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The Royal One


ONE
It was the morning Andre anticipated ever since he learned about the competition in
school. He didn’t want to have any part of it, afraid it would mean dire consequences if he
didn’t win. But that wasn’t the point at all. The point was to find the next king and queen of
the country of Rengal.
For centuries, the country had been run the same, electing new rulers through a
competition. But as a result of the overpopulation decades earlier, parliament had decided to
change the rules of the game.
During the months of January, May, June, and December of every year, mothers
would be allowed to give birth. Any child born before or after wouldn’t be kept. It was a rule,
which Andre thought to be ridiculous. He had lost a brother from his mother’s early delivery
and made a vow that day to do whatever possible to change the rules. That law worked for a
couple of years, until there was another problem, allowing every child to enter the
competition would take a fairly long time. So, another law came into effect regarding the
competition. Only males born in the month of May and females born in the month of June
would be allowed to compete. This helped limit the amount of kids eligible once they turned
eighteen so the competition would be ready to start in the month of July.
Unsure whether to be happy that this day had finally arrived or nervous about what’s
yet to happen, Andre got up from bed and dressed with the clothes sent over from the palace.
It was a custom tradition for all the young males to wear the same black pants, white dress
shirt, and red tie; and the young females to wear the same knee length red, black, and white
colored dress. Both attires representing the country’s official colors.
In the break of dawn, Andre’s parents, Diane and Lenny Pearson, prepared a special
morning meal so they could celebrate this event as a family first before making it national.
His younger sister, Cindy, didn’t seem to fully understand what the whole event was about,
but he knew she would learn soon.
“Morning sweetie,” his mother exclaimed as soon as she saw him. “My, don’t you look
so handsome. I bet all the girls won’t be able to take their eyes off of you. Oh, I wish they
allowed parents to accompany their children.” She looked him up and down and smiled.
Then with one tear streaming down her left cheek, she embraced Andre tightly.
“Oh, mom,” he said, returning the hug. “Mom, it’s okay. Don’t cry,” but she
wouldn’t let go. His father stepped into the living room and saw Andre stuck in the embrace.
“Oh, honey. You’ll wrinkle the shirt,” Andre’s father said and pulled his wife’s arms
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