The Queen Wicked Deeds

Queen Elisa couldn't continue reading the complaint letter. Three childish big men, one with a crown on his head, another with glasses and red robes, the other with emerald eyes and a childish face. They had seen the many pictures attached to the letter, some of them taken from a strange angle and some of them with the head of a middle-aged man as if he was trying to give himself a photo. That was Adam.

Then the stupid confrontation started.​​

"With all the respect, My King. Please tell your little perverted son, His Highness Ilian, to take his hands out of my dear daughter?!"

"Hah… How dare you talk about that when your little perverted son is having indecent thoughts about my dear innocent daughter?"

"…" not once the word innocent had landed on Anne's forehead. Even the King felt strange describing her that way.

The King had already taken out his sword, not a 'REAL' sword this time but a 'ROYAL' sword. "In that note, you idiot Duke of Mills, make your son stay away from my daughter!"

"Ha… I should say that back to you, she is the one pushing my Henry to the ground!"

They started a fight against each other. The King against the Duke of Mills and then against the Prime Minister.

No one could stop them from the stupid confrontation, well, that was not true.

"Why is the Duke of Mills also attacking the Prime Minister?"

"Maybe a long time grudge," one of the ministers around talked. They were already ordering some snacks to see the show.

"I don't think so," one of the retired Generals whispered a bit loud, "the young Ian, son of Minister Prim is being chased around by the daughter of the Duke Mills."

"What?"

"Yes, she is following the steps of the Princess."

"…"

The battle didn't end well, the three idiots were locked in their rooms by their wives for a few hours or days depending on their injuries. The most injured was, of course, the Duke of Mills. The King had seen the many pictures of Henry trying to steal a kiss from his dear Anne, though they were more with the shameless girl pushing Henry on the desk… then, of course, running away. However, he knew that the one setting the trap was that cunning brat.

Then the Prime Minister was concerned about the innocence of his little Ian. How can a little boy stand the pressure of a follower of the Princess? He was even escaping his home to the training camps only to hide from the little stalker.

Regarding Rose, he was not that concerned. The Crown Prince was a good boy with a good brain on his shoulders, and, of course, he will never dare to bring her harm. Not at all. Not when he doesn't even have the courage to confess to her.

"Darling, what should we do about Ilian?"

The Queen was looking at the man in bed that was pouting after being locked. However, she didn't have a choice, he was about to summon the secret army to kidnap Henry.

"I don't know about that brat… but…"

He took a card from his pocket, "that will help. I guess."

The Queen observed the red card with golden letters and smiled.

"Oh darling, I have her private number," she smiled and went out before the King could even comprehend.

"She didn't give it to me, her father," he pouted again and dialed the number in the special 'MINI' he got from Anne. Only a few MINI were released to the population and many of them were in the hands of the Ministers and the Royal family. Later it will be a massive launch for the public in Lith.

"Hello, this PA ȧssistant, how can I help you?"

"Tia, I am the King of Lith, can I speak with Anne?

"Greetings Your Majesty," Tia sounded occupied, "I can pass her to you as she is talking with Her Majesty, the Queen right now."

"I… this… can I have her private number?"

"This… she will give it to you, Your Majesty."

"Is that true?" The King jumped out of his bed and felt that any of his injuries were healed and renovated. "When?"

"I don't know, My King, maybe one day."

"…"

"My King, Princess Anne is requesting for me, is there anything else you need?"

"That…" The King figure looked desolate in his bed. His daughter was growing so much and was walking her own way. It felt as if it was yesterday that she tricked the many Ministers and punished the idiot Druon. Even her obsession with fruit tarts began that year. However, now she has already her secret organization and her own company. "Tell her to eat well," he sighed, "not too many fruit tarts as there will be shortage thanks to James. She needs to stay strong."

"I understand your Highness."

Tia sounded touched by the beautiful words of the King.

"Also tell her that to make that little… Henry kneel to her feet, she needs to keep her distance," the King's eyes looked mischievous. "That way he will be the one chasing… that is how I got her mother back in my school days."

"Ye… yes, Your Highness, I will tell her."

"Good," he was about to hang up but he stopped, "also tell her to not worry, I know how to protect myself and my Queen. That idiot… sigh… he will not go any further than giving his stupid letters."

Then he hung up and looked at the picture on the MINI. It was his beautiful wife with the two lads on both of her sides. They were smiling happily.

"Brother, they had grown so well," he murmured to himself, "but just too fast."

****

Anne was hearing the voice of the King, it was not difficult when Tia used the speaker for the last part.

"Princess Anne, that…" Tia had arrived a day ago from her own faculty class program. It seemed that she wanted to be a professional ȧssistant and butler. The course was managed by a different school connected to the Academy, but the requirements to enter were even more outstanding. It was no difficult to guess that Tia complied with any of them without too much effort.

Languages, she dominated many, even more than Princess Anne. She lived in the Palace since young under the care of the head butler of the King, Mr. Eaton. A man of a strict face and strict rules, but an intelligent man with many tricks under his sleeves. He took care of the little Tia when she was left alone at an orphanage. He offered her the opportunity to go with him but she will have to follow everything he said, however, her loyalty had to be with her master only and forever.

Tia didn't think too much at that time as she was a little kid but then she met Princess Anne. The first thoughts about the little girl were that she was a spoiled child. However, one day, something changed. Her manners became so refined that any other elegant lady would pale in comparison. The way she phrased her words was not only smart and well-structured but shameless. Tia thought that Mr. Eaton was exaggerated when he told her that the Royal family was a special existence and they should not be underestimated but she was wrong. Oh so wrong.

Not only the Queen was an amazing woman with the strength to control the King but the Ministers. Even the King in his laziness was a true leader that many venerated not only in this country but in many foreign countries.

However, getting to know Princess Anne and serve her became her daily adventure. Her days before knowing Anne was bored and gray compared to the ones full of color with Princess Anne.

"Let's go, Tia," Anne took Tia's hand and led her out to another strange day.

"Where are we going, Princess Anne?"

"To the training camps," Tia felt that this had happened once.

"Why are we going there, Miss Anne?"

She knew that they were not allowed in there as it will only make the young lads lose focus.

"Moira is there," Anne stopped and sighed. "James is making a ruckus with Henry again… and Moira… geez…"

"Oh no…" Tia covered her mouth, "did she…?"

They all knew the temperament of Moira and when she was out there to do something, she will do it without much thought. However, if someone dared to do something to her dear Master, or someone related to Princess Anne, she will go and get to the worst consequences.

"She challenged James," Anne sighed again. "If we don't go… then… we will miss the show."