Aubain
21-11-2004, 06:28
Aubainian Governmental palace; King's bedroom:
"Does this look okay Mort?" A young man standing in front of a large mirror asked his servant, who was currently standing near the door. He was dressing up extra nice tonight, in a black tuxedo. He normally stuck to a business suit, but tonight a young woman was visiting the palace. Some strings from his palacial servants had reached up to his father, dowager king of Aubain. The dowager was simply told that the king needed to marry soon, and that they had served a family just a few months ago which had a single woman, open to courting.
The dowager was delighted with such an opening, and promptly contacted the family of which she belonged too. It was scheduled that she'd arrive a few months later. A day before her arrival, the dowager finally told his son, which nearly sent the son into trama. The son spent the rest of that day and the day of her arrival grooming himself. Now, it was just a few hours before the young woman's arrival.
"You look fine my lord.." Mort said, handing the king his overcoat. The king quickly took it, and tossed it on. He was ready, almost. He quickly combed over his hair again, and then left his room, leaving towards the gardens. The dowager had chosen the gardens, for they were the most beautiful in all of Aubain, not to mention where he had met his own wife for the first time. The time of her arrival was upon them.
"Alright, Drake. Be nice to her, she is a woman after all." The dowager replied.
"Yes sir." Drake replied back.
"And don't be so forward. You must take this slow."
"Yes sir."
"Good luck son."
The dowager soon left after their conversation, leaving Drake in the gardens alone. He had a few minutes before the woman would arrive. Aubain city was huge, and the palace was far from the entrance gate of the city.
"Does this look okay Mort?" A young man standing in front of a large mirror asked his servant, who was currently standing near the door. He was dressing up extra nice tonight, in a black tuxedo. He normally stuck to a business suit, but tonight a young woman was visiting the palace. Some strings from his palacial servants had reached up to his father, dowager king of Aubain. The dowager was simply told that the king needed to marry soon, and that they had served a family just a few months ago which had a single woman, open to courting.
The dowager was delighted with such an opening, and promptly contacted the family of which she belonged too. It was scheduled that she'd arrive a few months later. A day before her arrival, the dowager finally told his son, which nearly sent the son into trama. The son spent the rest of that day and the day of her arrival grooming himself. Now, it was just a few hours before the young woman's arrival.
"You look fine my lord.." Mort said, handing the king his overcoat. The king quickly took it, and tossed it on. He was ready, almost. He quickly combed over his hair again, and then left his room, leaving towards the gardens. The dowager had chosen the gardens, for they were the most beautiful in all of Aubain, not to mention where he had met his own wife for the first time. The time of her arrival was upon them.
"Alright, Drake. Be nice to her, she is a woman after all." The dowager replied.
"Yes sir." Drake replied back.
"And don't be so forward. You must take this slow."
"Yes sir."
"Good luck son."
The dowager soon left after their conversation, leaving Drake in the gardens alone. He had a few minutes before the woman would arrive. Aubain city was huge, and the palace was far from the entrance gate of the city.