As the meal was served, I saw the king looking over the table at Firranda, and not in a good way either. I leaned over and gave Firranda a peck on the cheek, glaring at my father while I did. When he saw that I noticed, his face became a cherry red and he cleared his throat. I filled up my plate with roasted pig, pickled cabbage, cherry tarts, and rolls. I was hoping that Firranda would remember her etiquette as I took a forkful of food and began to eat.
Firranda blushed again when the prince kissed her, lightly and affectionately like he always did, but noticed again his hatred toward his father. Why did he have such a problem with him, he wasn't doing anything wrong! At least, nothing she noticed. Maybe it was a royal thing, she would have to ask him to explain it later. Was she supposed to be glaring at the king? She didn't think so...
Trying to control her primal hunger, Firranda selected a small variety of food on her plate. How long had it been since she had meat?? Contraining herself from shoving her face into the whole pig, she took off a small slice, and using her fork and knife like alien tools, she brought a juicy morsel of it into her mouth. She couldn't hold back a moan of delight--it was better than anything she had ever tasted.
The queen gave Firranda a questioning look, so I made an "mmm" sound as well. When she looked at me, I swallowed and explained that this was one of the best meals that had been made by the new cook so far. She gave a smile of approval and kept eating. I gave a sigh of relief and put another forkful of pork in my mouth. I didn't realize how hungry I had been until I started eating. Everything was so good, I could've just ate it all. I took hold of Firranda's hand and gave it a small squeeze as I kept eating.
FIrranda let the prince hold her hand, even though it felt weird to her. Did they really need to act so lovey-dovey when they were eating? She kind of needed two hands to carve off another slice of pork. But since her hand was incapacitated, she settled for a roll. It took the edge off her hunger, but she still wanted more meat. She instinctively wanted as much as she could, retaing her servant's mentality, since she didn't know when she would get it again. She sqeeuzed the prince's hand back and smiled at him, thinking she might as well play it up if she couldn't be eating right then.
I let go of Firranda's hand and began to eat again. As we finished up, the waiters came in and cleaned up the table. The queen and king came over to us and I stood.
"We are planning on having a ball tomorrow to announce the two of your's engagement. Your presence is required. It'll start at 8 tomorrow night." The queen then turned her attention to Firranda and spoke to her. "I will expect you to be in my room by 6. We will discuss what you are to wear and how to do your hair." Then, she gave a nod and a tight smile and walked out the door. Meanwhile, the king took Firranda's hands and moved closer to her. He put his hand on the small of her back and devoured her with his eyes. "I expect a dance tomorrow night. You will allow this, right?" He was staring at her lips and moving ever closer to her. I bit on my lip real hard, compressing a scream and balling my hands into fists. I turned to look at the wall so that I didn't have to watch. When I heard the door swing open and shut once more, I hit my fist hard against the wall and put my head in my hands.
"Of course, your majesty," Firranda said silkily, immediately kissing him on the lips. She decided she just needed to go with the flow, and at all costs, stay off the king's bad side. He seemed to have a liking to her, and that had to be a good sign. As she began thinking about what she was going to wear and how the queen would do her hair, she let the king lead her into another room. She started glancing around a little nervously. Where was the prince? Where was the king taking her?...
When I turned around, I expected to find Firranda there…and she wasn’t. I couldn’t believe this was happening again, especially when my father knows that I love Firranda. I couldn’t believe this was happening.
I ran out into the hallway and looked both ways. I didn’t see either of them anywhere. “FIRRANDA!!!” I cried out, becoming very worried of what my father might be doing to her.
"What...what are we doing here?" Firranda asked the king nervousy, still trying not to stutter to retain her cover. "Where's the prince?" She began looking around more obviously, glancing around the towering figure of the king. She began to hyperventilate, this definitely wasn't normal.
I tried to think of the one place the king would go whenever he wanted to hide. I finally came up with it. In one of the cells in the dungeon. I took off as fast as I could, hoping nothing awful had happened.
((sorry, but could you tell me what the king is doing? Im guessing you have some cool plot twist in mind, but i don't know what it is :S ))
I burst through the dungeon door and saw my father very close to Firranda, leaning towards her. I grabbed a sword nearby and pointed it at my father as I walked through the cell door.
"Don't you dare. I know what you're trying to do, and you won't do it again. Not to Firranda. I can't believe mother hasn't kicked you out of the castle," I said in disgust as I spat near the ground at his feet, the sword right near his throat.
"What's going on?!?" Firranda shrieked to no one in particular. All of her body's warning signals were flaring, she didn't know what to think anymore. What had the king been about to do to her? And...was the prince really going to use that sword?
Worst case scenario, Firranda thought calmly, I can shapeshift. I'm probably a little rusty, but something like a housefly would be fine. The only problem is...the prince would see me..
"Firranda....let's just say nothing good was going on inside that head of his on what he was planning to do to you," I explained as I kept the sword right at the king's throat. "Father, if you try to get near her again, let's just say there are going to be major issues between the two of us," I said harshly as I pushed Firranda behind me defensively.
The king gave Firranda one last look, turned on his heel with a huff, and walked out of the dungeon with his head held high.
"Ok, spill," Firranda demanded when the king was out of earshot. "You better have a really good excuse for what you just did." After considering the situation for a second, her expersion softened, and she pressed her forehead against the prince's. "I know, you were probably just trying to protect me. Please, just...explain what's going on. What do you mean, this has happened before?"
Tears came to my eyes when Firranda's expression softened and when she laid her forehead against mine. "Firranda.....he's sexually abused many girls who I've cared about, or at least thought I did. I can't let him do that to you, too. I love you too much." I whispered as tears flowed down my cheeks.
Firranda nearly burst into tears when she saw the prince cry. "Oh sweetie...I'm so sorry....I just never expected.." She leaned forward to fully embrace him, shoulders heaving slightly with scared, repenting sobs. "I should've trusted you..you only ever wanted the best for me..." her voice was squeaky and broken with sorrow and tears.
"Royalty can be a pain in the butt sometimes," I said with a slight laugh. "You never know what kind of personality they have. I'm surprised I'm not broken and crazy insane like my father. My mother is the most sane one in my family, yet she's cowardly and acts completely blind to what my father is doing. I feel like I could go insane from living with these people," I mumbled as I wiped the tears off my face, defeated.
"Well...I'm sorry." Firranda said, unsure of how to comfort him. "But you're nothing like your father. Please remember that." She adjusted her position so she could look him in the eye. "Besides," she added, a bit more lightly, "you've got me now."
((Sorry. I've been really busy. I'll make a story post when I get home around 7 or so tonight. Promise. :) ))
((it's fine! You saw my post about this weekend, right? I'll be gone for a lot more than twelve hours ;) ))