A small kingdom named Asden, situated in the north of France surrounded by various Kingdoms, under the rule of King Maurice, there lived the smart-witted daughter of the Duke Sir Connor Clemons, Aaliyah. Her boldness always the hot topic of the town.
Her Step-mother, Lady Clemons always after her to make her understand to behave like the nobility she is. Her step-sisters equally beautiful, posing the clear example how aristocrats should be. Elegant with their behaviour, voice soft and like nightingale when singing. Spending days in festivities, tea parties and getting to know eligible men, talking about jewelleries and expensive things, outdoing the ladies belonging to the same status, so-called friends. All together they were following their mother’s footsteps wisely as groomed.
But the Lady of the Estate was tired of Aaliyah’s ill behaviour, Who was no less than her step-sisters, only that she was putting her studies into use, which was not appreciated by the elders. A girl, woman should have their boundaries where the household accounts end.
“A young lady shouldn’t meddle with the court matters and show constant involvement with the business! This is absurd!” Lady Clemons raised her voice at the dining table pointing at Aaliyah.
Everyone kept quiet. Except, Sir Connor lifted his eyes to meet his little girl’s, who only focused on her food. 653Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0wVlg2NEnN
The step mother continued, looking down glumly at her plate, “Our Daughters have come of age now. I don’t want nothing less than perfect for them. Next month we’re attending the banquet and I don’t want her to spout nonsense in front of the learnt men.”
Father looked at her daughter with concern, “My dear, do you wish to get married?” The question was directed to his only daughter because the other two have been dying to get acquainted with new men.
Aaliyah nodded to her father, “Since maa wishesp it, why not? Papa. Whenever Father likes. I’ll get married.” The Lady didn’t like her being extra close to the Duke, but Aaliyah assists her father and helps him draft new policies and strategies to make the pillars of the family business stronger. He is bound to dote on her.
“Splendid! With His Majesty’s Blessings we’ll proceed with the functions day after tomorrow.” And with that her father excused himself and left with the daughter following his back. The three were left alone and continued to chit chat planning for the upcoming ball.
A month later, the family set off to the palace. Lady Clemons kept instructing her daughters in the carriage how to stay neutral and well-mannered all the time. Especially Aaliyah, “Listen carefully, my dear. Talking about laws or taxes is what commoners do. Take this as a grand event where you have to be ladylike. Don't say that’ll disgrace your family. Rumours spread, others will look down upon us.” Sometimes the lady doubted how she could be of royal blood.
“I know that.” Aaliyah mumbled in a small voice. How can she not know? She knew the world more than her mother did. She has her ears in the Royal Palace, she pulls the strings in the senate whenever her father wants her to. She monitors the course of His Majesty’s mood and playboy crown prince’s doings and affairs. Just to remind them, who they work for.
She met Lady Clemon's gaze, and chose to audibly comply with her oblivious step-mother. “I’ll keep that in mind. Mother.” Now everyone seemed content.
They reached the grand decorated palace in a short while. Every two months it’s the same. The nobility can’t keep themselves from spending in luxuries and organising social events, Aaliyah thoughts wonder. Though, Aaliyah was above those. She had tasted power, and that enticed her more than luxury in materialistic things.
Her father had greeted his majesty already since he had to attend to some work in the palace itself, So it was obvious she was going to be greeting him alone. And she had already predicted if she went alone, King Maurice would set her up for the night with his dear son, she decided against it and planned to get herself a man first, and then approach the King.
“If this isn’t our Aaliya!” Aaliyah dumbfounded, coughing on her drink turned around in reaction to the unknown voice of a man. “Forgotten me already, Beautiful?”
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