Tale of Nayeli

"She has killed the Queen!" "Call the King at once!" "We should kill it!" "Stand down! Clear the area!" "Aurellio?! We should kill the thing! It is not too late!" "Let not the child live! We are all in danger!" "Clear the area! Nobody move! The King is on his way!" These were only a few of the immediate responses following the princess's birth. After the innocent crime, the place of birth has not yet been cleaned. A man appeared not long after the commotion. The King smiled warmly and took his infant into his arms as everyone debated whether to kill the newborn vampired. Of course, it was his child; after all, who else would love him? One of the workers questioned, keeping the equipment used to birth the child earlier, "Do you still wish to keep the little vampire after it has killed the Queen, King Nelson?" Even the lifeless body of the Queen caught the lady's attention. Even though it had been there for a few minutes, the king paid it no attention. Another woman, helping the other helper, inquired, "What should we do to the Queen's body, your highness?" "The Queen is long dead. At least, prepare her body for memorial. The deceased should be honored while a new life is celebrated," the King said without bearing emotion. Some of the present knights and helpers gasped a little when they saw the King treat his late wife with no sorrow. Is this the King they remember? They might be wondering. "But it is the Queen, King Nelson! The thing killed the Queen—" His Majesty asked, "It is not a thing! It is my child! The princess, the next ruler of this kingdom! Do you not understand?" King Nelson snapped, which made everybody in the room look away. He then shifted his attention back to the last orator. "Do you still value your life, Mister, and do you still wish to see the moon tonight?" The helper nodded rapidly. Shortly, the King replied. "May I remind you? This is my child." He paused, turned to face his soldiers, and sent them a warning gaze. "Anybody who wants to see my child dead must first deal with my hands; only after you have killed me, and only if it's possible, are you permitted to kill the princess. Does anyone in this room not understand?!" His voice was so powerful that it reverberated throughout the hallways. The furious announcement stunned everyone. Instantaneously, the King's commands were carried out, removing the Queen's body from the room and leaving the child he was carrying alone. The King then walked out of the room just as everyone started to move. He was going to the council because his parliament had ordered him to. He was already aware of the purpose of the meeting at that very moment. Before everything else, he was certain of how to argue the case, and his wishes would always be fulfilled. He thought it wouldn't take long. His knights followed him as he walked down the alley; one of them was Aurellio, who served as his servant and served as a knight while he was still a young man. The man was so devoted to him that he was confident that Aurellio was the only person who would truly stand by him no matter what he did or ordered. Aurellio was the first person in King Nelson's kingdom to congratulate him on having a successor, proving that King Nelson was not in the wrong from the start. Even though the princess was unique compared to others of her type, Aurellio paid them no mind. "Congratulations, King Nelson, I see you have provided this Kingdom with a successor," Aurellio held his majesty, the child who had been held by Nelson the entire time. Before entering the court, the king handed the infant to her gently while giving her a warm smile. As he gently adjusted his clothing in preparation for his entrance, the king kept an eye on the two people. His majesty has the special capacity to feel more delicately than others due to his royal lineage. He was aware that everyone had already entered and was talking trash behind his back at that same moment. Even though he was already planning to kill them, he maintained his cool. Instead, he made an effort to remain calm since he did not want to cause the Parliament any more problems. If ever, his plans shouldn't be derailed by a simple lack of control. King Nelson continued, nearly cursing the picture of his troops on his head, "I know that I can always trust you; thank you for your loyalty, Aurellio; please look after Nayeli as I stand before this ungrateful Parliament." The right hand questioned, softly grinning at the sight of the royal princess, "Nayeli? Is that her name?" He wasted no time in playing with its tiny hands. Aurellio, in contrast to the others, wasn't frightened, especially when it was said that the princess had recently committed murder. The king's face gleamed brilliantly as he cast another gaze at the image of his child. "It is her name. I just thought of that a while ago while we were walking. Her Queen couldn't give her one, so I decided to name her after my mother. It is a beautiful name, isn't it?" Aurellio assured King Nelson, "Truly a lovely name. I pledge to look after Princess Nayeli as you conduct business inside. Take your time." Just like that, King Nelson entered the enormous hall. The majority of the interiors were constructed with white walls, which were emphasized by a warm chandelier light series. The officials are seated in distinct rows of seats that represent the various levels of their positions. Along with the enormous red carpet leading to the King's throne, there were also large hanging maroon drapes. All the officials and even lower ranks in the chamber bowed before the King as he walked down the aisle. His majesty felt misled by the sight as these individuals appeared to just be bowed down to put on a facade but weren't actually willing. As he began the meeting, the general spoke, "The discussion was called to order and began with a protracted debate between the King and the council in this court. The recently born hybrid princess, who tore the queen's body apart the moment she was born, is to be debated as to whether or not this governnent should keep her." The mister's voice is shaking since he is aware that the King's eyes are already fixed on him. The King even used his bare hands to iron his cape to show his majesty. The tension in the big hall even rose as a result of just one action. The general is fully aware that his actions may have infuriated the King, but he must carry out his duties as governor anyway. One of the top level officials replied, "We really apologize, King Nelson, but the acts taken may cause great dread in the Kingdom. At the same time, another voice could be heard saying, "It is true that we all serve the crown, but without its constituents, the crown is nothing." It sounds as though the voice becomes softer toward the end. The other generals, though, held firm and kept their composure. Given their apprehension of its power, they wanted the infant dead. Who would know that their own kind might be safe if the princess had already committed murder at such a young age, considering that her first victim was her own mother? Only if she had slain members of other species or, at the very least, inferior kinds, would it be debatable. On the other hand, King Nelson had now responded for the first time since the meeting's start. He then said, "It seems like this hall has forgotten the position of the King, the ruler of this Kingdom. I am deeply saddened by the fact that none of you here placed trust in me that I, the King, the father of that child you wish dead, could hold the power and responsibility of nurturing that child, the princess." The hall fell silent instantly and remained so for some minutes. The king had already expressed his disappointment, so it seemed as though everyone was planning a meaningful yet courteous answer. "What are the odds of this creature killing its own kind sooner or later? She has done enough by solely killing the queen right before she was born!" one of the parliament exclaimed. King Nelson was almost startled by the official's tone, which seemed enraged. The official's face intensified in color when the King responded, turning his head to look at him. This time, King Nelson uses his powers as a result of unexpected disrespect. King Nelson, enraged, asked, "You might want to tone down your obnoxious voice, Mister, don't you?" "I d-deeply apologize... P-please let g-go of me." "Are you commanding your King? It seems to me that most of you were neglecting who I am again in the first place." He moved his gaze, making everyone shiver. He then added, "Am I right?" The King's eyes were now even more radiant than before. His abilities persisted even while the official was having trouble breathing because of the king's use of power. The startling deed made everyone frightened. They also understood that the official also bears responsibility for not paying attention to his tone when speaking to his majesty. Later, the official begged for forgiveness, but the king did not grant it. A few more seconds, and the man would be reduced to ash. The King spoke again right after the killing. He asked, "Where were we again?"