North America / Kingdom of Yorkania (Crownlands of Manhattan): November 2nd, 1517.
It was a beautiful day for the world.The birds were chirping their songs as mankind went about their daily routines with smiles on their faces at beauty of the city, but also sad looks on their faces at the horror of it whether it be financially, emotionally or physically, yet if you were to look closely at a castle. To be more specific, Inside of it in a luxerious dining hall. You can see a very breathtaking 17 year old flower of a woman with woman with a deep, rich dark brown skin tone, green hazel like eyes, curly styled white hair with a big crown on it, a diamond shaped face and a 5'11 pear shaped voluptuous body in a luxerious attire to equally match it.
(Morgan's POV)
"What the hell is this." I asked calmly as I stared down at the disgusting smelling food on my plate that looked like something of of this world.
The royal chef trembled with his hat clenched tightly in his hands and said stutteringly as beads of sweat dripped down his face from his forehead "Y…your majesty…I…it is lasagna mixed with shit and my very own seasonings and piss as a drink to make it go down smoothly as you've requested."
The hall was silent. Visible sounds of gasps from maids and lady's in waiting being heard from behind me.
"Are these people really stupid or did they really just take my humor at court yesterday that seriously" I thought while pushing the plate and drink away from it. It sliding off the table at unbelievable speeds.
*CRASH*
The hall was silent. Servants Immediately ran to clean up the mess.
I squinted at the royal chef and said with a gentle smile "Bring me actual food and don't you ever listen to anyone else's I Instrutions but mine ever good unless you want to keep your job that is. Am I clear my dear."
"Y…yes…y…your majesty." Said the royal chef stuttering as he trembled hardly and go down face first into the first.
The hall was silent. Only sounds of snickerd being heard from my ladys in waiting.
"What's so funny. I wanna to laugh to." I said calmly as I looked at a the 5 woman behind me. The snickering stopping Instantly with sounds of throats adjusting being heard.
A beaver teethed woman with a long neck and a ridiculous outfit stepped up and said with a very low crusty "Nothing your majesty, you must have misheard."
"Ah. I must be going deaf now." I said while looking down at the woman. My eyes landing on the huge feather on her head and stared at it for a moment.
The beaver teethed woman looked up slightly and noticed me staring and looked back down with a proud closed eyed smile and said calmly "Your maj…"
"It's so ugly. Stop following trends of the french empire…ugh so ridiculous. What is wrong with people these days. Go to the very back." I said with a very disturbed look on my face as I waved my left hand for the woman to get out of my face.
The beaver teethed woman had a shock look on her face and went behind the other four women with teary eyes that only added to the ugliness.
I leaned forward slightly and seen the royal chef wa still faced first on the floor crying and said calmly with a slow wave of my right hand "Sorrows, prayers, sorrows, prayers. Your dismissed, now bring me some real food."
"Th…thank you, thank you so much oh merciful queen mother." Said the royal chef with a snot nose, crying face as he got up and left the hall quickly.
The hall was silent.
"I'm so bored without any Internet. Should I just write a book or make horse riding Into a holliday. No I should Instead make gold coins with my face on it" I thought while rubbing my chin with my left hand and leaning sideways in the armchair.
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
I was silent.
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
A pretty and short baby faced lady in waiting stepped up and asked stutteringly while curtsying "Sh…shall I fetch the door your majesty."
"Yes. Let the thing in." I said calmly with a wave of my hand.
The baby faced lady in waiting curtsied again and went over quickly to the double doors and opened them.
A pretty pale skin girl walked into the room with very long jet black hair, a heart shaped face, hazel like eyes, and 4'11 in height with pear shaped body in a luxerious gold and black flower like dress.
The lady's in waiting had a look of awe on their faces.
"Ah. It's my royal jestor, come here john." I said calmly while sitting back up straight in the chair.
"Y…yes your majesty." Said john softly as he quickly came over to me and sat on the floor beside the chair.
I started petting his head.
"Your majesty. I come bearing Information." Said john whisperingly as he slipped a note onto my lap.
I continued petting his head with my left hand. My right opening the note and seen it was on the kings moves and thought "So he finally found his prized new toilet concubine and will return in a week"
"Anything else to report." I asked calmly and whisperingly as my right hand crumbled the note.
John glanced back at the distracted ladies in waiting behind me and said whisperingly with a serious look on his face "Me and the rest of the secret service have spotted english spies and also pirate ships lurking around in the sea."
"Did you locate the location." I asked calmly and whisperingly. My hands not stopping the petting in the slightest.
John was silent for a moment and said with a serious look on his face "Their constantly on the move. They won't stay and anchor themselves in one location."
"That'll be all for now. Your dismissed." I said calmly while taking my left hand off of his head. A male servant stepping up with a bowel of water with a wet rag and started washing my left hand.
John got up from the floor and said while curtsying and taking his leave "Your majesty."
*Boom*
"So he comes back in a week. God he's so fucking ugly and he stinks" I thought while getting up from the chair and started leaving the dining hall with a golden crystal stress ball twirling in my left hand.The ladies in waiting started hurriedly following after me.
(Percival de' Wood POV)
*BAM*
A very old latino man slammed his fist hardly against the long meeting table and said loudly at the top of his lungs "LORD WOOD. I AM TRYING TO TELL YOU YALL THAT HER MAJESTY IS TRYING TO USURP THR THRONE. CENTRALIZE POWER AROUND HERSELF, WHY ARENT YOU BELIEVING A SINGLE WORD THAT I AM TRYING TO TELL YOU WHEN YOU'VE SEEN IT FOR YOURSELF."
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD BARON SMITH. DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT THE TON WOULD EVEN ACCEPT A WOMAN WHO'S ONLY JOB IS TO PRODUCE HEIRS. RULE OVER US." Said a middle aged man loudly with spit flying from his mouth.
A average looking, muscular young man scoffed and said calmly with spite "House staten definitely won't approve of this."
A light skinned man with a diamond shaped bearded face, dark brown eyes, long dark brown curly hair and 6'0 in height with a pot bellied muscular physique in a luxerious attire had a extremely ugly look on his face and said loudly with anger "SILENCE."
The chamber went silent Immediately. All the noblemen looking at percival and awaited his words.
"I've heard every single worry that all of you have and I agree. But you must see the bigger picture that while the king is away on monthly journey to find a new concubine or as he calls this one. His toilet concubine, this is a perfect opportunity for the queen mother to usurp him as he appointed her a regent until he returns." Said percival with a serious look on his face as he tapped his left pointer finger rhythmically on the table.
*Tak* *Tak* *Tak*
The chamber was silent. The atmosphere heavy.
Suddenly the chamber erupted into loud laughter.
"GYAHAHAHA. You jest chancellor, how can a queen mother that left court simply because she was bored and if I might add. Without any response on the marriage of her youngest sister, become the sole ruler of a kingdom that values strength above anything else. It's just Impossible." Said the very old man while wiping a tear from his right eyes with his right hand.
Percival was silent. He stared down at the long table for a moment and said as a Image of a Incident a year ago of a naked deep, rich dark brown skin woman with a bloody sword in her hand flashed through his mind "I don't even know what to believe anymore. The queen mother is just unpredictable."
(Morgan's POV)
*CLANG* *CLANG* *CLANG*
"GRAAAAAH." I said screaming loudly as I jumped up and dodged a Incoming axe, only to bend my back unnaturally in the air as a machete missed my neck.
I landed on the ground and slid back with the sword.
*SHSK*
"You've Improved a lot since 2 years your majesty. It is my honor to be your sparing partner." Said a sweaty light skinned, giant hairy, ripped naked muscular built 6'9 latino man with a diamond shaped bearded face, dark brown eyes, and jet black shoulder length hair without a scratch on his naked frame. It being my sparring partner. General bronx or better known as the duke of bronx.
I got back into a stance with thee sword, my bare breasts jiggling slightly as I said calmly with a serious look on my face "Even the queen mother has to follow the yorkanian culture your grace."
"Well said your majesty." Said galahad calmly as he took a stance with both the axe and machete.
I waited. Analyzing every movement and just as I was about to strike galahad's blind spot.
"Your majesty. The court is awaiting your presence." Said a woman's voice from out of nowhere. A luxerious robe being placed on my shoulders to cover my complete hairless naked frame.
I sighed and dropped the sword while putting the robe on fully and undoing my pontaytail hair. It falling all the way down past my butt and thought while waving with my left hand for my lady in waiting to leave "I forgot court was a daily thing."
*Boom*
The lady in waiting curtsied and started to leave with occasional glances and blushing face at galahad who didn't even spare her a glance.
"General bronx. Thank you for your time today." I said calmly as I tied the robe.
Galahad bowed slightly and said calmly with closed eyes "It is a honor your majesty and while I have vowed loyalty to you. I question your motives now."
I was silent.
"Is that so. You don't bealive in god do you." I asked calmly as I stared him straight into his eyes.
Galahad stared straight back into mines and said calmly "I've never heard of such a word in my life."
"I almost forgot that this kingdom has a blend of rome and spartan culture. Better for me since I'm materialistic" I thought as I squinted slightly. The atmosphere heavy.
"Do you bealive a woman can become a ruler." I asked calmly. The look in my serious as I stared into his.
The training ground was silent.
Galahad's face not changing in the slightest as he said calmly "I do not your majesty and while I do respect your strength and wit. You will have to have the approval of thee entire ton so it is very impossible to be crowned as a ruler of this kingdom and they will never accept a woman."
"So I have the support of house bronx. Good." I said calmly as I started taking my leave from the training ground.
Galahad had a flabbergasted look on his face and said as he ran and grabbed his robe and put it on and ran after me and said calmly "That is not what I mea…"
"Good day your grace. I thank you for your loyalty and will see you at court." I said calmly with a wave of my right hand as I left down the grand hall with giggling mauds behind me.
Galahad had a outstretched right calloused hand and said dumbstruckedly "Was I tricked into obedience."
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THE END…