Extreme Measures
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sidhe_faerieExtreme Measures
Prompt: Proposal (B5)
Rating: PG-13:
Word Count 553
Characters: Queen Taralyn, Captain Janlou, Micah
Taralyn paced nervously in the throne room. She was waiting for her captain to bring her news.
A robust male fae burst into the throne room with a younger man following him closely. “I have a volunteer Majesty. This is Micah.”
Micah bowed low to the queen. “Majesty.”
Taralyn looked Micah over. “He will do. Micah, you are a column leader?”
“Yes Majesty.” Micah stood proud.
“I have a proposal for you. My daughter, the Crown Princess Cara, is in need of a husband. She has recently returned to the realm after an unfortunate circumstance. Captain Janlou seem to think you are the man for the job. Are you?”
“I can try my best, Majesty.” Micah glanced at Captain Janlou.
Taralyn nodded. “You will formally ask for her hand in marriage this afternoon at court. The wedding will take place at the end of the month. I expect my daughter to be with child no later than six months from now.”
“Majesty, what if she refuses to perform marital relations. I mean.” Micah winced. “I had heard she prefers the company of non fae males.”
“If you need to restrain her to get the job done you have my permission to do so.” Taralyn sighed. “I need there to be a continuation of my bloodline. I care not what it takes to see that through.”
“Majesty?” Captain Janlou cleared his throat. “Maybe something less extreme may be in order.”
“I doubt my daughter is going to make it easy for him.” Taralyn shrugged. “She still thinks she’s bonded to that draconian. I will not have my bloodline polluted by the likes of those creatures.”
Micah glanced over at his captain. He looked back at the queen. “I understand, Your Majesty. I will not fail you.”
“Go now.” Taralyn dismissed Micah. “Get yourself in your dress uniform and come back for afternoon court.”
Captain Janlou waited until Micah was gone. “Taralyn, you want your daughter to be forced upon? What has gotten into you?”
“The seer told me when she was born that her daughter would be the queen we need not Cara. She gave that thing two children and neither are fit to be queen of my realm. They are not fae.”
“Taralyn, you and I know Cara isn’t all fae either. I didn't like what you did to conceive her.” The captain’s face softened. “I would have gladly become the husband of the queen.”
Taralyn shook her head. “I wanted an heir not a husband. I have no remorse for what i did.”
“I see that.” Captain Janlou sighed. “Sometimes you can be a hard ruthless woman.”
“I am the Queen of the Southern Court of the Tuathe Da Danaan. I must be hard and ruthless or we shall all perish into piles of dust.” Taralyn walked over and sat on the throne. “Micah will expect his captain to attend his proposal to the princess.”
“I will be here in case she tries to kill him.” Captain Janlou bowed. “Majesty, with your permission i need to prepare.”
Taralyn nodded. “Make sure you leave your ornamental blade at home.”
The captain smiled and left.
Taralyn sighed and rubbed her temples. Being the kind of queen she needed to be took its toll on her. She just couldn't let anyone see that it did.
Prompt: Proposal (B5)
Rating: PG-13:
Word Count 553
Characters: Queen Taralyn, Captain Janlou, Micah
Taralyn paced nervously in the throne room. She was waiting for her captain to bring her news.
A robust male fae burst into the throne room with a younger man following him closely. “I have a volunteer Majesty. This is Micah.”
Micah bowed low to the queen. “Majesty.”
Taralyn looked Micah over. “He will do. Micah, you are a column leader?”
“Yes Majesty.” Micah stood proud.
“I have a proposal for you. My daughter, the Crown Princess Cara, is in need of a husband. She has recently returned to the realm after an unfortunate circumstance. Captain Janlou seem to think you are the man for the job. Are you?”
“I can try my best, Majesty.” Micah glanced at Captain Janlou.
Taralyn nodded. “You will formally ask for her hand in marriage this afternoon at court. The wedding will take place at the end of the month. I expect my daughter to be with child no later than six months from now.”
“Majesty, what if she refuses to perform marital relations. I mean.” Micah winced. “I had heard she prefers the company of non fae males.”
“If you need to restrain her to get the job done you have my permission to do so.” Taralyn sighed. “I need there to be a continuation of my bloodline. I care not what it takes to see that through.”
“Majesty?” Captain Janlou cleared his throat. “Maybe something less extreme may be in order.”
“I doubt my daughter is going to make it easy for him.” Taralyn shrugged. “She still thinks she’s bonded to that draconian. I will not have my bloodline polluted by the likes of those creatures.”
Micah glanced over at his captain. He looked back at the queen. “I understand, Your Majesty. I will not fail you.”
“Go now.” Taralyn dismissed Micah. “Get yourself in your dress uniform and come back for afternoon court.”
Captain Janlou waited until Micah was gone. “Taralyn, you want your daughter to be forced upon? What has gotten into you?”
“The seer told me when she was born that her daughter would be the queen we need not Cara. She gave that thing two children and neither are fit to be queen of my realm. They are not fae.”
“Taralyn, you and I know Cara isn’t all fae either. I didn't like what you did to conceive her.” The captain’s face softened. “I would have gladly become the husband of the queen.”
Taralyn shook her head. “I wanted an heir not a husband. I have no remorse for what i did.”
“I see that.” Captain Janlou sighed. “Sometimes you can be a hard ruthless woman.”
“I am the Queen of the Southern Court of the Tuathe Da Danaan. I must be hard and ruthless or we shall all perish into piles of dust.” Taralyn walked over and sat on the throne. “Micah will expect his captain to attend his proposal to the princess.”
“I will be here in case she tries to kill him.” Captain Janlou bowed. “Majesty, with your permission i need to prepare.”
Taralyn nodded. “Make sure you leave your ornamental blade at home.”
The captain smiled and left.
Taralyn sighed and rubbed her temples. Being the kind of queen she needed to be took its toll on her. She just couldn't let anyone see that it did.