Ep 1
The King
*Devraj's father*
*to the Queen*
Where is Dev?
The Queen
*slightly worried*
I had sent a messenger to him this morning informing about the celebration. I wonder where he is.
The King
*to a guard*
Go and call for the Prince.
*the guard bows and hurriedly leaves the court*
*the guard hurries through the palace hallways, to the Prince's room*
*the guard opens the door to the Prince's room and slowly steps inside*
the guard : *meekly*
Your Highness
Devraj
Is Father calling for me?
the guard : *bowing*
Yes, Your Highness. His Majesty is asking for your presence at the Royal Hall. The celebration awaits your arrival.
Devraj
Hmm...I'm coming. You can go ahead.
the guard : *bowing again* Your Highness! His Majesty has ordered me to accompany you.
Devraj
Hoh! I see. So I have to participate, huh?
the guard: *bowing again*
After all, it's your birth anniversary, your Highness. The celebration is all in your name.
*worried*
Devraj
*leaves the room. the guard follows behind*
Devraj
*bowing to the King and the Queen*
Father...Mother...I've arrived.
The King
Son,
*gesturing to the throne beside him*
Sit. The celebration awaits you.
Devraj
yes, father.
*sits on the throne in between the King and the Queen's*
The Queen
*whispering to Devraj*
What took you so long? We were all waiting
Devraj
*leaning his head towards the Queen*
Ma...You're always celebrating. What's so different today? *
The Queen
*slightly glaring*
It's your birthday. What, now you won't let me celebrate my own son's birthday?
Devraj
*smirking*
Fine, Ma, fine. Do as you wish. When have I ever stopped you?
The Queen
*smiling knowingly*
Devraj
*smiling at the king tightlipped*
The King
*standing up from his throne*
Today. On the 24th birth anniversary of the Prince, we've decided to greet the kingdom with another good news.
Devraj
*to his mother*
Hmm?
The Queen
*Touching his hand*
It's a surprise.
*smiling*
The King
Today, the King of Paraspur is present here with his entire family. We have decided to extend our relation from being just neighbouring countries to becoming ...Family.
Devraj
*suddenly turning his head towards the Queen, his eyes full of astonishment*
The King
We have decided to have Prince Devraj engage in wedlock with Princess Ela, the youngest princess of Paraspur.
*smiling heartily*
Ela
*the princess stands up from her seat and coming to the front bows to the King*
Devraj
*Devraj and Ela lock eyes*
Ela
*she averts her gaze, smiling slightly*
Devraj
*to his mother*
Ma...
The Queen
*smiling*
Isn't she a beauty?
Devraj
She is beautiful, but...
The King
Dear Princess, we're extremely happy to have you with us on this auspicious day. We cannot wait to welcome you in our family as our daughter-in-law.
*smiling*
Ela
*smiling and bowing*
I'm equally elated Your Highness.
*the courtiers all smile and murmur. A chatter of happiness and excitement is spread throughout the entire hall*
The King
Haha...very well...*smiling. raising his hand gestures for the princess to take her seat*
Ela
*the princess goes back to her seat, smiling at her parents*
The King
NOW. Let the celebrations begin~!
*the musicians start playing their instruments, an environment of rejoicement all around*
the dancers slowly enter the centre of the hall, dancing merrily with agile footsteps.
people are murmuring, still discussing the future marriage of their Prince. the dancers are dancing and singing, music filling the entire hall
The King
*to Devraj, smiling proudly*
How is it, my son? Don't you already like her?
Devraj
*looking at the king, a blank expression on his face*
Father...
The King
What is it? You don't seem too happy.
Devraj
Father, was this really necessary?
The King
*furrowing an eyebrow*
What do you mean?
Devraj
Father...I mean...this marriage...
The King
*slightly glaring*
Are you against my decision? Do you not want this marriage?
Devraj
No, father...I mean...
The King
Do you not like Princess Ela?
The King
You think what? Dev, she is a beautiful princess. She's a very responsible woman, she'll be the perfect wife for you.
Devraj
perfect...wife...
*the words slip off his mouth, barely above a whisper*
The King
*cutting him off, slightly raising his hand*
Enough, son. Enjoy the celebration. We'll discuss this later.
The King
Chief Minister...
Chief Minister
*stands up from his seat and bows*
Your Majesty
....
The King
After the celebration ends, make arrangements for the Royal Priest to come to the court. We'll decide on the date for the engagement.
Chief Minister
*bowing*
Yes, your Highness.
Devraj
*to the king*
Father...you said we'll discuss.
The King
Of course, son. We'll discuss the dates.
*smiling*
Devraj
...
*a blank expression on his face*
the celebration goes on, along with the rejoicement. only the Prince's heart twists with an unknown feeling of despair as he thinks of marrying the 'perfect wife'....
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