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WARREN
Loud knocking echoed through the room, disrupting the sweet cocoon
of sleep that had enveloped me. With a groan, I rubbed my eyes and
struggled to shake off the remnants of dreams that clung to my
consciousness like cobwebs.
The persistent knock came again. “Sire?”
With a heavy sigh, I threw off the covers and swung my legs over the
side of the bed. My feet met the old rug that had likely seen the bare feet of
many of my ancestors. Being in a royal family that survived on tradition,
there was apparently some unwritten rule we had to live like those that
came before us. We had to use all their old belongings and traditions,
including the rug under my massive king-sized bed, which was fitting.
By the end of the summer, I would be king.
I stumbled toward the door, my mind groggily trying to piece together
the events of the day ahead. Irritation simmered in my fuzzy brain. My time
was no longer my own. I missed the days I could sleep in and do whatever I
wanted. Sure, I had never been totally free, trapped by my family’s
expectations, but every minute of my day hadn’t been scheduled weeks in
advance.
Those days were gone. I had to be the grownup. Granted, I was thirty
and it was about time, but I missed my days of being carefree, and I likely
would for the rest of my days.
Carefree wasn’t very kingly.
I opened the door to find Clive, my personal assistant, with his hand
raised and about to knock again. My eyes narrowed and he dropped his fist
before giving me a curt bow. In the old days, he’d been called my valet or
my butler. Thankfully, that was one tradition I was allowed to leave in the
past. I didn’t have to call him anything but Clive.
His face was flushed and he nervously fidgeted with his sleeves,
adjusting them over and over. He hadn’t always been so intimidated by me.
It was just another interesting side effect of my new role. The crown wasn’t
officially on my head yet, but he treated me differently anyway. I resisted
the urge to roll my eyes or snap at him.
“Your Highness,” he stammered. “Forgive me for disturbing you, but
you have an interview scheduled in an hour with the American news
channel. I thought it best to remind you.”
Annoyed as I was, it wasn’t Clive’s fault he was so jumpy. Memories of
my father’s cruel temper were still fresh in my mind. Clive had served my
father faithfully, enduring his tirades and outbursts with a quiet dignity that
spoke volumes. But I was not my father, and it irked me that this man
couldn’t see that.
Clive was only a few years older than me and easily my best friend. He
had served my father for the last fifteen years, and when my father died, it
seemed I had inherited Clive along with the throne. I thought it was weird
but not totally unwelcome. Now if I can only get him to loosen up again.
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