Chapter 4
The sun glistening on the floor of the palace, Queen Serenity II walked calmly across the dining room floor awaiting her husband’s return from the council chambers. She had been banned from the meetings for a month because she had called one of the council chairmen an pretentious idiot.
Well that man deserved it calling our kingdom going to ruins! Serenity huffed as she glanced at the clock for the tenth time this minute. Her husband had said we would leave the meeting at two thirty to go on a picnic with her and discuss the meeting with her, of course at a safe and long distance from the council chairmen. The clock had struck three o’clock an HOUR ago. Serenity, being the patient woman she was, had only yelled twice. She hated it when her husband did this. He often teased her, and her being the idiot she was thought it to be the truth. Oh the small queen was already thinking up many ways to torture her husband. She would first kick him out of their room. He could sleep in the guest room or the stables for all she cared at this moment…
“Darling I am so sorry I am late!” Dimitri said coming up behind her with a twinkle in his eyes. How he loved teasing his wonderful wife. “Sweetheart you aren’t mad at me are you?” Dimitri asked as Serenity had stopped walking the moment he spoke. He back was turned to him so he had yet to see her face, but knowing his wife as he did Dimitri stood on the other side of a chair to provide him with some sort of barrier from Serenity. As much as he loved teasing her, she hated it back with the same amount of passion.
But as Serenity turned around she had a huge smile upon her face. Her eyes were twinkling with merriment. But that was what scared Dimitri. Oh no…
“No of course I’m not mad darling. How could I be mad at you? But I do hope you won’t be mad at me when you are locked from MY room tonight,” with that Serenity huffed off. Dimitri could only hope she would calm down before nightfall, which wasn’t likely.
“You teased her again didn’t you daddy?” came his daughter’s voice from behind him a few minutes later. Renée always had this sixth sense for when her parents were arguing. And though they weren’t often, she always knew who was in trouble. “Don’t worry daddy, you can sleep with me tonight, but only if you read me a story and don’t snore.” Renée said smiling up to her daddy. She had inherited his genes of teasing. Her mischievous smile told him she was in fact teasing him.
“Who said I snored?” the king asked his hands out ready to tickle the young princess. The young girl recognizing her father advancing began to run to the gardens, ones she knew better than the back of her hand. For the next hour laughter was all that was heard in the palace gardens, and the queen could be seen in her balcony watching the two play with a serene smile on her face.
