I had me a blast today baking a cake with my niece so I am a bit later than usual.
Kingdom of Crestoria! 6
To shake my head in excitement left and right and around the room to se each and every one looking strangely back at me. With my hand I started to pat my chest and tummy, tried to screw my head around and look over my chest to take a look at my arse. Though I wasn’t able to see down there my hands told me all was just fine. ‘No, no wait. I was missing my wallet! And where is my phone? Pretty sure I put it in of my pockets.’
Somewhere a voice was heard. “The name is Queen Haimati Chephirah Zenith of Crestoria, what be yours stranger?”
Their gaze wouldn’t let up, while I was pretty sure nothing was wrong with me. No torn pants that would show my ‘Cock’ shorts. My eyes weren’t droopy and my skin wasn’t melting. Then why would they look at me this way.
“What are you all staring at?”
-“Wait you didn’t hear your high ass speak to you” Grub said with a smirk on his face, waving his hand as if I was to be in trouble.
“You can’t let mother wait, she is very impatient.”
“So wait that is why you two…” My sentence was abruptly silence by a powerful roar.
-“Silence!” From a far the slender figure yelled down to us. She stood there with her hands in front of her. The sound in her voice was agitated, though I wasn’t sure why. Neither did the other two who were with me as they to looked silently in her direction.
“Wait, where did that cloak go?”
-“I said SILENCE! What an unsophisticated and dumb thing you are, to not even notice a queen talking to you. Come forth and let me take a look at the future hero.” In my back a hand pushes me closer to the lady who is supposedly being the queen of this country. As step in closer I can see her more clearly as well as the man on the thrown who hasn’t moved an inch since I got here. Only his eyes roll left and right while the rest sits frozen like a statue.
“Scrawny little fellow aren’t you, what race would you be?” Her strides are slow and her dress makes it looks like she is floating. Her eyes stern and of an fiery orange. The face of a lioness with little black spots around her pink fading nose. “My name is Queen Haimati Chephirah Zenith of Crestoria and that there on the throne is my husband the King. Leon of Crestoria. What be your name? I am asking again since you did not hear me the first time around”
Her gaze was looking down on me with her head up straight unmoved like my old French teacher. Ready to smack you with her ruler if you was to give a wrong answer. “My name is Duncan Nabal.”
With these words I nod my head as she is a queen after all. I could hear whispers from Grub and the princess who had been sneaking up on me from behind.
To be continued…