Olivia was given a task to drive her younger brother, Johnny to college for his first year but that didn't go as planned due to getting lost and stranded for the night. The next morning, they were greeted by a stranger who led them into a seemingly...
Once I made it to the manor, I got out of the tow truck and I went ahead to enter inside.
The lighting inside is all dim and mysterious with a slight Victorian fashion. The sound of my footsteps echoed as I walked down the dark, marble floor.
If it were up to me, I wouldn't be here at all.
Frankly, Freda is no true queen, she just seem to claim herself as one since Creedence Leonore Gielgud got wiped off of her existence.
Ms Lombard isn't even the next heir to the throne, it's actually me. I was suppose to take the throne, I alone was supposed to be the current king of Nilbog. The rightful King. But I do not care for such status. I didn't want it cause it's of less importance to me. All I want to do is live a normal, natural life without any sort of chaos.
But Freda? She knows that I was supposed to be the next heir which is the reason why she wants to make her status as queen official.
When I arrived at the dome room, the queen's eyes shifted her attention to me and watched as the corner of her lip curled up softly. "Gideon. Nice of you to arrive and on time too"
I bow my head to show respect, despite that I feel no respect towards her, it's mandatory to bow your head to the "queen".
After bowing my head, I approached over then stopped at her very presence "Are there any orders that you require me to do your majesty?"
Freda rose up from her throne and went to stand before me "At the moment? No. I just wanted your company and have an important discussion with you." She replied then gestured for me to sit at the Victorian couch at the very far side.
I went with her to be seated at the vine green, Victorian couch. Freda scooted over a tad bit, feeling her unique pair of grayish-green eyes set still on me. "Now, Gideon. I'd like you to understand something and I just want to make it clear. With the kingdom practically getting back into good shape, there's just one thing. You see, I can't rule it all on my own forever, for starters, my status isn't official. In order for the kingdom of Nilbog to become stronger and live on forever, I'm going to need a king by my side. That's you"
I turned to fixate my attention on Freda, keeping a blank expression, not knowing how to feel about her composed but desperate urge on wanting me to help her rule Nilbog. But as stated, I don't care for it. It's something that I'm not solely set on, not at all. Though her aura screams out at me with desperation, putting me in a complicated spot, making me feel uneasy. Trapped.
