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XXXXShe was seated calmly by the windows as she looked at the night sky filtered with shining stars. They looked beautiful and she did not care what fate that boy would have. She had already done her part. That boy would just not listen to simple logic. That was when she heard a ruckus. It was not the sound of the guards, that much she was certain. What did that boy do this time? She stood once more from her position and decided to see what has occurred.
The doors opened for her as books littered all over the floor and the guards unconscious. It was disgraceful as she picked one of the books on the floor. That boy made a mess of these books that held the history of the Dominion and even that of the Cosmos with such rudeness. He has no respect and was not even wise enough to own up to his actions. It was revolting to see him as possible royal. It made her concerned of the Kingdom that would be under that boy's rule.
She would have him clean this mess instantly and be sufficiently punished for such transgressions. For now, her attention shifted to one of the desks which held a portion of a cake and a book. She approached it as her eyes appraised the two foreign objects. She reached for the book and opened it. There she saw the most ugly handwriting and drawing her eyes had laid upon. Was this supposed to be him? That boy should mind his education more, still it was readable for most part. Did he call her a dictator? He insults her and then gives her this book and cake as a peace offering even with the mixture of a compliment, about her smile being pretty.
She placed the book down on the desk and did not even cast the cake another glance. She returned to the nearby communication sphere. There was an answer instantly. "Have the guards be reprimanded for their incompetence and have a maid clean the mess. I do not want to see any traces of the intrusion, not even a speck." She ended it at that and returned to her formal quarters, leaving a book and the cake untouched on that desk. She has no use for such frivolous things.
The doors opened for her as books littered all over the floor and the guards unconscious. It was disgraceful as she picked one of the books on the floor. That boy made a mess of these books that held the history of the Dominion and even that of the Cosmos with such rudeness. He has no respect and was not even wise enough to own up to his actions. It was revolting to see him as possible royal. It made her concerned of the Kingdom that would be under that boy's rule.
She would have him clean this mess instantly and be sufficiently punished for such transgressions. For now, her attention shifted to one of the desks which held a portion of a cake and a book. She approached it as her eyes appraised the two foreign objects. She reached for the book and opened it. There she saw the most ugly handwriting and drawing her eyes had laid upon. Was this supposed to be him? That boy should mind his education more, still it was readable for most part. Did he call her a dictator? He insults her and then gives her this book and cake as a peace offering even with the mixture of a compliment, about her smile being pretty.
She placed the book down on the desk and did not even cast the cake another glance. She returned to the nearby communication sphere. There was an answer instantly. "Have the guards be reprimanded for their incompetence and have a maid clean the mess. I do not want to see any traces of the intrusion, not even a speck." She ended it at that and returned to her formal quarters, leaving a book and the cake untouched on that desk. She has no use for such frivolous things.