Majesty

One day, their were children playing. Playing in a field. Their names were Valory and Lucus. Valory and Lucus have been friends since they were infants. Now they are both at the end of middle school. These two are peas in a pod, did everything togather and stood up for each other. No matter what, no matter where they would find each other. Togather they planed on growing old and seeing everything togather. Forever. One day though, their parents saw them and decided it wasn't healthy for them to spend

for long. Macbeth’s recent coronation has now put him in royal command. An honorable man, known for countless deeds and acts of service under his predecessor, and he is bound to make a fine ruler. To celebrate his succession of Duncan, his royal majesty has personally invited me along with the other lords to attend a celebratory dinner. “I mustn’t keep my lord waiting.” As I step outside, the crisp misty air engulfs my entire body, sending shivers down my spine. The night sky was not in sight through

thoroughly checked by the Winter Watch, Denizens were allowed inside. Speculations about promotions were murmured as everyone waited in expectation of Her Majesty, Queen Vivienne, His Excellency, Lord Boreas and His Highness, Prince Bertram. Eventually, the Royal Heralds filed inward behind the Royal Speaker, Mistress

the note. “It seems to me, young Eliza, that you have been entitled to pick up the parcel for Her Majesty.” He told me as he reread the note a third time. I give a slight nod as if to say ‘Yes sir’. He wonders back into a room that is clearly marked ‘Authorised Personal only’, meaning I can’t follow him. He returns with two packages, both small in size. “Now, young Eliza, this parcel is for Her Majesty and the other one is for you. If I were you, I would hide you parcel before you enter her room.”

“Hello, my great majesties.” “Hello Simba, what do you have for us today?” “Well if it was alright with pharoah ,I would appreciate it if I was allowed to speak with the queen?” “Yes, as you may.” “Thank you sire.” *Pharaoh leaves with servants and his scribe trailing behind him, so that he may give space for his beloved queen and the royal messenger.* Your majesty, I don’t know how I can say this but… this might be hard to understand… his majesty doesn’t love

that Richard was threatening to take the throne again. “Your Majesty! Your Majesty!” gasped the servant, out of breath. “There is something terrible going on!” “And what would that be?” asked King Edward, annoyed at the servant for being so excited. “Well, I heard that Richard, your arch-enemy, is planning a comeback and is now getting the support of the people. He has aroused the people to form an army and join him to overthrow Your Majesty! What should we do?” cried the servant despairingly. “It

however, the crowd's cheering began to gradually die down. Surprised, the lovers and friend turned to see the king coming into the stadium. With all due respect, the three gently bowed at the king, but before any of them could utter a word, his majesty spoke, "My

“Hello, my great majesties.” “Hello Simba, what do you have for us today?” “Well if it was alright with pharaoh ,I would appreciate it if I was allowed to speak with the queen?” “Yes, as you may.” “Thank you sire.” *Pharaoh leaves with servants and his scribe trailing behind him, so that he may give space for his beloved queen and the royal messenger.* Your majesty, I don’t know how I can say this but… this might be hard to understand… his majesty doesn’t love you. He despises

Everyone turned towards the door through which Bahadur Singh had entered the Darbar. “Well, Shyam,” he said authoritatively, “What is going on?” “We caught this eunuch here in the garden. When he saw us he tried to run away and fought like a man.” “What were you doing in the garden?” he asked the soldiers harshly. “Her Highness, the Rani Sahiba ordered us to search for anyone who appeared suspicious,” Shyam explained. “She ordered us to arrest him and bring him to her.” Chandni knew the Rani had

Christ in Majesty Christ in Majesty is a Romanesque fresco secco from the 12th century that was transferred to plaster and wood. It was originally located in the apse of the Church of Santa Maria de Mur in Catalonia, Spain but now is located in the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston as a gift from the Maria Antoinette Evans Fund. The fresco is a transition from Roman and Byzantine Art to Gothic Art. The artist of Christ in Majesty utilizes his art to educate people in the doctrines of the Christian