My eyes widened. My body stiffened and my mouth was unable to speak. “James, would you please keep your voice down?” Mother intervened as she stood beside me. She turned to Gonzalo and continued, “Kindly leave us and close the door.” Gonzalo agreed and left the four of us in the room. “Now, can we have a conversation where not one of us is shouting?” Mother continued as she looked at all of us. “We are not in our home. It isn’t right to argue here.” “Then, can you please explain to me why your son made a scene back at the Crystal Hall?” James answered as he turned to Mother and then, back to me. “James, if I may, Robert didn’t do anything wrong. He remained polite all throughout his conversation with the warriors,” Elizabeth also entered the conversation. James slowly turned to Elizabeth. “And you, Elizabeth, I expected more from you. You know better than to barge into a private meeting, especially here in this palace. Instead of stopping your brother, you tolerated his actions a
We all turned to Mother, surprised. Mother walked over to me with a triumphant smile. She continued, “I will approve of your request, dear one. I believe that you are doing what should be done.” “Amelia!” James shouted before he walked towards her. “What do you think you are doing?” he growled as he towered over her to intimidate her. “As I recall, the very reason why my parents agreed to marry us is because of your promise to share the same amount of power with me,” Mother smirked. “That only means that I have the right to make my own decisions for our children.” James turned Mother to face him directly. “I honoured that before as your parents were still alive. Ever since they were buried, that agreement has no power.” “As long as I live, my parents’ agreement with you will hold its power,” Mother replied. “You should know that I have the ability to summon people from the dead. Should we discuss this with them instead?” she threatened. Mother was supposed to look at me, only to
James’ eyes widened in horror, his mouth slowly hung open in shock. “Your Highness, why would you do such a thing?!” Gonzalo ran up to me. “Since the king has his conditions in order to approve my request, that is mine,” I replied as I stared James completely in his eyes. I added, “I am now closing any kind of opportunity for you to prove yourself to me.” “But, Your Highness–” “Say no more, Gonzalo,” James replied as he stopped Gonzalo, “If this is what the prince wants, so it shall be done.” He returned to me and continued, “You will not rule Western Wind once I depart from this world. Let us see where you will last.” He then turned back around and proceeded to the door. “I prefer to rule somewhere else than to wear the crown of the monarch who failed as father,” I raised my voice, enough for my words to echo throughout the entire room. James paused for a brief second before he walked away completely. And as soon as he was gone from our sights, I let out a deep sigh. I was not
As soon as we arrived, James immediately summoned the guards for an immediate meeting in the throne room. James and Gonzalo laid out a table with a map that included both realms: Mortal and Immortal. I examined the map as I carefully scanned the entire illustration. It had small holes in it, which probably came from miniature flags used to plan combat strategies. I marvelled at its antiquity, the possibility that it could have been used in different battles added to its majestic feel. Without warning, the doors of the throne room bursted open and the guards marched in. Once they filled the entire space, the captain of the guards walked towards us, with his helmet held by his hand. “Your Majesty,” the captain bowed to my parents. He then turned to Elizabeth and me, “Your Highness.” He returned to James and asked, “You called for us, my king?” “Yes, and I would like for all of you to listen very carefully,” James said as he looked at every guard in the hall. “I implore that everyone
In my mind, Laura pushed through the crowd with her beautiful smile. She seemed so carefree. And from the simple image, I was able to feel her warmth, her calming presence. Slowly, I couldn’t help but let a smile crept up on my face. “Hm, a smile from the young prince,” James taunted once again as he put his hands behind him. He asked, “Can it be that you are finally seeing the joke that you’re making out of yourself?” Laura’s image smiled at me one last time before she faded completely. I took a deep breath and looked James straight in the face. “On the contrary,” I replied, “I smiled because I realised that someone like you will never understand her importance to me.” “Someone like me, huh?” James smirked once more, surprised that I was calm despite his constant insults towards Laura and my dedication to rescue her. I nodded as I slowly walked towards him. “A person who has treated everyone as inadequate. A person who believes that he is above everybody else, all because of a cr
I immediately looked at my page and said, “Let her in.” I folded the scroll as my page left my room. I fixed myself as I walked away from my chair. As soon as Nana entered the room, I smiled as I greeted, “Hello, Nana.” “My dear boy,” Nana walked up to me with open arms. We shared a quick embrace as the door closed behind her. “I hope I didn’t disturb anything, Nana,” I said as we pulled away. “Of course not, dear one. I will always have time for you,” Nana smiled as she caressed my face. “Now, what is it that you need?” she asked. “I need to speak to Mallory. Do you know where she is?” I asked. I explained, “Most of the maids said they haven’t seen her today.” Nana took a moment to think before she replied, “Perhaps, she was sent to the town market to buy some ingredients.” “What time will she return?” I asked another. “That is something that I am not sure of. Is there something that you need from her?” Nana asked. With a sigh, I carefully led her to the chair by my desk. The
The world around me came to a screeching halt. Stunned, my ears rang as it barred itself from hearing anything else. My page continued on but his voice was muffled. My mind raced with questions as my heartbeat picked up its pace after it stopped for a second. Massacred?? My men, massacred?! How could this have happened?! Why would someone kill innocent people?! And if they were killed, what happened to everyone in the bakery?! What happened to Grandpa Ben?! “Your Highness,” my page raised his voice, which finally brought me back to reality. His hold on me tightened further as he asked, “What must we do?!” I grabbed hold of his arms and asked, “Where are the guards??” “Those who survived brought the fallen back home. I sent them to the guards’ keep to avoid commotion from the other servants,” my page replied. I bolted to the door and rushed to the keep. I was followed closely by Gonzalo, my page, and the two guards who stood by my door. ~*~*~*~ As I barged into the guards’ ke
Grandpa Ben was slumped onto the floor. Blood trickled down his face. HIs brown shirt was soaked in blood. He looked exhausted. He was left there to die. “Grandpa Ben?” I knelt beside him as I turned him around. Grandpa Ben whimpered as I laid his back on the counter. He struggled to open his eyes. But when he saw me, he was able to utter, “Robert?” “Young man,” the old lady called from the door, clearly worried, “Is everything all right in there?” I peeped up from the counter and replied, “Yes, madam. It is Grandpa Ben. And he is gravely hurt.” I returned to Grandpa Ben and gasped as I saw his bleeding arm. “Don’t you worry, Grandpa Ben,” I said as I grabbed my knife. I tore a long piece from my shirt, gently wrapped it around his arm and continued, “I am here. I will take care of everything.” “Robert…” Grandpa Ben then reached his hand out towards me. I held his hand and slowly put it down. “Rest yourself, Grandpa Ben. You must not move too much.” I shouted towards the old lad