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‘‘Crown P-prince Aka! It is time for t-the council meeting! The elders asked me to r-relay that this meeting is important as it is a-about your crowning…!’’
Seishi looked up from the stack of books he surrounded himself in and eyed the servant that had dared to disturb him from his studies. The brunette instantly looked away in fear, or respect. Seishi could not tell, but it did not matter. It has been like this since he was born, for all the lower status to obey him.
He was taught never to reveal his weakness to his servants or he could be taken advantage of before he knew it. That was how his father, the king, had raised him. He learnt before long never to cry, requests were not made, only orders were given. The only one Seishi took orders from was his father.
Sighing, Seishi pinched the bridge of his nose. ‘‘Tell them I will be down soon.’’
The brunette continued standing awkwardly at his door, seemingly as though wanting to say something but not daring to.
‘‘Well?’’
‘‘T-the council m-members wanted me t-to i-inform you that tardiness is not befitting of the future king…’’
Seishi stood and walked towards the servant, who looked as though he wanted to run for his life. Seishi was honestly surprised, it was rare for anyone to dare to talk back to him, even if they looked as though Seishi was about to snap his neck that moment. Truth to be told, the brunette looked so small and skinny that Seishi was fairly certain that he could snap the boy’s neck after all, even if they were almost of the same height.
He stared straight into the servant’s brown eyes and spoke, ‘‘I am certain those old geezers who have enough time to lounge around, sip wine and gorge themselves on the products of our country have enough time to wait for, what was it they referred me to as? Ah. The Future King. Relay my message, and do not make me repeat a third time. ‘I will be down soon’ ’’.
The servant’s eyes opened slightly wider in fear and nodded his head, even though it was obvious to Seishi that he had no wish to relay such a crude message to the council of elders that helped the king run this country.
The moment the servant left, Seishi started to feel a slight tinge of guilt for doing that to the servant. He was after all, merely doing his job. Seishi glanced at the stack of books that were incomplete as he sighed. He could finish them after the council meeting.