As soon as Nelson had gone, Fenryn felt all of his anxious nerves flare up as he found himself all alone with Vaughan. It had been so long since they had been truly alone, without the prying ears of his servants and other nobles. The only other person he had felt comfortable with was Lynnette.He had never told her who he loved, but he was sure she knew. She had always been perspective and supportive of him. Fenryn still felt guilty that she had lost the use of her legs, but admired her for how strong she remained and how she adapted her bow and arrow skills to the new mobility chair the rattus had made for her.It was with thoughts of her in mind that Fenryn felt he could muster up at least some courage to strike up the start of the conversation. Taking in a deep breath, Fenryn said, “so with this, I can get out of the arranged marriage.”Vaughan rubbed the back of his neck. “So it would seem, yes,” he replied, unsure what prompted this conversation from his King. “You are free to ch
The moment the ship sailed into deeper waters, Fenryn kept himself inside to avoid seeing the vast ocean off to the side. While they could still see land on one side, it did little to soothe his nerves. Vaughan had rarely left his side but had done so to get the group something to eat.This left Nelson to King-sit the man. At first, he kept his distance, not wanting to deal with him beyond the need to rescue him should the ship begin sinking. However, that was easier said than done, especially when the King wouldn’t stop trying to make conversation to take his mind off of the fact that they were in deeper waters now.“And that’s how we knew it wasn’t normal, you know?” The King was wrapping up one of his stories. Nelson hadn’t been listening, or at least, had tried to ignore him, but he found himself nodding along and even agreeing with what the King had just said.Nelson then motioned towards the door of the small room they were in and said, “he looks out for you quite a bit. Doesn’t
As soon as the day’s jobs were done, the three made their way to the stables. They each wore more common attire, hoping to blend in with the common folk going to Ameathon City. They had decided that they would go by boat, a fact that Fenryn was not at all pleased with.Ever since learning of his brother’s fate of being lost at sea and assumed drowned, the King had gained a fear of the deep dark waters. He would endure, but he feared Sethis would bring the same fate to him if he ever felt it would strengthen his hold on the throne. If he was willing to kill the previous two to further his power, then there was no reason for Fenryn to assume he was any safer.Of course, Sethis had no legitimate right to the throne, but now that Fenryn was the King and betrothed to Sethis' daughter, that was all that was needed to ensure Sethis might have some influence. Not to mention his daughter being a mage and not yet old enough, he would need to act as her stand-in until
When morning came, Nelson felt so rested that he was sure he had died and gone to Utopia. He had never slept in a bed so comfortable before. Even his bed back at the farm was nowhere near as nice as this, and he had thought that one had been nice. The King’s life was far more luxurious than anything he could have imagined.However, he was under no illusion. It seemed the King had suffered in his own ways. Nelson and many like him had always assumed the royals had nothing to fear and were laughing it up on their high horses. To learn the royals had troubles of their own, including assassinations? This was surprising to him.Perhaps it shouldn’t have been, but no one had known the truth behind the demise of the last two Kings. He wondered what other issues Fenryn had been through in his short time as King. Were there other plots and schemes the nobles held behind his back?Just as he was mulling over the life Fenryn had, a knock on the door disturbed h
The more Fenryn read the diary, the angrier his expression turned. There was grief in his eyes, beyond that anger, and Nelson was unsure if he should question the King or sit quietly until he was told what the information said. He was curious, but he knew he couldn’t seem too keen to understand the information the King may not wish to share. Doing so might make the King doubt the validity of the diary. He had no reason to forge such a thing, but he knew better than anyone that trusting him was not something that should come easy. Luckily, the ex-bandit didn’t have to wait long. Fenryn slammed his hands down on the table angrily and uttered, “damned bastard! After everything that our family has done for him! After we gave him the title of nobility and even arranged the marriage, his daughter and myself are now stuck in!” Nelson wasn’t sure if he should be in the room with the King during this moment, but he was curious what Sethis had done to deserve this kind of response. Part of hi
After what felt like forever, Nelson finally saw the return of the knight. Following closely behind him was the Knight Captain. Vaughan Cadfael. He did not look impressed in the slightest, but he greeted the group with the seriousness he always held.Vaughan’s eyes quickly drifted to Ket. He was equal parts impressed by her and fearful. He wasn’t sure if she would be an issue but figured if she had made it here without issue or trouble, then she was not a mindless monster. Or perhaps Nelson had tamed her? Whatever the reason, he had no problem with her, so long as she gave him no reason to have one.“Noble Whitefield,” he greeted Nelson stoically. “You want an audience with the King?” He questioned. When Nelson nodded his reply, Vaughan tapped his fingers on the hilt of his sword. “You’re out of visiting hours,” he then continued, pausing long enough to annoy Nelson. “However, given the reason he summoned you
I hate to do this to my readers, but I am going on a short hiatus. If I write at all, I may not post it just so I end up with a backlog. I have lost all of my motivation lately, and can't bring the words out no matter how hard I try. TT-TT I am deeply sorry for any inconvenience and I promise I'll continue the story as soon as I can! I hope things will go back to normal for me soon, but I need to take a break, I hope you understand and thank you for your patience. All my thanks, Yukiro! PS: There will be one more chapter this week since it was already scheduled 2 weeks ago. After that, I can't say when I will update again until I find my passion.
The group stood before Yukiro, ready for her to allow them to go home. Nelson wondered how she would help them get home, as she had explained nothing to him. What she had said was that it would be quick.“Now, before I get you on your way,” Yukiro said to them as she turned her focus squarely on Inleet. “Did you wish for me to return your brother’s body to you?”“I’d rather he be alive,” Inleet said, her tone cold. She knew her brother was gone for good, as Yukiro seldom brought someone back from the dead. Even if he had done something heroic by helping save Nelson, life and death were not something to be treated casually.Yukiro offered a look of sorrow. “Unfortunately, even if I did that, his body is far too mangled. Even I can’t fix everything,” she replied. “We Gods may be immortal and powerful, but we have limits.”Inleet scoffed but did not argue. She offered a small nod o