• One. The beginning. October 1st
    “The candle light fills up my study. My son has grown and is starting to show that he is most definitely fit to be the king. My husband has grown so old its showing. Being queen and king is not easy. I adore waking up to the warm welcome of my subjects. They are so important to me. They send in gifts quite often and I accept them all. They really make it easier on me. So tonight King Aldwyn and I shall host a ball to ring a toast to our young boy Christopher. We shall announce that he will be soon taking over the throne and he will need to find his Queen. Terribly exciting, isn’t it?”
    Signed, Bega

    Bega folds her diary page into a neat square and places it in her leather bound diary, storing it away. There was a knock at the door.
    “You may enter” Said Bega, turning to the door.
    “Queen, the people have begun to gather at the hall doors. The king asks if you are ready to let them enter” servant replies entering quickly.
    “Yes darling. Do tell him I’m well suited. Thank you dear” Bega replied with a smile. The servant bowed and quickly walked out.
    Bega sighed calming her nerves from anticipation. She turned to her mirror and began to brush her long brown locks as the king entered. They locked eyes in the reflection. He walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders.
    “You look lovely as always my dear” Aldwyn said.

    “Oh wynny” she shook her head, smiling, and placed her hand on his.
    “Dear is something the matter? You’ve been in here for a while” he replied with a concerned tone.
    She sighed “Oh my dear, I’m so worried” she stood to face him.
    “What ever for?” He asked.
    “Do you think this was a good idea? To gather the citizens and such?” she looked awful worried.
    He pulled her in close and kissed her forehead “Bega, you are wise. You chose to do this for the best; for our son. I’m sure everything will be fine.” He gently placed his hand under her chin and looked into her big green eyes and said “You are an angel.” She smiled and hugged him once more. “Now shall we? I need my beautiful queen to accompany me at the ball.” He turned offered his arm for her to hold.
    “Why of course we shall.” Bega replied. They walked out of the study.
    ~~
    At the ball, the towns people dressed beautifully; Bega had personally had gotten everyone clothes to be comfortable. A lot of white, blue, and yellow gowns filled the ballroom. Bega had worn her purple gown. As she stood at the top of the stairs with King Aldwyn, The announcer spoke introducing them. All of the guests stopped to turn and everyone bowed in their presence. Bega smiled big and curtsey back quickly noticing one figure not bowing. She ignored it and went onto announcing the great news.
    “Thank you all for coming tonight. I must say, you all look lovely. King Aldwyn and I have great news” Bega smiled at him and he nodded. “Christopher our young boy, now 19 years of age, needs to find his Queen! For he is the king to be!” King Aldwyn said.
    Every woman had cheered and the men as well. Bega turned as Christopher walked to the top of the steps and smiled. His black hair has grown a bit curling at the ends. His bright eyes, one blue and the other green, glowed in contrast to his hair. He walked over to his parents and smiled big hugging them both.
    “You both have nothing to worry. I will find the perfect Queen. Mother, Father, I love you both dearly. I shall take care of this gorgeous town as well as you both do.” He nodded to them hugging them once more.
    Bega whispered to him, “Chri, do be careful. I beg of you.”
    “Of course mother anything for you” he smiled and went down the steps. Bega quickly wiped a tear away.
    Aldwyn took Bega’s hand and walked down the steps as well. They sat on their thrones and Christopher sat next to them with an empty seat to his right and his father on his left.
    A child emerged from the crowd running to Bega.

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