The Stagus

Mother's home

  Yo ya'll weirdos! This is my first fic so please no flames! K bye
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     Prince James and Princess Elizabeth ran excitedly down the halls. The children (eight years old mom!) had been told by their mother's guard to meet her in the throne room. 

     They both had huge smiles on their faces because maybe mother remembered their birthday this year,maybe she had gotten them a present! Even if she didn't they would still be happy, mother was never home. They bounded into the throne room.
    Mother was sitting in her gold throne starring down at them. She was wearing her solid gold crown with silver designs and a thick red cape with their kingdom's symbol in the middle, the panther.
     She had a revealing black gown that simmered when she moved. The sleeveless gown dipped at the top and had two slits on the sides. Her flowing black hair with natural golden brown highlights was pulled in a complex pattern of braids that all lead to a bun on the top of her head. In short the twenty-four year old looked beautiful.
     She had been sixteen when she gave birth to the twins. They were three when she started leaving home for long periods of time. Their father was still a mystery to them, mother was the only one that knew who he is. She hated him so very much that she had banished him and sent out parties to kill him. All of their lives the twins had been taught to fear him, loath him.
     It had worked. I mean if it weren't for him mother would be happy and home. They would have been actually raised by their own parents instead of maids. Everything would be better. The queen stood dress flowing behind her.    

    "Children I have decided that you are ready to have a slave that's your own age and can be molded into the most well mannered slave who will do anything." The children smiled even more at that, they didn't care about the slave, no, mother knew their age! "This slave was harvested from the northern part of our empire. She was picked out from the prettiest couple of the village and will be a beauty when she's older."
     She nodded at on of the guards and they walked in tall child looking to be nine or ten. She had obviously been recently washed and dressed in a slave uniform. The guard shoved her forwards and she stumbled to the twins. "What's your name?" Elizabeth poked the girl on the arm wanting a response. "A-Alice " the girl stuttered. "Are you ten?" James started poking Alice too.
     "Nine." She let out shyly. "Cool you're older than us but we're in charge of you!" Elizabeth shouted in glee. Alice looked slightly disturbed by the outburst but nodded nonetheless. The twins looked at their mother. "Is their anything else you wanted to tell us?"
     Elizabeth's hopeful question made James look up from Alice to his mother. "Why would there by anything else?" Queen Catherine looked upon them confused. "Never mind." James grabbed his dejected sister's wrist and tried to pull her and Alice out of the room. Tried being the main word here. "Wait!"
     Elizabeth shouted, "Did you meet anyone on your journey?" The queen's eyes narrowed, "If you're asking if I saw your father than you have taken none of my lessons to heart. Your father was a cold blooded assassin who left the castle when you were babies to search of more bloodshed then our safe empire provides." Her lips drew into a thin line,"And he shall never be mentioned again." She glared at her child as James pulled her away.