware ?"
"Yes, I am aware. Although this news was only confirmed a few days ago and basically people do not know it yet." Ferael responded, after wiping his own lips with a napkin.
The empress could see Beatrice small smile forming on her face. "I could see, you were definitely pleased. My dear Bea."
"I am just grateful, that in fact his highness Ferael won't be stressed by her again."
'Finally, that bitch was out of here!'
"True." He adds.
"But, did your majesty knows where she intends to go?" Beatrice asked carefully facing towards the Empress. 'I need to keep her in check, and damaging her in the process.' she thought.
"Of course !! She wen-"
"Enough !" The emperor cut the conversation abruptly, before the empress could tell the location. "Leave it as it is, It's her own volition and choice. Do not pry further in it, and It's not our role to talk about it."
As soon as the words left the emperor mouth, the empress forced to stop the topic.
"Lets resume our breakfast." The empress said awkwardly. She continued to eat her dessert, followed by Beatrice and Ferael in silence until it its over.
Before they finished, the emperor talk to the crown prince.
"Don't be late for the meeting. It's an important matter." Aillard the emperor stated, looking straight to his son.
"Of course, Father."