Chapter Ten: Prince Michael Becomes King of the Witches

 

        

              A royal decree flew into the window and landed on Prince Michael's face.  Now the prince

was still in bed, but felt something on his face which he knocked off and turned over to go back to

sleep.  The royal decree had other ideas and yelled, "OUT OF BED LAZY BONES I AM A ROYAL

DECREE FROM THE KING.  I AM NOT TO BE IGNORED!  YOU AND IVORY ARE TO APPEAR

 BEFORE THE KING IN ROYAL ATTIRE FOR BREAKFAST PRONTO!!!  The royal decree then 

burned up.

            The prince nodded his head, causing an ivory collar to appear around Ivory's neck.  After that,

he put his royal ring on his finger and threw his cape around him.  The cape caused him to get dressed.

He then took his cape covering Ivory and himself, and flew to the king's palace.

            The king casually greets them with croissants and tea for breakfast.  The two of them (Michael 

& Ivory) just sat down thinking this was a casual breakfast.  This was no ordinary breakfast, however, a 

breakfast of instruction.  As they were soon to find out from the king. 

             "This is no ordinary breakfast, young man!" exclaimed the king, "This is a breakfast to give the

two of you instruction, and show you where you did wrong!!"

              The prince and his familiar quickly nibbled on a croissant and sipped some tea.  Both 

were shaking in fear, knowing that they had displeased his royal highness.   The king picked up a copy 

of the Wicked News, and on the front page was a picture of the prince in his boxers for all the world to 

see.  The King told the prince, " I understand you went to a party last night, dancing in almost nothing.

It says here you danced with both genders.  It causes the reporters to question your sexuality.  Just

what do you have to say for yourself?

                The prince answered, "Well, er, sir, that is to say, I danced in my boxers because it was what

the people wanted.  I danced with other males for political reasons; I really prefer to dance with 

females. After all, males just do not have the right parts."

                 The king said, Would you have had sex with someone for political reasons.  You are starting

to think like a king.  Do you have the Lord's Prayer memorized yet?  I know that you do, but let us get

you a mate before any bed hopping or two-stepping, especially with males.  While it is true that you will

someday do these things for political reasons, wait until you get married.

                  The prince just hung his head and said, "When will I know that I have found someone 

special?"

                   The king replies, "She will be a playmate, a lover, and a best friend.  So, in other words, you

will know when that special someone comes along.  If, by the way, you mess up, just have her killed 

off.  You can always find another to take her place, or if  you have had children, just remain single."

                   The prince replies, "The only ones who come anywhere near that description are Ivory and

Peter.  But neither of them is a lover."

                    "I certainly hope not," Ivory interrupts, "we already had that discussion when it was in the

 papers before!"

                     Prince Michael was embarrassed, but said, "No, Ivory, I was just saying that you are the 

closest I've ever had to someone special.  Other than you, there is Peter, but that is only because my 

only relationship with female witches is at school."

                    Ivory interrupts again, "Before you go any further, Peter is your property, not your best 

friend forever.  That is, unless that is what you make of him.  As you're familiar, I am more your best

friend forever than he will ever be.  We have had our occasional dance, but no sex.

                     The king laughs at Ivory, and asks if she is complaining or just bragging that they had not 

had no sex.

                      Ivory says,  "Neither your honor is just stating a mere fact.  If we had had sex, it would 

have been beastility."

                     The king laughs at Ivory again, this time saying, "As a familiar, it is your job  

to teach the prince all about romance.  That includes becoming a young woman and having sex with

him."

                     Ivory wimpers, knowing she had been scolded by the king of the witches.  She walked

 over and lay her head on Michael's lap.  Michael gave her a loving pat on the head.  She whimpers all

the more nonetheless.

                     The king then speaks again, "Ivory, a familiar, can fill in as queen until one can be found

for the new king.  I am getting too old and weary for this job, and I need someone to take my place.  

The palace reporter is here, and we can set Michael on the 'hot seat' and have him take the oath."

                     Ivory said that she supposed she could do her job and would do her best at speeding up

 finding the prince a wife.  She explained all this to Michael, making sure that he understood that she 

was just a stand-in wife.  That he must find a wife to have kids with, and do it quickly.  Michael agreed

 to all of this as he took a seat on the 'hot seat'.

                   Flames blew from the poles standing all around the prince.  The seat he was sitting in had 

a fire underneath it.  Hence, it got hot and was called the 'hot seat'.  The prince quickly took the oath

 , which was the Lord's Prayer.  As music started to play, the flames stopped. He lived, but      

the king died; the palace reporter made the prince the new king of the witches, saying in the end, there

can be only one.  He then woke up out of a coma at the Vance Neurological Hospital.  He realized it

had all been a dream, but it seemed so real.

                                                                   The End

Paul D. Eccles