Mernatian 2

Meanwhile... in a place far north of maraquat called Estecj (es-tek-j-uh) Land...

"Prince, the ceremonies have started in Maraquat. Your mother has requested your presence at the table of kings."

The High Servant stood in the doorway of Prince Will's room waiting impatiently for the Princes response. He wore pearl white tights and a golden vest over a white diamond studded long sleeve shirt; which slightly puffed out around his wrists, and just under where his belt lie. He also wore his tall knee high black boots like every day, with pride, as it was a gift from Queen Lisa, wife of King Joseph, mother of Prince Will, and daughter of Queen Susad. The crystal buckle atop of his boots catching the sunlight from the open roofed room. Casting rainbows across the cloth-draped posts, which acted as walls for the Prince's privacy. The movement of the light blue and green cloth blowing in the breeze made the room appear ocean like, combined with the soft rainbow reflection from the mans belt.

"Prince I beg of you, please come with me. Your mother will be most unhappy if you do not cooperate."

The Prince slowly laid himself down on the bed where he was sitting.

"Tell her I am ill then. For I do not wish watch the horrible ceremony." He said placing his hands behind his head, and raising his eyes to admire the pink and orange sky.

"She thought you would say something like this, so here is her response. She says it’s a tradition to watch the ceremonies together as a family..."

"OK, OK! SHHHHH! I'm coming. I rather not hear the long lecture she had planned out for you." Prince Will rose from the bed, stretching his arms above his head as he did. Then gently placing them at his sides.

"Why don't you like this ceremony its the same as ones before? And don't you think you should wear something more... appropriate for the occasion?"

Prince Will examined his clothing. He was wearing a black button up shirt with one sleeve rolled to his elbow and the other lie mid-hand. His chest was showing for he only had his shirt buttoned halfway, and he wore a rare garment on his legs called pants. They clung to his legs showing off every muscle he had. The color was a dark shade of the rare purple color. His feet were bare and his belt crooked.

"I would say I look fine, wouldn't you... servant?"

"...yes." The high servent said in a hot tone. For he cannot disagree with royalty, and also insulted by the wrongly titled name.

"Follow me... peasant.."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing just come with me Prince..."