"Sire, last we spoke you told me that the marriage between a man and other man should be granted under the eye of our sun." Official worship the official officer of law said.

"Yes I remember this meeting, The pesky farmer and his collection of very well grown cattle."

"If such a thing is made to be so, which is already in the makings does that mean, that a man can take as many husbands as he wants like a man can bride as many maidens as he deems necessary."

"I suppose that would be the case. But this case should only be allowed amongst the higher ranks" The king said.

"How High sire?" The man asked as he started writing the law on a scroll.

"First and second settlers only."

"So men will only be a delicacy for the rich."

"Marriage between a man and another is fine but marriage between one man and many should be a privilege only for the rich." The king clarifies and the official nods as his scribbles down the king's words before dipping his paint brush in for more ink.

"There have been more appearance of male sirens in the east near the red river, perhaps this law should be pushed back just until we have a handle on them."

"Sirens are intersexual creatures, worship. they will sway their hips as women and if you don't bat an eyelash they will thrust their hips as men. This law will not be welcoming of their cause, instead follow drowning precautions as per usual." The king said eying the plate that was being made for him.

"Yes sire-"

The double doors busted open and Akia walked in with a huge grin and a bright sparking red dress on.

Her hair looked half made and her breast were almost obscenely propped on the opening of her dress.

Akia notices official worship a man who was very close to her father and immediately bows.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were having a meeting your majesty." Akia said with her head down.

The king smiles, she had a smell he adored. Even from the door he could caught her soft welcoming scent of honey and lavender. The scent will be a blessing for their son. He'd relish in the smoothing smell from his mother's chest.

The king smiles at the thought.

"Oh lady Akia- what a delightful surprise. Wow the more you grow the more beautiful you become." Official worship said and the king's smile drops as Akia's increase.

"Am I more beautiful than Eleanor?" Akia asked in a teasing fashion.

"-I couldn't possibly say now could I?" Official worship said before the two laugh amongst themselves.

The king's smile had remained a frown the entire time.

He clears his throat, gesturing for Juliet to pull Akia a seat.

Juliet goes to pull a seat near the king himself from the very long table but Akia quickly pulls one near the Official worship who was all the way on the other side.

Juliet bows to the king as Akia sits down and practically dances in her seat as she continues to converse with the way older man.

The king looks down at his steak, eggs and fruits. His appetite disappearing.

The doors of the dining room were knocked gently. Juliet goes to open the door. The queen walks in, in a red dress as well. Somehow the same dress that Akia had been wearing on her shorter stocker body.

The queen notices her first and then the dress second.

Her lips tug into a smile, she eyes hard and deviant.

She sits on the chair right next to the king as Akia bows in her direction, greeting her.

"It seems we have the same tailor." The queen said with a kind humor in her calming voice. She takes the tea pot and pours the king a small cup of tea which he takes almost immediately.

"Mother made this for me herself-" Akia said with her eyes filled with excitement.

"Is that what she told you love?" The queen retorted and the king chokes on his tea.

Akia remains silent as everyone jumps forward to help the king who just continues to choke.

Akia couldn't wait to leave the palace.

General Kenya arrived at his home.

He was greeted by all 50 servants.

He hands off his horse without acknowledging any of them.

Melvin the leading butler helped an exhausted April off her horse.

Once April was on the ground she grabbed her horse and led him to the stable.

General Kenya headed inside the home. His wife was reading on the fur chair by the furnace.

"I'm home Lucile." The general spoke but the woman's gaze remained on her book.

"Lucile, I said I'm home." The general said one more time and the woman scoffs.

"What importance does that pose to me Arthur?" The woman said eyes never leaving her book.

The man walks around to her, he knees before her and holds her feet in his hands.

"I didn't know-" he said but was immediately kicked off. The man falls backwards only inches away from the burning wood behind him.

He sits back on his knees in front of her.

"The one child we fought so hard to get you couldn't protect, you let one of our child become a high rank slave, the other effeminate and struggling to become a female warrior and then you dared to give away my daughter, my princess."

"I'll get her back darling I promise you."

"She's pregnant now, whatever you think you can do to save her is too late. I'll save her, myself." The woman says and the man whimpers on his knees as tears began flooding his eyes.

"I'll bring her back here, we can move adopt the child and raise them as our own while she lives her life."

"And you think the king will allow for such a thing." The woman said tossing her book aside and glaring angrily at the man for even suggesting such a thing.

"I'll meet him, I'll persuade him."

"A man's loyalty to another will and can always be broken by the love of a woman." The woman says.

The king watched as the official made Akia laugh for the 20th time. He couldn't imagine being jealous of someone so old and bordering fragile.

"You know Eleanor didn't eat for 2 days just fit that dress, after the play, she ate so much that she ripped the dress right open. The sight was quite humorous." The man said and akia laughs so more.

"You know, she's very gorgeous and acts incredibly but every day before one of the plays I go out to the streets and give everyone a pomegranate. But you must never repeat those words to her."

"You cheat your favoritism?" The old man said completely shocked.

"I wouldn't say cheat-" Akia said and the king coughed before joining the conversation.

"What's this all about." He said interrupting the queen he didn't even realize was talking to her maids about bringing out food.

"Oh sire, Akia and my daughter host a beauty pageant every spring where they dress up like duchesses and steal the hearts of the men and children."

"How come I've never witness such a show?" The king said winking at Akia whose whole body doubles in temperature.

"It's hardly a formal event my king just a play for the kids." Akia said looking down at her fiddling fingers.

"I would love to be invited to the next." The king said, when he sees the young girl smile. His appetite returns as if it never left.

It wasn't the man who was making her smile- the king noted- it was just the memory of her friend.

The maids bring out food for the guest.

Akia was the first to start eating, it was almost an instant thing when her eyes made contact with the dish. She shovels the food into her mouth as if she'd die without it.

The king watches, it must be the sun king. He had to consume a lot to fuel his growth.

The queen was disgusted, almost too disgusted to continue eating.

Her acts were too uncivilized and she felt uncomfortable to just be sitting at a table with her.

"You should slow down Akialine, I promise the food won't run." The queen said earning gentle laughing from otherwise stoic maids.

Akia looks up, feeling embarrassed. She sits up straight and mumbles a gentle 'sorry.'

The doors to the dinning room are once again bursted open. This time it was to reveal general Kenya and his daughter April whose eyes had almost fallen out of her head at the sight of Food.

She rushed to her sister's plate as the younger Kenya daughter sat up to greet her father.

Akia ran into her fathers arms and held on tightly. This was her ticket of there and she won't let him go for anything else in the world.

"Arthur, when did you get here?. I heard you where coming but I didn't expect a visit so soon."

"You never specified which one of my daughters you wanted as a bride. Your letter said you wanted a bride from my family, I assume it was my daughter April-"

April looks up with both cheeks stuffed with whole eggs. She chews slowly feeling eyes on her.

"She was much older and had been trained to serve a man of your status. I assume she was who you wanted so I gave you my permission based on those premises."

"Arthur I realized my error a couple days ago. Believe me if I had known of the consequences of my writing at the time I would've specified but I was euphoric knowing I knew the girl who was going to bare my king. My apologies are the sincerest."

"WHAT IS AN APOLOGY GOING TO DO FOR ME WHEN YOU HAVE STOLEN AND RAPED MY DAUGHTER-" general Kenya yelled, the hallow dining hall reflecting his every word. Akia jumped frightened by her Father's loud voice.

The guards behind the king had pulled their swords from their sides.

"To raise your voice towards our king, such an act is punishable by death." Clast said from the king's side.

"A lowly dead in an open cell." He finished.

Clast's eyes held no familiarity towards his father. He had no recognition of family when he looked at the man.

"Everything you do is punishable by death in this palace." The king said jokily. "Look, I understand your anger. I want to know how to repay you for my grave mistake." The king said and akia's chest starts beating.

"I want her back home, I want her to be with her family." The general said and akia's stomach flipped waiting to hear the king's response.

"She's pregnant." The king replies.

"I've been made aware." The general responded.

"So by law you must know, she's my property now." The king said before putting a piece of steak in his mouth.

Akia swallowed as he starts talking again.

"I apologize general, but this is her home now."

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Author's note: if y'all have any questions just ask. I'll answer everything but I'm not giving away any spoilers.