Royal Time

Frank woke up in the morning freaking out. He had five months to find a spouse. Five months! He guessed being a prince it wouldn’t be so hard, but considering he didn’t like any of his options it was proven to be difficult. It’s not like he hasn’t like any of the girls, he just doesn’t like what the girls provide. He wants someone more… manly.

Frank got dressed in his nice everyday clothes and headed down to the dining room for breakfast. “Hello son, did you think about what I said last night?”

“Yes Mother. I haven’t stopped thinking about it. I’m going to talk to the council and give them a few suggestions on ladies that might be better fit.”
“Oh that’s a great idea. That will indeed help,” the queen smiled. Frank could only hope it would. It might not solve his problem but it certainly wouldn’t be as dreadful as some of the ladies he has met through the years. Frank and his mother ate breakfast with little talk here and there. They both finished and Frank excused himself to go talk to the council.

“Hello George, how are you today?” Frank asked when he approached the the council room. “Why I’m fine thank you for asking my prince. Why do you need today?”
“I’m actually hear to speak to the council about the ladies you have been picking. Some have been lovely but I have to say none have been quite right. So I’m here to give a few tips on what I think I prefer.”
“Oh my prince that will be very helpful. I will say it will make it more difficult to find options, so the meetings might be fewer.”
“Well that is better than spending my and the ladies time who I don’t prefer.”
“Very true my prince. Why don’t I take you inside so you can share this with the council,” saying that George opens the door and gives a wave to go through.

The council stands from the larger dark mahogany table in the middle of the room, when they realize Frank stepped into the room. “My prince,” the council greeted. In total the Royal Council was six men, the prince and the queen. “Hello everyone,” Frank greeted as he sat at the head of the table. “I am here to talk about the ladies you gentlemen have been choosing. I figured I would help give you gentlemen an idea of what I like so we can weed out the ladies who I don’t particularly prefer.”
“A wonderful idea my prince,” John Edwards spoke.
“But my prince what if you find the one but she wasn’t your original type?” James always was the one who questioned everything. Frank internally rolled his eyes because of course none of the women they were going to choose would be Frank’s type. But he could enjoy a women’s company if he had too. However Frank was not going to tell anyone this.
“Well I’m not sure my mother told you, but she has set a time limit for me to get engaged. I have until my birthday which is in five months. So I rather find a lady I find quite enjoyable now and hopefully fall in love then love at first sight. My childish dreams are over, it is time to find a bride.”
“My prince but how you dreamed, you must not give up on your dreams yet. Never my prince, remember that,” Ray was like the preacher of the council, he always gave everyone more hope. He was also the youngest member of the council except Frank, and quickly became one of Frank’s best friends. Frank wishes Ray was right on this matter though, he usually is but Frank’s not so sure this time.
“My Prince so what are you looking for then?” George questioned.
“I would like someone fairly cute, someone to compliment my looks if you could, like darker hair, not a blonde. Someone who can have a serious conversion but is funny at the right moment, and can deal with stress, because when I become king I need someone by me who can handle that. I would also like them to have some common interest, like reading or music, just so we have some easy common ground,” Frank has been thinking about this a lot but when he says it out loud it seems silly.
“My Prince I will not lie, this task will be difficult but not unreasonable. We will try and find you the best options for your liking,” John Newer states and bows.
“Thank you very much, I wish you good luck,” with that Frank stands up to leave. When he leaves through the doors he hears Ray calling him. “Yes?”
“Frank, I hope you know this will be more difficult, but not impossible. Don’t give up hope on finding your true love, I believe you will. Actually I know you will,” Ray smiles and pats the prince on his shoulder and heads back into the council room.

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