Tales of Viveria – A gracious gift

High upon stone throne laden with beautifully draped cloth, sat an old gizzard, his tapping fingers waiting for days end. The hall lay quiet, with nearly every man hid behind steel helmet asleep.

Soon the king turned, scornful eyes piercing the servant 

beside him with a gasp. “Call it off, it’s clear our guest isn’t coming and I’m too tired to wait much longer.”

He turns back to the hall, seeing the bucket heads for knights sway lazily asleep. He stood with booming roar “I SAID YOU ARE DISMISSED” the entire room lit up in panic. You could see guards stumble out of the hall as the king slowly left his throne in a grumble.

He passes through double doors, to be met by a boy in his image “So I take it the envoy hadn’t visited?”

The king groans “No, I suppose the neighboring kingdom wishes more to test my patience than to rather reach an agreement.” The son replies “So will we wait? Or shall we send out a party to make sure they didn’t get lost?”

“I could care less either way, I’m still going to send a message directly requesting a damn answer to why they take so damn long.”

The king stops at his bedroom door, waving to the son “however that will have to wait for tomorrow, good eve Thurston.”

The son waves back, pacing to his room to catch a certain someone..

A servant stood at the prince’s bedside, dusting off the tops of drawers and cabinets when the door opens with a loud creak. “H-hey Mitilda” the prince utters, “evening Thurston” she replies, quickly setting down her dusting tool.

She sits upon the bedside, patting the spot beside her; the prince closing the door behind him and taking a seat. The small woman places her head on his shoulder “so I’m curious as to what you wanted to talk about, so what’s upon your mind?”

His eyes are glued to wall with anxiety; he quietly mutters out “well.. I want to hear what your day was like first.”

“Oh, it was great!” She kicks off the bed with a skip and twirls around “I’ve been saving my silver and copper for so long, that I wanted to go and get something.”

So she spins with one flowing whirl, “so I decided to get a dress! What do you think?” The red fabric swung around her marvelously, with precisely woven seams and ribbons adorning her figure.

“I-its beautiful” his face starts to glow a shade of pink “I know right! I commissioned a clothier that was recommended to me by the other servants, and I’d say they’re guesswork was right.”

She plops back down again “it just was a hassle to get the dress once it was finished, but I was able to sneak some time to go grab from the market. So now with that, you owe me.”

She lays her head on his shoulder again, gazing into his eyes, his heart starting to pick up more speed. “Well.. I have been dealing with something..”

“Well what is it? I’m sure a prince like yourself could-” “I need your help with the matter.”

She sat there shocked “well what is it? I can help you with anything you need Thurston” he sat in ponder, wondering if this was a good idea.

He turned to meet her eyes yet again, a certainty filled him, so he met her somber lips. He parted, turning his head away as she sat in bafflement and blush, her entire body warm and glowing with heat.

“W-well, I-I would never expect you to…