“I think this will be one of the best celebrations we have had in quite a long time. I am excited to hold such a big party again!” He exclaimed proudly.
“I think sometimes the point of these things goes over your head, Mark” She said looking at him and slowly shaking her head. “Its for Danial not just so you can show off how well you can hold a party” She proclaimed.
“Yes yes of course sweetie but they almost wanted to hold it somewhe…. HEY YOU PUT THE DANCE FLOORING OVER THERE!” He cut off talking to his wife to yell at one of the employees who was assembling the oversized dance floor on the lawn “Sorry, It will be the best wedding we hold for any of our children because the rest are degenerates who can’t even continue on finding other royals.”
“Sometimes I wonder where they get it from.” She said, shaking her head again.
Greta looked onto the lawn as the seamstress put the finishing touches on her dress, “Ow—” she winced as the needle slipped and poked her “—If you poke me one more time you’re fired with no pay.”
“Sorrry, madam. I’m trying my best—”
“Well try harder.”
Danial, meanwhile, sat in the jacuzzi with an iced bucket of beer bottles on the side as he watched that day’s supercar race. These were his last hours as a bachelor, and he was damn sure going to make them about himself. A steward, however, came and disrupted his bliss, “Mr. Henry, your father would like to see you for a moment.” He sighed in response and rolled his eyes as he stepped out of the tub and grabbed a nearby towel.
Mark sat on the patio, still observing the preparations taking place on the lawn, “You wanted to talk to me, dad?”
“Yes I did… “ He pulled a big cigar from his jacket and sparked it up. “I know you don’t feel ready for this, but it is important. You are stepping up to the stage as a world leader now and it’s important because none of your siblings were able to do that.” Handing him the cigar which was clearly now a blunt the king had used a cigar for. “You will continue the legacy of our great family and don't let any of your siblings degrade your self worth because now you're much more important than any of those stuck up assholes.” He said sitting back in the chair
That was probably the nicest, most heartfelt thing his dad had ever said to him. A small tear came to his eye, “Thanks, dad. It means a lot.”
“Not a problem… I have been in similar circumstances but don't let your values leave you with power, as power is the best drug of them all… and I should know.” He said puffing once more on the cigarr.
“I don’t think I’ll have the power in this, it’s her throne. But I won’t let you down, dad,” Danial was just intent now on getting back in the tub.
“I know you won’t… And you're a Seveillian you will always have power… maybe not there but the world is yours for the taking but go on now enjoy your last few days of freedom.”
Danial got up and walked away from the table as the sun started to dip on the horizon. The king continued to supervise the preparations for when the guests would start to arrive.