Arsenio Point of View

For once in a long time, this is one of those very calm and satisfying moments. It felt good to have those old foxes around me nagging me endlessly with their suppositions.

The council Members of the state of Malaga are few of those people who can lay their lives for the prosperity of the state. And for that to happen, they had always given me their infinite supply of support from the backend.

"You made the right move, Majesty. It is better you reveal it to the world about the Prince." The PR Minister commented receiving a series of nods from the others.

The Cabinet room was filled with these old ministers who ran to have a meeting with me after I anonymously released the news of the existence of my son to the world.

They were shocked, yes but more than that, they are happy.

"I wanted to keep his identity in the dark until we could eliminate the danger but now that they got the wind of news, it is better we keep the Prince in the light where he is clearly seen to everyone." I provided.

"Certainly Majesty. Although we are getting numerous phone calls and emails with greetings and congratulations while there are few who are questioning the legitimacy of the Prince. The Prince was legitimate but explaining this to the world is necessary." The Minister of International Affairs provided.

"That needs to wait. My son will have his identity cleared and will be named the heir except, we have to wait until we could eliminate Matias and his accomplices first. We still do not have a solid evidence of Matias' sins so it is better we get to it quickly first."

Matias is one clever man leaving no evidence at the scene of crimes he had done. It was as if even we have few proofs, they lead to someone else while clearing Matias' name ultimately.

"Right, Majesty, Luci and I had done what you asked for. You can find the results by tonight." The Internal Affairs Minister spoke.

"By tonight?"

"Yes, since we will be locked in the council meeting till the evening, we will not be doubted for whatever that happens tonight." I hummed in agreement as Luci came into the meeting room and provided everyone with the prospectus of the discussions.

We have been in the meeting from ten in the morning only getting out to have lunch and it is already four in the evening. We had made clear discussions and decisions regarding several affairs of the state while some of the precious time was spent on plotting a nicely weaved web for Matias.

Should I say, the old foxes are more interested in plotting against Matias than state affairs that are waiting to be addressed?

I wonder what made all those ministers despise Matias to such an extent!

"Trade in the northeastern part of the state has been seeing recession recently due to many imitated production from the border cities outside. The quality of the imitation was surprisingly good and the price was cheap and affordable. When we calculated the overall businesses and their transaction values, we found out that they had been levying extra prices in the name of heavy taxes and had been looting the consumers while the border cities outside took the advantage of it and started producing several categories of goods with good quality and cheaper price considering the low cost of the raw material over there."

"Didn't you confirm the selling price on the packages according to the regulations of the market?"

"We did Majesty but that was for the goods with a package and a selling price on it. But this problem arose with the goods with no packaging; like textiles, timber etc. Their prices vary from place to place and seller to seller."

"Hmm, what about the merchants outside the borders?"

"Design wise, trend wise, creativity wise we are unrivalled with. But when it comes to the quality and cost of the materials, we are not even close to them."

"Then you have the answer. Try making a deal with them regarding materials and make sure the production and the pricing in our state are fairly done once the material shall be sold to our merchants by the government directly."

"Noted, Majesty."

"Uh, Majesty, when are going to meet the little Prince." They asked once the discussion about the trade is done.

"Majesty, Valentina and your son are here." Luci informed just in time, answering their query.

"I took their appointment already since I know you will want to meet the prince once the news gets out." I informed them with a wide grin and a loud excited clap.

Finally!

It's been three days I saw my little boy and now that he is here, I'm not going to leave him until I get a satisfying punch or a kick.

It's been days that I tasted disapproval from him and a good kick.

"Hello Council. Good to see you all again." Val made a grand Queeny entrance with my son walking beside her hand in hand in slow steps.

"Welcome back, Queen and little Prince." The council members rose from their seats and welcomed their queen in the midst of warm applause.

"I'm not your Queen anymore, old man."

"Surely you are. You just don't know." I commented picking up my son into my arms.

"Attention Old men, let me introduce my son, Prince Austin Iker Bianchi Garcia. He is the one who punched my eye last time." I said with a laugh but saw that none laughed with me.

Their eyes were transfixed on my chubby son while my little boy quietly stayed in my arms as he hugged me back with his arms around my neck.

Weird!

Why is he so –

So... quiet!

"You are jesting, Majesty. How can such a cute and a disciplined boy resort to violence at such young age? We know you are joking, sir but others might take your words on a serious note." The PR minister sounded almost scolding.

I looked each of their old faces and saw admiration for my son and when I returned to see my son, he quietly leaned his head on my shoulder while he was rubbing my cheek affectionately.

What is he?

Seriously, what did Val eat while he was in her womb?

What the hell did she teach him to be like this?

How in the name of God, is he so good in acting, even putting my skills to shame?

"He is acting disciplined, men otherwise he would either kick me or throw something at me for his own fun." I know I shouldn't have tattletale about my son but it's the truth and those intelligent old experienced men do not trust me.

It was the first time that they do not believe my words.

Just when I spoke those words, as if nature is helping my son, a butterfly flew inside the meeting room through the slightly opened window and landed on the long table.

My son, whom I underestimated took it as his chance and got on the table and crawled towards the butterfly. He slowly took it in his hands and went to the opened window to put it on a small branch leaning towards the window.

"How kind and considerate of him. The prince has a heart of gold and hands of cotton." The ministers awed at him and Val nodded her head in agreement, giving everyone a wide warm grin.

Luci, on the other side, who knows the truth clearly, is suppressing her laugh whenever her eyes met my confused and disbelief ones.

Slowly, the old men took their time and introduced themselves to the little boy, each giving the boy a sound kiss on his chubby cheeks.

They are impressed by the spongy cheeks.

With every person introducing themselves to my son, my son who is playing the role of most virtuous, mannered and kindest on the face of earth gave a small bow to them.

Val has this motherly proud smile playing on her lips as her eyes did not leave our son. She was watching him with hawk eyes every now and then looking for any possible dangers.

"Did you teach him to bow to elders?" I whispered to her when I saw everyone is busy with my little boy.

"No need to teach him. He is my son so obviously he knows how to be mannered." I scoffed out loudly when I heard manners and her name in the same sentence.

"You must be kidding me." I snickered when my almost two year old son has his hands held in front of him in a mannered posture while he grinned widely at his new fans and bowed at each of them.

But why do they not believe me? My son really kicks me!

He also baths me in his pee.

But of course who would believe me when my own son changes his colors in more versatile manner than a chameleon.

"You raised a boy of integrity and etiquette, Queen. God bless you and our Prince." My palm almost covered my mouth in surprise when I heard those words.

Val smiled at them gratefully simultaneous elbowed into my guts with a warning to behave properly.

"Thank you. Please take good care of him in future even after your Majesty marries another woman." She taunted with a smile.

The Ministers looked bewildered but smiled nonetheless with a mischievous glint in their eyes.

"It is a crime to marry another one while his first wife is breathing, Queen. You did not tell her that the divorce papers two years ago were fake ones, Majesty?" One of the sly ministers sang shocking Val beside me.

Uh huh!

Son is an amazing actor and wife is now an erupting volcano. How am I going to survive another day?

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