The King chuckled delightedly."Okay son, I don't know who Phillip is but I assure you, you can do whatever it is you want. Just hold on until all your assets have been transferred to you."Damon's head came up to stare at his grandfather,"A– Assets?"King Richard smiled like he'd been waiting for this day to come all his life – which he technically had."Yes my boy, assets."~~~~~~Brandley led Damon to what would now be called his room. It was time for the presentation of assets and he had to look the part.Brandley looked back at him briefly and smiled,"My full name is Brandley Cook. I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier. I was your father's aide. Brought up to be his right-hand man but at his death I defected to your grandfather's side."He pushed open a door,"And now, upon your arrival, I am yours."Damon blinked and nodded, moving ahead of Brandley to enter the room.Brandley saw his expression and smiled compassionately,"I know this is all a lot to take in but I assur
"Oh my God mum, I wonder what the Prince would look like! Gosh, if I wasn't already engaged, I wouldn't mind being his wife!" Joyce gushed like a child.Her mother looked at her with disdain."Why is your brain so hardwired to settle for less this child? If you could break up a two-year marriage to upgrade to a better man, what's hard about breaking up a month-old relationship and a three-day engagement to upgrade to an even better man?" Gianna chided.Joyce opened her mouth in shock. She had no words. The ramifications of her mother's statement hit her hard.She blinked as she regained her voice,"B– but mother –""But nothing you foolish child! You will dress up to kill and when it is our turn to pay allegiance to the prince, you will do everything in your power to seduce him to become yours! And I will be there watching, so don't even think about slacking off. It's not every day a prince who is an eligible bachelor just pops up out of nowhere to be crowned!"Joyce swallowed."Yes m
During the rehearsals, Damon had wondered how over two hundred people would be made to kiss his ring and pledge oath but he was surprised at how everyone made quick work of it. It seemed to him like they were experts at it. His hand was held up by a man as they all came, placed their hand on a Bible beside him, repeated the words after the Bishop, then bent and kissed his ring.Damon smiled at each of them as they came and left and as one particular person came up to his throne, his smile froze.He had not been prepared for this.He'd been greeting people all evening and not once had he come across the Ramseys. It had never even occurred to him that they might be there. He had been so mesmerized and caught up in his new world that he'd forgotten them and the pain they brought to him. He raised his head and saw them all lined up, with Michael in front, already approaching him, followed closely by his wife, then Jack Pierce and Joyce, his ex-wife.They averted their gazes from him as
“Your majesty, your kingdom awaits! It is time for you to fulfill your duties as the future king of our great kingdom.” Brandley exclaimed as he proceeded into Damon’s room.Immediately Brandley stepped in he noticed the table had a lot of partially closed books with some of them sporting a sort of tag on them. To him this indicated that Damon had been up all night researching. But just as he was about to leave Damon woke up. “Brandley?” Damon queried, his voice a sleepy whisper. “What's going on?”“Good Morning your majesty. I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He apologised as he took a bow.“Oh.” He sat up. “It's fine Brandley. What time is it?” Damon asked.“It’s nine o’clock my prince. Today is the day you can finally meet Mr. Dunston and –”“God! That's today?” Damon exclaimed, out of the bed in an instant.Finally it was the day that Damon could meet up with his best friend Philip Dunston. With how tight his schedule had been, he hadn’t had time to contact his friend and Brandley ha
Joyce stormed into the house, banging the door shut and tossing her bag onto the floor carelessly.“Mum!” She screamed, rushing to her mother's room, tears welling up in her eyes.“Mum!” She shouted as she barged into the room.But her mother was nowhere in sight. She gave a big sniff as she struggled to hold her tears at bay, stalking to the bathroom to check if her mother was there.“Mum?” She wailed as she pushed open the door and was greeted with an empty bathroom.She could no longer hold it back, she burst into tears and hurried out of the room to check for her mother elsewhere.She checked the kitchen, went out to the garden and finally nearly killed the guards.“We don't know where she went madam!” The gate guard whose shirt collar she'd hijacked shrieked.Joyce’s senses returned and she decided it wasn't worth losing her dignity over.She trudged back inside with her tear streaked face and sat on a sofa to cry.Her day had been nothing short of horrible. She had been unable t
The arrival of Brandley had disrupted he and Philip's meeting and he couldn't help but feel guilty considering the fact that he and Philip hadn't seen each other in a while.He'd asked Phillip to accompany them, thinking that he'd have the opportunity to speak with him on the drive over but Brandley had other plans. “I guess this is going to be my lifestyle from now on.” He sighed to himself as the elevator doors closed before he and Brandley.“Is everything alright, your majesty?” Brandley inquired.“Yes Brandley.” He paused, “I just wish the timing hadn't been mixed up and I could've spent more time with Phillip.”“I apologise, my Prince.” Brandley placated.“That's fine.” Damon responded.The past week had entailed him studying the financial readings for the royal companies which belonged to his grandfather. All of which were his now.While doing his research he had noticed a major financial flaw which was making the company bleed thousands of dollars unnecessarily but he'd been a
Was he ever going to have time for himself again? Damon thought to himself as they drove down to the other meeting. Or was everything seeming a bit overwhelming because he'd just taken over?”He sighed.It was probably just for the time being. He decided.After a few months, his schedule would ease up a little. He was boss afterall. There was a reason why he had executives.“We're here.” Elizabeth stated eloquently.His door was pulled open for him and he stepped out.They were at an elite restaurant. Damon nodded his head in approval as he stepped inside. It combined the serious studious environment of a workplace with the easy comfortable flow of a restaurant.“And the experience is customisable. You can choose decorations for your table, type of food that'll be served and have the subject of your meeting displayed on a small screen, especially in cases of a presentation.” Elizabeth chipped in, noticing him assessing the place. She seemed pleased with herself.Damon nodded distracte
Joyce pushed against the guards as they tried to toss her onto the street.“You bastards! You don't know who I am! I'm going to ruin your lives for this!” She screamed after them as they went back to their posts.“Arrrgghh!” She screamed, throwing her fists into the air.Her eyes stung as she stood on the side of the street, thoroughly humiliated and harassed with passersby there to watch and point and stare.She turned to her right and began walking, not quite sure where she was going but definitely needing to get away from this vicinity.She walked until she got to a bar whose sign attracted her. She looked up at the sign, her vision blurry with tears, and decided that she didn't care if it was too early to drink.She barged into the bar, not caring about the people who looked up from their drinks at her like she was crazy.“Vodka. Straight.” She demanded of the bartender.The man decided this was a situation of no questions asked and nodded, serving her the shot in just five second