Faith woke up a few minutes later after Prince Michael, she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes to see Michael dressed and looking out the window, a solemn expression on his handsome face.

"Michael didn't you sleep?" She asked yawning and covering her mouth.

"How can I sleep? When everything I've worked for slipped has out of my hands" he replied bitterly.

She was genuinely worried about Michael's mental state, it looked like the negative emotions he'd set free from yesterday returned stronger than ever.

So she didn't bother talking and went to have a shower and thirty minutes later after Faith had showered and dressed, a maid had walked in holding a tray of fresh fruit, butter and slices of thick bread and glasses full in orange juice.

The maid left the tray on the table and quickly walked out the door. Faith grabbed the knife and buttered the slices.

She brought the tray to where Michael was standing and placed it on the table as she sat on the chair.

She ate one slice of bread and continued serving herself seeing Michael didn't touch any of the food but continued to stare out of the window.

"Tiger come eat" Faith asked gently.

"I'm not hungry my Queen" Micheal replied softly.

"Please Michael eat something" Faith begged him.

Michael sighed walking from his position near the window, sat on the edge of the bed and Faith handed him a slice of bread.

She watched him take small bites which wasn't going to be enough to fill him but she was glad at least he was eating.

So the morning dragged into the early afternoon, so Michael and Faith leaving the unfinished breakfast on the table sat quietly lost in their thoughts.

Until the sudden bang from the door startling them both out of their thoughts, Jim and Phoebe rushed into the room each expressing a look of panic and disbelief.

"Why do you both have a look of fear on your faces?" Faith inquired slightly scared at what she might hear.

"You'll see when we get there" Jim said and Phoebe nodded in agreement.

Faith and Michael looked at each other for a few seconds and immediately they both went out of the bed and followed after the departed Jim and Phoebe.

Once they arrived at the conference room Michael was astonished to see the room full of reporters and cameramen standing in front of the alter where his father stood ready to announce news to the public.

Their sudden arrival into the room paused the loud chatter, everyones heads turned to see Prince Michael and his entourage briefly and refocused on King Joel.

"What's going on Jim?" Michael whispered to Jim wondering what was going on.

What could father be plotting he never allows the media into our home. Michael thought worried to himself.

King Joel seeing the cameras were focused on him and the reporters itching to write in their notepads or record his words in their tape recorders.

"I have brought you all here to announce the next heir to my throne! And that person is Prince Kenia who I believe will bring South Africa to even better heights with his reign after I step down in three months time" he hollered proudly.

As he finished his speech, the doors were Michael and the rest of the gang were standing by flew open, luckily in time Michael grabbed Faith by the waist avoiding a quick death.

Prince Kenia in his usual expensive attire and Lavender dressed just as flashy holding him by the arm walked into the room.

Lavender looking to her left and spotting them, blew them a kiss and turned her head back to her front view.

Faith kept her cool knowing the cameras were rolling and could change her life in a heartbeat but she saw Michael glaring coldly at their backs as they made their way to the front.


Prince Kenia pulling away from Lavender went to stand by King Joel who patted him on the back roughly smiling at his nephew.

"Now your here my boy give your waiting public A Speech" King Joel said and stepped away.

Once Prince Kenia took his place there, the assault of questions were thrown at him by the reporters.

"Prince Kenia is it your right to take over the throne over Prince Michael?!"

"Prince Kenia how will you improve the country's economy system when you take your place on the throne?!"

"What does your cousin Prince Michael think of you taking his rightful in heritage?"

"Why are there bruises on your jaw?!"

Prince Kenia coughed clearing his throat and didn't let the questions from the reporters rattle him and a hush fell over the media waiting for him to speak.

"Well I'm truly happy to be taking my rightful place as king, and I know I will be able to bring this country back to its former greatness better than my cousin" he said slyly insulting Michael and directing his smirk towards him.

"Also the little bruises were from the time I wrestled a lion a day ago" he lied smoothly.

Faith knew this was hurting him watching his father give his heritage to his cousin when instead it should have been him there making his speech and talking to the media.

All she could do was squeeze his hand tightly.

"Let's go" Michael said quietly pulling Faith gently to the doors as Jim and Phoebe follow after.

While the live broadcast was showed in the homes of everyone on the TV. The people of south Africa were mixed in their views about Prince Michael and Kenia taking his place.

Some were in agreement that Prince Kenia deserved his place as heir and others were in full support that Prince Michael was robbed of his heritage.

In the meantime while the broadcast was live, Queen Mabel had been watching it from her TV in the bedroom and she was furious at the foolishness of her husband doing such a thing to their son who rightfully inherited his place on the throne.

Queen Mabel wasn't going to stand and stay quiet for her baby being cheated, it wasn't right. She stood up from her chair and left the room with her set of bodyguards beside her.

She hurriedly walked as she could in her flat jewellered shoes, heading straight to the conference room to confront what was going though her husband's mind.

She walked into the room seeing the reporters and other media were out of sight either on a lunch or had left for good, she hoped for good.

Seeing her husband talk to Prince Kenia as they both laughed together over a joke Joel must have told him.

She cut into the conversation sweetly "oh I don't mean to cutt into your conversation boys but I need to talk to my husband in Private"

Prince Kenia nodded and swiftly walked away allowing the current king and queen some privacy.

"Let's go to the back office" King Joel knowing this conversation wasn't going to end well.

So they walked to the back of the large room to the back office where sometimes King Joel showcased his meetings.

Closing the door behind him and the both of sitting down in front of each other.

"What was going though your mind when you gave the throne OUR son rightfully deserves to Kenia?" She asked sceptical.

"Look Mabel as you can see Kenia came first with Lavender and he rightfully owned his place as king" King Joel replied coolly.

"How can be this Joel!? When Kenia doesn't even have any chance at inheriting the throne because of our two youngest children who have more of a chance than him" Queen Mabel reasoned to her stubborn headed husband.

"It still doesn't Matter Mabel, he didn't waste his time with getting the Lavender to marry him like Mighael did even they both are commoners" King Joel said.

"Why the sudden Change of heart with Faith! You were happy for Mighael when he told us he'd found a girl and now Kenia comes along with a girl he's only known for a few months to take the throne while Mighael has known Faith close to a year!" Queen Mabel exclaimed hotly.

"I will not repeat myself Mabel Kenia will take the throne and that is final" he shouted his voice echoing like thunder in the room.

Queen Mabel brushed her hair back and eyed her husband in his chair, she stood up brushing off any dust off her long flowing aqua dress.

"I will not let you ruin our son's life over your selfish and pitiful reasons by giving what's he been raised to do in your place, be given to Kenia, I will not stand for it Joel! You hear me? I won't let you hurt him like you did when you almost broke them apart with that letter months ago" she said in boldness.

As she opened the door, she paused looking back at him and said wisely "if you don't do the right thing before its too late Mighael will never forgive you..."

She walked out the room and headed straight to Michael's room hoping he would listen to her story and believe she was on his side.