Prince Arthur stands tall with an aristocratic poise, glazing outside the window, as he admired the beautiful scenery below.He was a very handsome man, in fact he was considered to be amongst the top ten handsome men in the whole kingdom.His fair, porcelain skin glowed softly in the light. His dark blue eyes, like sapphires set in moonlit stone, exude a piercing yet thoughtful intensity. Framed by a sharp, chiseled jawline, they draw attention to his striking features. A pointed nose adds an air of refinement to his face, balanced by full, sculpted lips that hint at a quiet confidence. His blonde hair, golden like sun-kissed wheat, falls in effortless waves to his shoulders, lending a touch of youthful wildness to his otherwise dignified demeanor. Broad shoulders and a lean, athletic build speak of a life spent in disciplined training, while his graceful movements echo the elegance of a royal bred to lead. He was dressed in a black tunic shirt with white trousers and black ridin

The next day being a Sunday, was another day full of various surprises for the royal household.Princess Crystabel woke up early that morning, and with the help of her maids began to prepare for Sunday mass.She was still doing so when her mother, Queen Cordelia, came inside her chambers, fully dressed for the church service also."Good morning, mother." she greets her mother, bowing a little as a form of curtsey."Good morning, how was your night?" the Queen asked."It was fine, mother, yours?" "Hmmm...it was okay" Queen Cordelia sighed.Princess Crystabel immediately thought of her younger brother Prince Arthur.She really hoped he was fine.She decides to ask her mother about his welfare, since she ( her mother) was the one who went to the king to intercede on his behalf."What about Arthur?""He would be released shortly. Your father just called for Varrons to release him. He probably may join us in mass later.""Okay let me swiftly finish up. We all know his Majesty hates being

Prince Derrick rode back to the royal castle feeling annoyed by Claire Wilson's words to him at her place. He couldn't help but wonder who was that man that had captured Claire's heart so dearly? What does he have that he prince Derrick don't have? Money?Connections?Fame?'What is it that was so special about this said man?' he thought in his mind.Arriving at the castle, he got of his horse and a servant quickly took his horse to the royal stables where it would be attended to properly.He went straight to his mother's apartments where he saw her discussing with the prime minister of Naviel, Lord Anthony windspark.He immediately greeted them and told them of his reason to see his mother.They listened to him attentively before queen Jasmine said to him,"My dear, I know you are really upset with what Claire Wilson told you today but please if I may advice you, as a mother, I would say that you give her some time, maybe she's just infatuated with this same man.But if she stil

Meanwhile Prince Arthur was in his bed chambers with Greg. He had just come out of the washroom where he had his bath. He quickly put on his underwear and Greg helped him put on his royal attire he collected from the royal designer earlier in the morning.He had just finished wearing his shoes when Talbot Harris came in with Richard Neville."Hehe...you look so dashing, your highness." Talbot commented upon entering the room."You can say that again." Richard added."Prince Arthur is and would forever remain handsome." Greg said as he fastens the cloak round Prince Arthur's neck and steps back."Grayson's works are becoming more good, nowadays." Richard said, drawing the topic from Prince Arthur."Yes I agree with you, would immediately send him orders for him to make for me." Talbot said."You all are not looking bad yourselves." Prince Arthur commented."Thank you your highness, but..." Richard said."Alright alright, let's get going. We can't keep his majesty and the guests wait

King Alfred lay in bed, his chest still heaving with exertion, after a long marathon session of love making.Queen Cordelia lying on his chest, began to draw lines on it, skillfully playing with his n**ples."I sincerely want to thank you my lord for the wonderful banquet you threw for our son." King Alfred's eyes locked on Queen Cordelia's smiling face. "You're welcome, my love," he said, his voice husky. "I wanted to make it a special night for Arthur. He's a good boy lately, hadn't been found wanting in any trouble. Besides he deserves it, because he's my son, King Alfred's son." he boasted.Queen Cordelia smiled, snuggling closer to him. "He certainly does. And you've made him very happy, husband of mine.""Hehe....you...."Just as King Alfred was about to respond, a knock on the door interrupted them. He groaned, annoyed at the interruption. "Who is it?" he called out, trying to keep his voice calm.The reply came from the other side of the door, "It's Teftler, Your Majesty