It was that time of the year. That dreadful one month. The horrible, painstaking, brutal, extremely exhausting month. The only month that their king was home after a year long visit across his vast kingdom to assess his people. If only he came home and was able to rest.

But the staff and the king weren’t so lucky. For this dreadful month was courtship month. One would think the same month that the king was celebrating his birthday and was finally home he would be able to relax. Nope. He had to go through the most horrific tradition that made him question ruling.

He hasn’t even stepped into his castle, to announce his return, when a hoard of women tried to ambush him. By the gods, Kensi hated this stupid tradition that his “beloved” cousin insisted was part of being a king.

All Kensi wanted to do was take a nice bath, maybe steal a few sweets from the kitchen, and nap. But nope. An almost 600 year old dragon, king of 200 countries and 50 territories, historical and cultural record holder, and demigod had to deal with women trying to court him during his birthday month.

Kensi somehow managed to get free from the ambush and ran to the servants courters. Maybe there he can get 5 minutes to breathe. Or not. Especially when his head maid, Ms Clarice, started to scolded him for not behaving like a proper king.

“Proper king”. Kensi hated that phrase. Especially when for the better part of his upbringing before he took the crown at 200 years old, he was told how to be a “proper king”. And by the gods he tried. He did the paperwork, sat in a throne room, make rules. Heck, he even went to war.

But kensi hated every single second of it. He enjoyed spending time with people and learning about anything and everything. Before he took the crown he had ran away with his father and studied just about everything. From how cultures in different places, to all sorts of plants.

And thanks to this adventures with his father, Kensi was very adamant about writing everything he learned. Especially before and after the war. He didn’t want those stories to be erased, regardless of WHO became ruler.

Speaking of ruling… Kensi especially getting scolded by his head maid and managed to escape into his secret private study. There he added his journals he written throughout the year. After that he snuck his way to the royal bedchambers for a well deserved nap. He’ll deal with courtship month tomorrow