A Night With The King

“You, what are you doing here again? I told you I don’t want to see your face around me anymore, I hate seeing your face,”

She yelled at Patrick who paused his movement and looked his way as if asking for help. Even though he wanted to watch Roseline tear Patrick apart, he had to save his friend.

“Roseline, I don’t know who made you mad woman but you are taking it out on the wrong people, last I check, this is my palace and my kingdom and I don’t remember giving you the right to speak like you are doing right now, and correction, Patrick is not just a mere assistant, he is a noble man as he has the reputable place as the king’s special adviser so you will speak calmly and with respect when you talk to him, especially when you are in my presence and my kingdom.”

Lance told her in a firm authoritative voice.

“Oh, really? You think just because you are the king you can do whatever you want? You don’t get to do that and I don’t care who that fucker is to you,”

She let out.

“Fucker? Are you sure you are a princess? Who raised you without manners?”

Lance yelled out.

“My parents did, just as they taught me not to let anyone especially men speak over me, oh, don’t even try to pull your title with me, you are not the first king I have seen, I won’t bow in fear just because you are king, especially not when we are literally close in age, I am a busy woman yet I make out time for you just for you to cancel on me?”

She questioned. He already knew she was feisty but he expected her to at least act normal, as other princesses do but this one is clearly a wild princess, no wonder she was still unmarried even though she was thirty, nope, he wasn’t age-shaming her or anything, he didn’t believe in marrying early either.

“Wait, last time, I waited for you and you were the one who canceled,”

Lance let out when he remembered how she made him wait the last time without showing up.

“That was one time, you did it to me multiple times than I can count, just one time doesn’t make us even and I had logical reasons unlike you,”

She fired at him. Patrick seemed to find the exchange amusing, not just him but the guards in the throne room were all trying not to laugh too. He glared at them.

“Every one of you out!”

He barked out to them. They didn’t wait to be told twice before they all started leaving, including Patrick who he was so sure knew he wasn’t referring to him when he had asked the others to leave.

“Patrick? Where do you think that you are going?”

he let out and his adviser stopped in his tracks and turned around to him.

“You asked us to leave my king,”

“I asked them to leave and not you, you can’t leave me here with this crazy woman,”

Lance let out and heard Roseline scoff in anger.

“Now I am a crazy woman? Last I checked, I was on my own, doing my fucking own thing when your people came and said you wanted a wife and for once, I wanted to be a good daughter so I agreed, I mean how bad can it be? That’s what I thought but now? It is bad, it is so bad that I don’t think I want to do this anymore, I don’t want to be married to a narcissistic man who only sees himself and thinks of himself, I hate your kind a lot,”

She went on. He couldn’t even figure out where she got the notion that he was a narcissist when he was the most selfless person who put other people’s needs above his, he was literally the king and part of his job description was to always put the needs of his people first, he was wrong about one thing though, princess Roseline wasn’t a spoilt brat like he had first led himself to believe, she was however worse than a brat.

“You will not stand in my throne room and talk like that to my face, you will show me some respect or I will have my adviser send the guards back in to throw you out,”

Lance let out.

“You do that, at least I will have a reason to tell my people as to why I don’t think a union between the both of us is necessary,”

She fired back at him. It was clear she wasn’t going to back down and he didn’t want to either, if only she knew that he was also rethinking his decision to marry her too.

“Okay, that’s enough, no one is throwing anyone out and no one is leaving either, I told the maid to prepare a feast in the beautiful garden, it is a beautiful day with nice weather and you too can take the time to talk things over and get the bad blood out, you can’t say no,”

Patrick added the last part when he saw both of their faces. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere but with them.

“Patrick, I don’t like you but I will rather spend my time in your presence than with that man who thinks he is above everyone,”

Roseline let out.

“And I will rather spend my time doing my kingly duties than be stuck in a conversation with you my lady, so humor me,”

Lance responded.

“You both please, don’t make me lose even more hair than I have already because of you, let’s just be civil for today and act like the king and the future queen that we are, okay?”

Patrick begged.

“Fine, I am sorry your majesty, forgive my bad manners and let’s have a conversation, I have something important to discuss with you as our wedding is so close already,”

The switch up, the voice change, mannerisms, and everything shocked him so that for a moment he couldn’t say anything, how could she go from what she had been a while ago to some kind of proper princess now? He didn’t know which he disliked the most, her feisty attitude or this.

“What? Did I shock you? I can be a proper princess too, I have been taught how to be a proper princess all my life and I will be turning thirty in two months, that is a lot of years of lessons, so don’t be shocked,”

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“Wait, your birthday wasn’t two months ago?”

Lance asked as his attention turned to Patrick who wasn’t even looking at him because he clearly knew what he did wrong.

“No, it is in two months, why did you think it was two months ago? Wait? You got me that diamond bracelet two months ago, did you send it as my birthday present? Did he tell you that? And here I thought, wait, he told me you just felt like gifting me something nice, you lunatic,”

Roseline directed her anger at Patrick and rightfully so, that mudafucker fooled him into believing Roseline turned thirty; two months ago and he had sent her a present and even a bouquet of flowers.