Short Stories 1.1

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The sky couldn’t be bluer. It was an impossibly beautiful day.

The long entourage arrived at the hot spring. The front of this train was a white carriage with a three-eagle royal symbol.

The place was ready for the Cransian royalty. The owners, Viscount Nolan, and his wife had been getting the place ready for days to great the royal family.

The hot spring was thoroughly cleaned. The tiles were scrubbed until they looked new. The garden was decorated with the rarest plants borrowed from neighboring lands. This morning, all of the silverware was cleaned till they shined like mirrors.

They were ready.

Today was a special day. Even the lowliest servants were given new clothes. Everyone was excited and nervous at the same time.

Finally, the carriage arrived.

Per Viscount’s order, everyone kneeled.

“Greetings to your highness the emperor and your highness the empress.”

“Greetings to your highness the princess.”

Everyone said in a respectful voice as the carriage door opened. A woman in a luxurious dress got out and announced clearly.

“Please raise your heads.”

Viscountess Nolan looked up slowly. The woman who got off the carriage was in her early to mid-twenties and had exotic features.

Jet black hair and beautiful skin color. It was rumored that the empress was a highest born lady from a faraway kingdom and the viscountess now believed it. Viscountess Nolan quickly recovered from her nervousness and introduced herself.

“Greetings to the most honored Empress. I am Viscountess Nolan, the caretaker of this place Maram. My name is Belinda.”

The Viscount was next.

“Greetings to the most honored Empress. I am Belinda’s husband Viscount Nolan. My name is Talin.”

The empress smiled gently. “Nice to meet you, Belinda and Talin.”

Just then, a child’s whining was heard from the carriage.

“Oh my, Beatrice must be waking up.”

A brown-haired lady got into the carriage and appeared with a black-haired girl in her arms.

The empress said to her, “Thank you.”

“My pleasure. Her highness just woke up.”

Yulia handed the first princess Beatrice to her mother.

“Momm… mmmy…”

“There, there, Beatrice.”

The Princess was going to turn three soon and this journey must have been very difficult for such a young girl. The empress smiled at her daughter.

The little girl resembled her mother with her black hair and unique skin color. Her hair was braided with pearls and flowers, and her green eyes looked like emeralds. In her white lacy dress, she looked like a beautiful doll.

However, someone was missing. Viscountess Nolan asked respectfully.

“Umm, his highness is…”

Yulia answered quickly and firmly, “His highness had an emergency, so he will be arriving tomorrow. He planned this trip as he was worried about her highness’ health, so he didn’t want her trip to be delayed as well.”

“Of course. I apologize for an unnecessary question.”

Belinda nervously glanced at the empress, who, for some reason, looked upset. Belinda secretly ordered her maids and servants to remove any items or food for his highness and escorted the empress and the princess into the building.

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