TALES FROM THE CITIES.

  PART 2… That was five years ago. Emperor Nas listened to the weekly security reports. ‘Queen Victoria keeps asking if the Empress, your wife is with child, ’ the Spymaster said, ‘apart from asking about the course of the war from the milk-maid that brings her, her daily supply of milk.’ The Spymaster said to his liege. The Emperor nodded his head as he studied the reports, before lifting up his head and looking at the Spymaster ‘she also knows that someone watches her bathing from the ceiling.’ The man said clearing his throat. ‘Honey is good for sore throat.’ Emperor Nas fired back, ‘besides it’s a consolation, you know what the law says – how my father became the Emperor.’ ‘The first born child of the Emperor, shall inherit the Empire,’ the Spymaster said ‘we should really do away with such archaic law!’ ‘I agree but you know, the Empress family are quite influential and would see that as first steps towards taking away the heirloom from their line.’ Emperor N...

     Prince Philip was always subconsciously reminded that his position was due to the family of his wife, Queen Victoria; he had become co-regent because she had against expectations of royalty, married him out of love, leaving the royal suitors of other Kingdoms, gnashing their teeth, they would exact their revenge by starting a rumor that with the queen, he, Philip would be a “nobody” and a male gold-digger.       While he never showed his dissatisfaction at being the “junior partner” in the royal marriage to his wife, she rightly reasoned that most of his actions were to prove to all that he was a man of his own. Invading a neighboring Kingdom of Alesia and capturing it, Prince Philip captured the big buttock Queen Regina while her husband, King Oswald escaped; and when Queen Victoria heard of his success, she sent him messages of congratulations, and in order to ensure that the Kingdom of Alesia came to the negotiation table, she ordered th...

  The door creaked as the steps increased. The snoring slowly increased in volume. The heartbeat increased in intensity. The sweat gathered much more on the forehead. The dogs barked outside in the dead of the night. The door turned slowly, there was no need to knock – the key had been missing for a while. The face poked into the now opened door before disappearing. The person seated on the bed gave a silent sigh, turning to the child snoring on the bed, she tucked the little boy underneath the blanket. Getting up and tying a wrapper that had been on the make-up table. She wore the bathroom slippers and headed out of the room. …………………… The songs of praise and worship emanated from the masters bedroom. The morning devotion was completed. ‘Honey, please wake everyone in the house.’ Sandra told her husband, as she rushed to heed the call of nature. It had been her responsibility but today it was Simons’ turn. Walking around the rooms, he woke up his kids and wh...