Chapter 33
**Acacia Point of View**
I held my head high and walked through the path towards the throne. Left and right, I received variety of looks but if it was old Acacia, then I would've felt awkward and dominated but now, after what I had gone through, I don't have to give these brainless undeserving chickens any thought.
Some men were clearly looking down on me, some were angry while some were curious. Other than the male chickens there is a female poultry as well and most of them are pretty obvious in their thoughts that they find me absolutely undeserving.
Am I concerned at it? Absolutely not!
Taking an inaudible sigh, I took small steps towards where Jerk is sitting. Considering the long heavy gown I'm wearing and a small bundle of my joy in my arms, I didn't want to step on my own clothes and trip in front of these fowl lot.
"Eblilis," Jerk called out and stood up as I stepped on the platform where his throne is. Once beside him, I stood silently with a cool look without giving him another glance.
Now that I'm standing on the higher platform could I see how grandly the whole place is decorated. The great hall was decked up like a bride and a chandelier of candles illuminated lights through crystal chips around them.
There are over hundred people present and I can tell that all his courtiers had come with their families to celebrate the event. All dressed in ancient clothing.
"Milady, the young's prince's naming ceremony shall hence begin." A stout looking man spoke carefully after he received a nod from jerk.
I nodded coolly and played my part for now. If it wasn't for naming my son, I wouldn't have troubled myself in involving myself with these hypocrites.
"Please place the young prince here, Milady." The stout man asked politely causing me to raise my eyebrow.
He wants me to put my son in front of huge sword?
Perhaps jerk saw my expression that he took a step forward and explained it to me. "This is the sword that symbolizes our kingdom's power and only a true heir can pull it off the stand and use it. Every time royal family has a child, we shall announce their name by writing it on the sword. Only the true heir can have their name etched on the sword while other royal children shall have the acceptance of being a part of royal family."
I looked at the huge sword standing on its holder illuminating a great power as it glared down on everyone and everything. The hilt of the sword has the emblem that I've seen on everything when I first came here.
A fire touch with a bird flying over it.
There is also a huge maroon color flag with the same emblem on it
Calmly, I crouched down and laid my son in front of the sword holder. Soon the stout man who was hosting the ceremony brought a fire stick sized long cylindrical charcoal lit on one end.
"Have you thought of a name yet?" Jerk asked handing me the charcoal like fire stick. I nodded wordlessly.
In the week days of when jerk avoided me, having time for myself and my son, I realized a few things after much thought.
One, I am stuck here for now and if I am to get out of this place, either I need to know everything about this place and these people or I should be lucky enough to stumble upon some weakness which I can use it against him and get away.
Until I can find either of them, it is better lay low and show that I have given up on escaping.
Two, the other day, when he said it has to be only who can give him the child, it opened several questions and possibilities before me.
I think the appearance of the jerk and his people has something to do with me and my son. Even if it goes against my beliefs in science, if I'm not wrong, there must be some sort of curse or something on this tribe.
So, having information is important now.
"Now, with this, write the name on the sword blade." Taking the fire lit charcoal stick from his hands, I bent a little to write the name I had thought for my son.
I put it on the sword blade and was about to write when I heard the first expected and anticipated comment of the day.
"I don't understand why Majesty let this lowly woman spread her useless wings. It's the young prince and our future king; why is this woman putting her nose in naming him?" Even though it was a comment, it was said in a particularly audible tone.
"I agree. Majesty is high and mighty and is at the pinnacle of the hierarchy. He is also the man of the family who is to take decisions, why is a woman deciding the name?"
"Women are insignificant and should know their place."
"This lady has no sense of boundaries."
"Majesty, you are known as the most powerful man in the realm of deities and is also famous for being the merciless king who has taken this kingdom to new heights, while it's not my place, I still want to know why you are indulging this woman."
Comments after comments crashed in the great hall and people who are silent until now started to whisper as they threw glares of contempt at me.
My hands balled into tight fists, I stood straight as I pinned everyone with a cold gaze.
Seems, these men think they are above everyone and women are insignificant!
"Mind it, she is going to be your queen in future." Even though his response was a few seconds later, the jerk did manage to growl commandingly.
Although his declaration did silence them but make no mistake, I can sense the small pinch of agreement with the comments in his tone and glint in eyes.
While the men of great standing was speaking, their family women sitting behind them either nodded in agreement or held their heads down docilely.
Such a bunch of hypocrite men!
Scumbags everyone!
"It's my son. I'm the one who went through pain and gave birth to him so I have every right to make decisions for him. If there's anyone who cannot bear to watch this; get out. I have no obligation to please brainless men." Every word that came out of my mouth were like sharp needles that hit everyone and I meant that to happen.
If they cannot shut up, then I don't mind offending them.
"Let me see who dares to stop me." Saying, I bent down again to write the name on the sword.
Holding the charcoal stick, I ignored the angry murmurs and wrote down the name of my son.
"Igses Dawn Ebernus." Jerk announced in a low yet an audible tone once I finished writing the name on the sword.
The words I wrote down with the fire lit charcoal stick started to glow in ember flames on the sword blade.
"Igses Dawn Ebernus, the name of my son. The middle name 'Dawn' is same as his mother's. A man who carries his mother's name in his; anyone has objections?"
The thought of adding my surname or my middle name to my son's name was the idea I had from a very long time but seeing how these male chauvinists have nonsensical sense of ego, I'm proud of my decision.
"Igses sounds good. A good choice." Jerk spoke liking the first name genuinely and I nodded.
Of course, I thought a lot to come up with this name.
About the matter, he likes the name of his insignificant mother's name in his son's name or not, that is none of my concern.
The hall quietened down which I'm very satisfied about.
The name that was written on the sword is now etched on it proving Igses to be the next true heir. Although there's absolute silence around the hall, their eyes did brighten when the name was now engraved on the sword blade.
Picking my son up, I turned to the stout man and asked, "Is it done or is there anything else?"
"The ceremony ends, Milady. There's banquet now." He answered respectfully.
"Bring my food to my room. I don't want to be rubbed off with stupidity." Turning towards Circe who has been following me everywhere, I ordered her.
And by the looks of everyone, the message clearly reached them.
"I told you to mind your people and yet they humiliated me. Some merciless powerful king you are; even your subordinates can speak as they like to just anyone." I scoffed as I glanced at the room full of people once again.
"Remember everyone, I am a queen or not will depend on my decision. Everything related to my son and my life depends on me. Didn't you say I'm just an insignificant woman, then -" I sneered at them.
"You lot are not even worth dust under my feet."
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