Author: jazz R PM
One-shot. Moanna's husband finds out about her adulterous ways, that aren't taken very seriously...Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 400 - Favs: 4 - Published: 03-09-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6811254
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Gabriel stood at the front of the Underworldian court. They were already snickering at the fool. It was the third visit he had made this past week, all about the same thing. And what a stupidly absurd thing it was.
"Once again my dear lawfolk, I make yet another proposal to divorce my wife, Queen Moanna on account of adultery!"
The thirteen wise men howled with laughter for the third time this week.
"Adulterous? Our queen? How insane! Who would ever think of such a thing! Lucky for you son, you are not a commoner, for then your tongue would've been ripped out of your mouth in an instant!"
Gabriel, patiently waited for the mocking to stop, and as it quieted down, he reached his stubby hand into his pocket to reveal photographs. "Alas," he announced. "I wish it were true, the traits you claim our queen has, but photographs never lie!" At that he tossed the evidence to the first court director. Shock filled the high-ceillinged room, as the tiny papers revealed Moanna in un-royal like clothing, with Pan the faun.
As in romantically. Holding hands, and the amorous twinkle in their eyes were extremely obvious.
Gabriel's face grew monsterous. Such a crime as adultery would be dealt with the most justice, and cruelty. He couldn't wait to see Moanna wriggle like a worm on a hook, as she would walk to the chopping block. He could picture it all now, and hopefully he would see the faun become utterlly... vulnerable.
"So my leiges, what are we to do about this?"
The oldest and wisest of the court men stood up and the others followed him as he made his way to the great fireplace. He tossed the photos on the hungry flames. Gabriel was in rage.
"What is the meaning of this!" he screamed.
The wise man turned slowly to the estranged king and said,"Leave Gabriel, for you have commited treason."
"Leave! Before I call the gaurds!"
"Fine, but you'll be sorry!" Gabriel warned.
"Alright by me."
The exiled royal ran out of the castle as fast as he could, as one of the court men called Moanna. She entered the court in minutes. "Thank-you," she whispered greatfully.
"Think nothing of it," the eldest said. He reached for a wine goblet and raised it high.
"To true love!"