Crown Prince Alexander waved his hand. His preparations for Alicia Execution is set. He should not think of her anymore. He walked down the corridors of the palace.
He ended up unconsciously walking towards the throne room.
Polished braziers encompassing each of the six onyx columns light up every part of the throne hall and mantle the hall in warm yellows. The relatively modest chandeliers hanging from the oblique ceiling dance in the flickering light while carved images and memorials look down upon the obsidian floor of this extravagant hall.
A jade rug runs in a circle around the room, with two paths at the throne and the main entrance while matching banners with gilded crowns swing gently from the walls. Between each banner hangs a small luster, none but a few have been lit and, in turn, illuminate the mosaics of gods and goddesses below them.
Grand, colored glass windows are shrouded by draperies colored the same jade as the banners. The curtains have been adorned with gilded linings and decorating tips.
A dignified throne of mahogany sits within a pagoda of sorts within this hall and is adjoined by two similar, but smaller seats for visiting dignitaries.
The throne is covered in hundreds of elaborate etchings, and fixed on each of the ornate legs is a gemmed skull. The soft pillows are a dark jade, and these, too, have been adorned with embellished lacery.
Those listening to their royal highness can do so on the several opulent, albeit uncomfortable teak benches, all of which are perfectly aligned in rows. Those of higher standing can instead take a seat in the extravagant balustrades facing the throne.
Alexander was entranced by the beauty of his ancestor's creation. This room will belong to him, not some women, only him.
Just outside was an emerald garden of grass is surrounded by well-kept hedges, flower bushes, and shrubs. A lone ornamental piece stands near the left edge, clearly made by a child, and all the more endearing because of it. The flower beds are slightly overgrown, but look otherwise in great shape; they're growing in all sorts and sizes. The hedges, flower bushes, and shrubs reach 1.2m/4ft high but will continue to grow in all directions if not stopped. A single path, marked with round stones, curls around the garden, presenting visitors with an elegant way of discovering the garden. Grass and roots slightly disrupt the pristine look as they hungrily search for even more pieces of land to expand to.
The ornamental piece is the main centerpiece of the garden and was specifically designed to be this. The flower beds are surely a sight to behold, and the hedges, flower bushes, and shrubs are hard to miss, but nothing beats the majesty of the ornamental piece.
Wendy, the young beauty, saint, and women sought after by all, was lip-locked by a young man in armor. The two are isolated in the garden and can't be seen.
They are passionately in each other's arms and are from mere seconds of doing the deed.
Since she came here, Wendy was pampered by all types of handsome men. Sometimes she could not help but think back, the one she could not get. Her first love, her first heart. The man who still did not leave her heart.
She failed to get him, no matter what she did, he never saw her. Instead, he went after a girl whose face and the body were constantly ruined by violence. A girl that could not accept him, for whatever reason she didn't know nor cared.
They had all known each other from a young age when she was riddled with weight and fat. Wendy grew up as an ugly duckling bullied for her looks. She remembered the girl's pity and helping hand, and Wendy only looked at in scorn.
What right did 'she' have to pity her, NONE.
Finally, one day she became a swan sought after by boys, willing to please her. Her bullies prostrated themselves to her.
All but two people did not bow to her, her heart's true man and the one she hated deeply with a passion.
Sometime Later….
Wendy had completely cleaned herself up, her blonde hair looked perfect, despite the passionate few minutes she had with the handsome Knight.
She smiled as she walked away and greeted her powerful lover; she will rule this country as Queen. NO, that's not enough. She wants the world.