THIRD PERSON POV.
So to check on him his father and the Sire of Falcovia King David barged in without a knock but was rooted at the sight front of his eyes.
David walked closer to ensure, it was not a dream. He stood near Jayden's bed to find him sound asleep, his lips tugging into a slight smile on his handsome face. Jayden laid peacefully, hugging a pillow to his body as if it was a feminine waist.
Its been years, since David saw his only child in such a relaxed state.. precisely four years. Jayden was just a seventeen year old when he witnessed his betrothed struggling for her life. David knew his son was maddeningly in love with Rosaleigh.
Although Jayden never accepted it front of his parents considering the limits bounding them as a Royal Family but being his dad David knew him very well. David had witnessed his child suffer through these years. His decision of staying away from the Bloemen family for their well being had an adverse effect on Jayden and David was well aware of it. The memory of how it all started was still afresh in his mind.
Flashback
King David was in his study with Former King and Queen of Or'bloem discussing about the future strategies to regain their country. Edward the second was destroying and dismantling everything in Or'bloem. No man had their freedom or peace,they all were treated as slaves. Edward the second, kept no stones unturned in wasting the royal treasure for fulfilling his wasteful needs. People had to pay high taxes even on necessary commodities like water. Everything was going downhill.
But their discussion was cut midway when Jayden abruptly barged in the meeting hall, the disheveled state and the fear that struck his eyes was evident to make out that unthinkable."They kidnapped her." - he spoke in between his pantings bewildering the three of them.
"..Belle. They attacked her"- Jayden wailed before blacking out.
Everything happened in a blur,David rushed Jayden to the royal doctor and King Henry went in search of Belle. Guards informed that she had just went out for a classical concert in the auditorium nearby.
Seven hours later the royals were informed that Rosaleigh was involved in a major road accident.***
After that attempt, the doctors announced Rosaleigh's fake death according to orders by Henry. The fake announcement was followed by a crematorial ceremony so that Isabelle gets time to cope up without being attacked twice.
For the world, the rightful heir and only princess of Or'bloem was resting besides her maternal grandparents at their ancestral home. Little did her enemies knew, that the bud years ago was now a flower. Rosaleigh who recently turned twenty was soaring high in academics, miles away from evil eyes.
As days turned into months and eventually into years, Jayden changed completely. He busied himself in anything and everything just to keep his mind occupied. He performed well in his academics and fulfilled all his Royal duties.
Neither one in the Royal family knew what exactly happened and how did Jayden know about this attack nor did David ever let anyone ask him. The mention of the unfateful day was considered an offensive crime. Jayden was very young to go through such phase. Being a royal, David had always tried his best to give his son a normal childhood.
A week before when Jayden asked David's consent to transfer his studies at Spazerdrilt, a sapling of fear grew deep in a corner of his heart. All these years, they have kept a safe distance from the Bloemen Family so that their enemy doesn't doubt about the crown princess' fake death.
"Min kärlek, why are you he-" Rachel entered the room, as David silently gestured her to be quiet. She was equally ecstatic realizing that Jayden was fast asleep.
"He is quite excited and happy to meet her" - she whispered as David nodded in response. Their eyes were stuck on Jayden's relaxed state.
"He loves her so dearly" - David whispered back looking at her as she grinned happily.
"Hmm.. after years of sleepless nights, only the thought of meeting Rosaleigh brought him peace" - Rachel stated covering Jayden with a blanket.
They let Jayden sleep in his cabin and ordered the staff to not disturb his peaceful slumber.
Rather than adoring his son's peace David had a crucial work in hand. To conceal Jayden's identity, he asked the chancellor of Spanzerdrilt University to let Jayden study under his middle name Alexander. And he willingly agreed just as he did while concealing Rosaleigh's identity. As per the records at the University Rosaleigh was studying in, Hamilton as her last name.
David had managed things with the president of States for bogus passports under the surname of Betson. David had appointed bodyguards who've been disguised as students to protect Rosaleigh would protect Jayden as well. After ensuring all the arrangements, he let out a sigh of relief.
David too was quite excited to meet his friends Henry and Katherine. Although they kept in touch via secret letters to avoid any suspicion. Meeting him was what he was too eager for. How much he had missed his friends on festivals.
His chain of thoughts was broken as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder to find Jayden smiling at him in his sleepy state.
"Mitt barn, good you woke up! Come lets have dinner" David offered nodding firmly.
"You sound different when you're my Dad rather than a King." - he joked.
"I demand your presence at the table in five minutes" - David jovially ruffled his hair before walking past him.
"That's King David Krigston ordering me."
David ignored Jayden's whiny voice. And walked to the small dining table placed in the corner of the cabin. He glanced at his wristwatch. There was merely three hours in reaching States.
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