Chapter 2 Fury

The prime minister's eyes went wide with shock.

"What?." He shouted, and everyone looked at the father and son. He looked around and dragged Ramus away.

Princess Ivy reached outside and shouted, kicking the air and squeezing her hand as if she was holding onto Avila's neck.

"My princess.." Diana called, running down the stairs.

"I swear. I'm gonna kill her myself.." She seethed, and the guests who were walking up to the throne hall were staring at her.

Diana noticed this and rushed to stand with Ivy, "What're you doing? people are watching." She whispered to her and dragged her away quickly.

They stopped at the back of the building where no one was seen.

"What's going on? Why was Ramus greeting her and not me?." She queried.

Diana sighed, "You know your sister, she doesn't go unnoticed." She said suddenly and Ivy glared at her.

"I mean, she always wants to be noticed." Diana corrected, not wanting to get on her bad side.

"Anyway, what matters is that you're to be the crowned princess, and no man, I mean no noble would ever reject a crown princess, no?." Diana asked, holding her hand.

With that being said, her face lit up and she ran her hand over her hair, "I feel better." She stated and began walking back while Diana rolled her eyes and followed her.

...

The Prime minister pushed Ramus outside the palace corridor and threw a slap across his face.

"How dare you try to disgrace me?." He spat and raised his hand again which Ramus caught in the air.

"Don't even dare father." He warned with anger and pushed his hand away.

His father was surprised by this.

"Yes. I agreed to follow you because of her. She's the woman I love and there's nothing you or anyone will do."

"You're not ashamed of yourself, what will she offer? she's blind and useless."

"I'll make her useful. If you must know, I love her and that's final." He made to go and his father grabbed his arm again, Ramus looked at his hand and pushed it away, "Don't ever lay your hand on me again. I might not be friendly next time it happens." He glared at him and walked away, almost pushing down a maid who was walking towards them.

This was the first time Ramus acted this way towards his father all his life. He was beaten and bullied by his father. His father wanted much from him, he wanted him to take over him, after he could not take it anymore, he went away from home and hasn't returned since then.

He met Avila outside the palace when she visited the needy and supplied food to them, he fell in love with her and after three years, Avila couldn't go out anymore.

Hearing his father wanted him to marry the spoiled princess, he agreed to come to her coronation because he wanted to see Avila.

The maid stopped and bowed in front of the prime minister.

It was the head maid.

"The king wants to see you in his chamber." She relayed her message, turned, and left.

Rolfe, who looked flustered, breathed out, trying to look presentable before meeting the king.

....

The throne hall filled to the brim, it was suffocating and Avila turned to Saria.

"I need some fresh air." She said,

Saria nodded and began leading her away. As they walked, the people stared at her, the men admiring her beauty and meekness while the women could not stop feeling jealous.

Saria led her to the garden and sat her down.

"Saria.." She called in a low tone.

"Yes, princess.."

"How do you see me?." She asked.

Saria was surprised, she cleared her throat, "I see you as a role model, someone who's kind and pure. You're very beautiful that even the blind would notice, no matter the condition you are in, you still give your beautiful smiles, and you're still happy and welcoming. You don't care about class, you see everyone as equal. Princess, I see you as my big sister, and I'm happy to serve you to the end of my life."

Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she finished, Avila smiled.

"They are the most beautiful words anyone has ever said to me. I'm happy to find a sister in you, Saria." She told Saria and she sniffed, Avila noticed, "Are you crying?."

"No princess." She answered quickly, wiping her tears away.

"Go and get me water. Make sure you are happy before you come back."

Saria chuckled and bowed before leaving.

....

The prime minister entered the King's chamber, and the king's back was turned against him as the maids dressed him up. After they put the royal robe on him, he turned. All the maids walked out.

Rolfe bowed quickly, "My king."

The king shook his head and went to his table, he took a scroll from the table and threw it on the floor.

Rolfe bent down and picked it up, he rolled up the scroll and read the content of the scroll, and his eyes widened.

"That small boy is coming to my daughter's coronation. And for all I know now, we won't be receiving a friendly visitor."

"What do you suggest I do?." He asked Rolfe.

"My king, we have to act friendly, king Lucan isn't someone to deal with."

The king scoffed, "Isn't someone to deal with?." He repeated and began laughing.

The king frowned, and Rolfe began shivering with fear.

With every step he made towards him, his heart kept beating.

The king stopped in front of him, "Are you saying that little boy is stronger than us?."

Rolfe quickly went down, his face on the floor, "I'm sorry your highness. I didn't mean that."

"Then.." He looked down, "What do you mean that he isn't someone to deal with?."

"I'm sorry for this blasphemy. Forgive me, my king." He cried.

The king squatted in front of him and held his chin up.

"Blasphemy? Anyone who does that gets to beheaded. Do you feel special, Rolfe? What makes you think I won't behead you right now?."

"My king!!." He cried.

The king stood up and turned, "We'll let him in, if he tries any nonsense in my palace, I'll kill him, just like I killed his parents." He smirked and walked out.

***

Ramus entered the throne hall, searching for Avila but didn't find her, someone suddenly tapped him from behind and he turned, it was princess Ivy, she was smiling when he turned.

"Perhaps, are you looking for me, Ramus Rolfe?." She asked politely. Anyone would think she's kind with words, everyone feared the princess, and she's very rude and spoiled. Everyone knew she wasn't nice at all and today all eyes seemed to be on her, especially now she was going to be crowned.

"No. Why would I look for you, my princess?." He asked back with a raised brow.

She chuckled lightly, "I am your betrothed, I thought maybe you would like to speak to me today."

A frown blessed his face, he tried so hard not to say displeasing words to her, how can he marry someone like her?, "Excuse me, princess." He said quickly and went away.

Princess Ivy was shocked, her mouth opened as she stared at his back until he was out of sight.

A maid suddenly bumped into her. The maid saw that it was the princess and went down on her knees quickly, "I'm so sorry, my princess. I was..."

Before the maid could finish, a slap went across her face and everyone gasped.