What is thy bidding? (King Adam)

[yorik]

The King's living quarters were polished to near perfection. Yorick was requested by his Grace to make it so. The King was a man of taste, but nothing was over the top. It was a simple room. One that you might find a nobleman or a wealthy commoner sleeping in. If anything, Yorick felt that the King lived below his means at times. But the room had to be clean. And clean it was.

A maid walks in and glances at the tall, dark, and handsome man dusting off King Adam's library shelf with a feather duster. She blushes at the sight of him. Yorick turns, piercing blue eyes staring into the young maid's soul.

[red]"...What is it?"[/red]

Quick to announce, the maid replies;

[blue]"Pardon the intrusion, my Lord I'm just surprised that you would do something the maids in this house were responsible for is all."[/blue]

Stepping down the rungs of the ladder shelf, Yorick made his way over to the young girl. She moved back a little shocked by his laid back movements. As her back touched the wall, a hand of Yorick's also rested against it within a few inches of her flushed cheek. The other hand gripped her chin and forced her to make eye contact.

[red]"Please allow me to explain a few things. I am not a Lord. I am a lowly servant like yourself. His Grace requested that I alone attend his living quarters as his personal butler, and so here I am. If haven't you anything else to tell me, I best get back to what I was doing. Excuse me."[/red]

A whiff of Yorick's scent was enough to make the young maid wish she was in his arms making love. Something about Yorick, despite his violent and sometime irreparable behavior was sexually appealing. Pheromones, perhaps. The maid mustered up the courage to get to the point while Yorick's back was turned.

[blue]'When you finish, his Grace requests an audience with you."[/blue]

Yorick didn't turn. Stepping back onto the rungs of the bookshelf ladder, he nodded and a muttered a [red]"Thank you."[/red], to the young servant. She left quickly and Yorick stood there wondering what his majesty wanted. Could be something simple.

After he finished, the man dressed all in black known as 'Yorick' strode down the long halls of the castle and found himself in the throne room. Closing the door, he took a few steps forward and bowed.

[red]"Your Grace."[/red]

[King Adam]

I am the shadow on the moonlit night
Filling your dreams to the brim of fright!

Adam had been so stressed lately. The war was taking a lot out of the Fifth Kingdom King. He had tried to relieve his beautiful lady wife of some of her more taxing jobs as ruler. Every day, the lovely Queen of the Fifth grew more beautiful and the baby grew with her. Adam was overjoyed he was having a child; he and Belle had been trying for so long that Adam had begun to worry they wouldn’t be able to conceive. Of course, he and Belle had found Iris and Amaranthus and he would not give them up for the world; they brought the rulers of the Fifth Kingdom such joy. He hoped the two would be happy about having a new brother or sister, which reminded the King that he needed to tell them soon otherwise there could be tantrums, mainly on Iris’s part and Amaranthus may kick people in anger and injure them.

Currently Adam was signing some important documents that needed signing. A female staff member was there; standing quite demurely. The staff member was unusually short; Adam suspected her to be what people would call a dwarf. She had come some years ago and had been a good and faithful servant; if not a little shocked and frightened of the magic that was freely displayed here. The staff member, whose name was Liza, was holding a basket, which Adam put the signed documents into. Signing documents was not something the handsome, burly Fifth Kingdom King liked doing but it had to be done, unfortunately; it was part of the whole ruling job. Adam had a system of signing the documents; do fifty in the morning, fifty in the afternoon and fifty in the evening. It was afternoon time at the moment; he’d be done soon.

Once the signing was done, Adam dismissed Liza and decided to go for a walk. He ended up in his throne room. A maid was there, cleaning. He gave a friendly wave, to which she gave a shy smile and blushed. It was no secret that Adam was fawned over by women; he was handsome and burly. He knew he was handsome and strongly built but he wasn’t vain and didn’t like people who fawned over themselves. He sat on his throne and oddly enough, thought about how Yorick. He hoped the man was well. He asked the maid to send for him.

When the dark-skinned man came, Adam gave him a friendly smile.
“Hello, dear Yorick. I trust you are well?” asked the King of the Fifth Kingdom.

Tag: Yorick
Words: 429
Notes: Sorry for taking so long