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Knives And Pens: Part 4

Long over due part.-Fluffykins
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Walking in the court yard, birds flying over head, I was taken 
back to the beauty there is in this open field. So much beautiful 
than there ever was in my country; all you would see is dullness, 
sadness and illness going around. My father, who I try to adore, 
is a powerful king but an awful ruler. Hate by all his subjects 
and even his wives-my mother being the first to hate him. Growing 
up, I was told by mother plenty of times, I was the only pure 
thing to ever come out of her marriage to my father. She also 
stated she wished she could have loved me more, like all others 
did, but couldn't because I was not the son they thought I was to 
be. Sons are the most beloved children there are here, girls are 
to be sent off to marry rich kings-to which how my marriage to 
King Austin was arranged-so they can keep their family the rulers 
of the kingdom. Also so they can have an ailed force if needed in 
battle.

I plucked a nicely place, and tempting rose from one of the large 
bushes surrounded the outside of the castle. I was escaping the 
queenly lessons my King had required for me. Sir Edwin-the same 
man who taught me since the age of three of my princess duties-
now teaching me what I need to know about being a Queen and what 
not to do as Queen. I spent most of my life getting told how to 
do things, and I have had enough of it! If I am to become Queen, 
I am to become Queen on my own will with the knowledge I already 
know. And what I have learned while looking at my mother through 
the years. I do not need anyone to tell me how to run a country 
while my king is away to battle or what to do in case of a 
rebellion, I know what to do to fight them back. I don't need 
teachings, I don't need Sir Edwin, I just need myself and my 
abilities to rely on.

Escaping into the court yard was the best idea I ever had. 
Princesses need breaks too. I twirled the rose in between my 
fingers-not minding the thorns-and continued walking. I admired 
the view of King Austin's kingdom. Such a lovely place. Such a 
nice and lovely day, also, nothing could ruin this.

Michael: Princess Estella!

I have spoken far too soon I believe.

Me: *turns around to him* Sir Michael.
Michael: Princess, you should be in the ballroom with Sir Edwin. 
King Austin strictly told me to make sure you got your lessons 
in.
Me: *plays with the rose as I walk away, smiling* I know my King 
did.
Michael: Than why are you going against his orders?
Me: Because, Michael, ever since I was three-years-old I was 
taught lessons on how to be a proper princess and now years 
later...I am to be taught by the same man to teach me things I 
ALREADY know about being a queen.
Michael: How do you know already?
Me: Years from watching what a great queen my mother was.
Michael: Being a queen has changed-
Me: No, no it has not. People want to believe that...only because 
I am so young and they believe I need teachings. I don't. If I am 
to be queen, I am to be queen by what I know already.
Michael: The king will not like this.
Me: What the king does not know, will not hurt the king.

Michael was silent for a bit until his lips curved a small, yet 
sly smile.

Michael: You, as queen Estella, will be the most interesting of 
all.
Me: How so?
Michael: This castle has been dull for a while now, King Austin 
isn't the man he once was, but with you around I believe this 
will be a very lively place.
Me: *smiles* Well, thank you, Sir Michael. Now have this rose on 
a count *places the rose in his hair*

He laughed and I smiled at him, bowing before continuing my 
stroll around the court yard. I looked over my shoulder, making 
sure Michael didn't notice me, smiling as I saw him remove my 
rose from his hair and place it into the pocket of the shirt he 
wore. He smiled at it before returning to the castle, probably to 
tell Sir Edwin I am finish with my lessons for today.

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