CARL'S POV
I walked into my chambers, feeling tired after the stressful day I had. I saw that annoying princess lying on the bed, but I was too tired to care, so I left her.
I walked into my closet, changing into something else, before going to bed. Immediately my head touched the pillow, I slept off.
You won't blame me, it's not easy being the king. I have been working for two days without rest.
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I woke up, still feeling sleepy, but I had to get up early to discuss important matters with my council members.
I took a glance at my side to see the annoying princess still sleeping peacefully and I scoffed, climbing down from my bed.
I didn't like the annoying princess staying in my room, but last night I was so tired. once I'm done with the council meeting, I will throw her out of my room.
I didn't bother to have a bath or change my clothes, I just went straight to the throne room.
When I walked past some servants, they greeted me and looked at me strangely before immediately bowing their heads in fear.
I walked into the throne room, and the council members were already standing and waiting for me.
That was one of my rules, all the council members must be present before the king. They all looked strangely at me, before bowing their heads to greet me.
Throughout the meeting, I noticed them giving me strange looks, some looked like they were trying hard not to laugh.
What's wrong? I wondered. It was not like I was saying anything funny.
Jeffrey, my right-hand man walked into the throne room, He looked at me stunned, he was also trying not to laugh, and I started thinking if they've all gone mad.
Jeffrey walked toward me and bent down to whisper something in my ear, and I let him because I knew it must be something important that only I needed to know.
"My king, you look like a clown," Jeffrey whispered, and I glared at him.
"Did you just insult your king, or maybe it's because I've been too lenient with you, that's why you dare to say such a thing," I blurted out angrily.
If he was not my right-hand man, and one of my best friends, I would have cut off his tongue immediately.
"Sorry my king I didn't mean it that way, I meant your face has makeup and it made you look like a clown," Jeffrey said in a whisper.
What does he mean by makeup?
"Jeffrey get me a mirror, I whispered gritting my teeth. If truly I had makeup on my face, I knew it would be that annoying princess, because no one would dare do such a thing. After all, they are all afraid of me.
But the princess on the other hand seems not to care. She was fearless and stubborn, which I hated.
Jeffrey came back with a mirror in his hands, and I looked at my reflection. I had make-up on, not just make-up, ugly makeup.
I was so angry, that I could feel my blood boiling. How dare she? Zara, I wouldn't spare you. she dared to make a mockery of me in front of my entire council members and even my servants.
This time, her punishment would be worse than the first one and no one can save her from me.
I stood up angrily, making all my council members tremble in fear.
"Get the Princess now," I growled, walking away. All I could think of was punishing Zara. I'm going to make her life miserable.
I walked into my Chambers angrily, scanning the room, if she was still on the bed sleeping, but she was not there.
I walked into the closet and she was also not there. Where could she be? I thought
I couldn't look for her anymore, I had to take a bath and remove the makeup from my face, then, I will deal with her.
After bathing, I put on my royal robe and crown, walking out of my room. I was still furious.
"Did you find her?" I yelled once I got to the hall.
"No, your Majesty. We searched everywhere but we couldn't find princess Zara," a guard reported.
Where could she be, Is she hiding because she knew what she did?
"What do you mean you can't find," I yelled, making the guards tremble.
"Did you search every inch of this palace?"
"We did my king," the guard replied.
If they search everywhere, and she was not there, where did she go then? It's not like she knew anywhere in this palace. she has only been here for a few days and she didn't even receive a tour around the palace yet.
I thought for a while, did she run away? If she did then someone must have helped her, or there was no way she would leave the palace with no one seeing her.
Could it be that mother helped her? because she seemed to like Zara a lot.
"Did you search my mother's Chambers?" I asked.
"No my king, we won't dare to search the queen mother's chambers."
The guard was right, no one was allowed to search my mother's Chambers unless it was a matter of life and death.
I walked at a quick pace, to my mother's room. Zara must have known that the guards won't look for her there.
The guards in front of my mother's chambers announced me, immediately I arrived.
"His royal highness, King Carl," he yelled.
"Let him in, mother said from inside, and I walked in, scanning the room for any sign of Zara, but found none.
"Catherine, where did you hide the princess?" I questioned.
I call my mother by her name because she prefers it that way. According to her, it makes her feel young.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, turning around so I could see her face. She had make-up in her hands, painting her face, and I scoffed.
It only made me remember what that princess did to me.
"What did you do to that lovely princess, how could you be so cruel Carl?" mother muttered, dramatically and I rolled my eyes.
"Why do you think I did something, you should be asking me what she did to me, mom"
"What did she do to you?" mother asked, with interest, her eyes lighting up as she looked at me waiting for my answer.
If there is one thing mother loves a lot, it was gossip.
"That Annoying Princess made me look like an idiot in front of the entire council members, could you believe she put ugly makeup on my face, making me look like a clown."
Mother looked at me for a while before bursting into laughter.
"She did that, I wish I was there to see your face, oh, how I would have loved seeing you as a clown," mother muttered, pointing at me and laughing hard. The woman sure knows how to get on my nerves.
"She's not here clown, I mean Carl, for some reason your name seems to sound like clown," mother said holding her stomach while laughing hard. If she was not my mother, and I didn't love her so much, I would have removed her tongue.
My mother was one of those people who liked getting on my nerves.
"If she's not here, then where is she?" I asked again.
"How would I know," mother said with an eye roll.
"I know where she is?" I heard a tiny voice say, turning back I saw Aiden standing there with a smirk on his little face. Another person who gets on my nerves.
"Where is she?" I asked.