Snitch

"Good afternoon, is the twins here?" Florence came into the room.

"They finished my lessons for the day. They said they were going to the stables to play with the horses," Mother Queen said.

After giving her a meat bun, Florence left to the stables. Asking the servants for direction, she walked outside passing the garden to see a vast field. It was the training field for the troops of knights. Many were running around, some were sparring and some were taking a break.

Many noticed a lady walking towards the training field, one of the knights came up to her.

"Do you need something Milady?"

"Yes, have you seen a pair of kids? Blonde hair?" Florence asked.

"I have not, it's best for you to leave. It's dangerous for a lady to wander around here," he said snickering.

"Wooo you are one smoking hot lady!" Another knight whistled.

Florence looked back at them with disgust, she was about to land a punch when she heard a yell.

"Mother!" A cute voice called out.

Looking over, Florence saw her Lillian and with someone on the black horse. Lawrence riding with another. The two men were the same people who went with them on their journey. If she remembered correctly, they were the right and left-hand man of Irvin.

"Commanders!" The man next to her saluted.

Jumping off the horse, the Commanders helped Lillian and Lawrence get down the huge black horse.

"Mother, what brings you here?" Lawrence came over.

"I made some meat buns so I thought I search for you guys," Florence held out her basket.

"AHHHH Mother's meat buns!" Lillian immediately grabbed one for herself.

"Clean your hands first," Lawrence gave her his handkerchief.

"Would you like some?" She turned over to the Commanders.

"It's alright-" the Commander's stomach grumbled, shutting him up with embarrassment.

"Don't be shy here, have some" Florence gave the two meat buns. "If I remember correctly you are Rufus and Louis?"

"Yes, Milady. I am Rufus Wright, Commander of the first troop" he introduced himself.

"I am Louis Maines, Commander of the second troop" he bowed.

"Commanders? You guys must be very busy for these kids to bother you."

"Actually Milady, His Majesty asked us to teach the Prince and Princess horse riding" Louis answered.

While they were enjoying the meat buns, the two previous knights started to sweat. Prince and Princess? Why haven't they heard of this big news? So who is this lady that they said was smoking hot? Why didn't anyone update them on the things around the palace?

They slowly retreated with caution when a voice commanded, "I didn't tell you to leave."

"Commander Wright..." the two men trembled under his glare. They were fucked. Everyone in the troops knew Commander Wright had an ability to hear sounds for miles in distance, obviously he heard what they said to the lady.

"What did they say?" Louis asked.

"Smoking hot was the term. How dare you say such disrespectful thing towards the lady!" Rufus bellowed.

"Apologize to the lady and run around the entire field a hundred times," Louis commanded. "You better hope His Majesty didn't hear a word of this or your heads will be flying."

"I'm sorry Milady! Forgive us for being scums!" The men bowed down to their knees before running away. With their tails between their legs, both knew this was a light punishment. They prayed His Majesty wouldn't come to find them later.

"I apologize for the behavior of my men," Commander Wright bowed.

"It's alright, let bygones be bygones" Florence waved.

"You are very forgiving Milady," Commader Maines was pleasantly surprised.

"Even if you guys didn't interrupt, I would've punched them" she giggled.

'Should we prank them later?' Lillian used her telepathy.

'Just tell father and he'll take care of them,' Lawrence evilly replied.

'You want them dead?'

'I should've ripped of their mouths instead...'

The twins continued on with their lesson while Florence sat on the sideline watching them. Sitting under the protection of the tree, she watched Lawrence practice his fire power.

"I heard you made meat buns" a voice whispered into her ears.

"Fuck! Oh my god, can you not creep up on me like that?" Florence looked up to the devilishly handsome man sitting down next to her.

Irvin saw the basket and immediately snatched two meat buns, savoring it like he haven't eaten anything in days.

"Is it that good?" She laughed.

"The best," he nodded in satisfaction.

"Are you not busy?"

"Well I was," he replied. "I wanted to train them myself, but another meeting was called out of nowhere so I sent Louis and Rufus. I will train them next time I'm not busy."

The two sat under the shadow of the tree chatting and eating. Of course, the knights noticed their King was sitting on the grass and was stunned by it. Who was that lady? Is she important enough for their tyrant King to sacrifice his bum to the dirty grass?

"Who is that lady?" A knight asked a passing maid.

"You don't know? That's our future Queen! His Majesty is planning on marrying her," the maid replied.

"Oh shit, that's why the Commanders punished those bastards."

'Look over there, father is chatting with mother!' Lillian giggled.

'Should we tell him now?' Lawrence diminished his fire.

'You're such a snitch... but yeah do it. I want to see his reaction.'

Lawrence used his telepathy to connect to his father, 'hey father guess what happened?'

Looking over to his son Irvin asked, 'what?'

'Two dumb asses whistled at mother saying she's smoking hot' Lawrence teased.

Irvin's aura became more deadly and menacing, 'who?'

'Two knights, currently running around the field.'

'Noted it.'

Florence didn't notice a change in Irvin as they continue chatting until he left for business later. Walking out of the field, Irvin saw two panting knights running. Remembering what his son said, Irvin's blood boiled with irritation. How dare they lay their eyes on his beloved?

"You two!" He bellowed.

The knight's faces paled seeing the King walking up to them with intimidation. "Your Majesty..."

Without a warning Irvin unshed his sword and slashed their eyes.

"AHHHH" the knights held their face as they screamed in agony.

"Next time your eyes on my woman again, I'll take your heads," Irvin threatened coldly before cleaning the blood off his sword and left.