Dear Our King \\ Skephalo Fanfic

Concern rises // Chapter 9

(SORRY THIS CHAPTER CAME OUT SO LATE! The motivation just left my body mid-way right it)

I woke up earlier than any other day, which was strange cause I don't think I stood at that party for a long time. I went downstairs to go back myself come cabbage and oats until I was spotted by a worker or 2 who offered to do it for me. The Sky was full of very bright clouds and the tops of wet trees. I finished my food faster than usual. It felt like today was gonna be different than the actual 'usual'.

I walked through the halls which the clanking of my brown boots against the stone tiles. Walking down the halls as the Sky starts to brighten up, I get interrupted by a servant telling me there is somebody at the door wanting to see me.

At the door? At this type of morning?

I walked quickly down the stairs to the main entrance. The doors opened revealing the little boy at the party, Tommy. He runs over to me to give me a hug.

B: "Tommy? What are you doing here? Where's Wilbur?"
T: "I wanted to come visit! Wilbur is still asleep, so is techno, but Phil let me go!"
B: "Who's Phill? Is be another one of your brothers?"
Tommy laughs thinking I'm joking Until he saw my confused look smiling back at him
T: "Oh! Uh, he's the guy that carried your friend to the carriage. You know? The one that kinda looks like me but old!"
I start to laugh at this little man's humor.
B: "Come on in, it's really early so, I'm not sure father will like another outsider coming in."
T: "Another?"
B: "Skeppy isn't from here, his family just needed a place to work. Father let them stay in the castle, giving them rooms like all the other workers since they're house was pretty far from here."

I keep walking as Tommy stops by Mother and Father's thrown. I back up to where he is and just stare. He runs over to the thrown and sits in it, the thrown hasn't been occupied for almost a year. Tommy looks so happy sitting on the chair, reminded me of when father use to sit me on the chair back at the time where I was to small to even get on it.

I sat in mother's thrown and got a wave of guilt, sorrow, fear, anger, all at once. I immediately get up.

B: "Come on.. I got more to show you.."

Tommy gets up from the thrown and is hesitant to walk anywhere else when he saw my reaction to the thrown. After I show him the important rooms, we went to my room so Tommy could just look around and play with whatever is in there. Tommy starts telling more stories and started to get more loud, I just sat on the windowsill as Tommy sat at the corner of the bed. The door opened to reveal tired Skeppy who just looked to have been woken up.

The feeling..

I didn't pay much attention to it, but I couldn't bring myself to talk, I just looked at him and he looked back. Tommy interrupted the seconds long stare and started to introduce himself. Skeppy recognize him but didn't know why he was here, so he looked at me with a confused smile and I just looked back with a shrug.

Skeppy and Tommy raced down the hall, waking father up but father didn't seemed to mind. Just said good morning and went for breakfast, which they all joined in after. I didn't eat since I already ate so, I just sat in-between to Skeppy and Tommy.

We didn't know what else to do. I just stood next to the window whilst listening to Tommy with his interesting never-ending tales, I could tell Skeppy wasn't annoyed by the child, but he for sure wasn't listening and For a Child who only lived 16% of they're life, They sure have a lot to say.

Sooner or later, Tommy got bored and wanted to go outside. It was quite dark, not that dark to the point where I couldn't see anything but where I couldn't really see His face properly, he looked pale. Skeppy just looked at me as Tommy jumped up in excitement when he brought up the subject.

S: "Sure, but we gotta get an answer from King jr. Over here, and then his father."

Tommy immediately looked up at me when skeppy finished his sentence. Though I wasn't in the mood, the Child looked happy and I didn't wanna ruin his mood, so, I agreed. Tommy and Skeppy asked Father about it and Fathed hesitated on his answer when he said Yes.

Tommy and skeppy ran outside immediately tagging each other not even a minute out there, I slowly trailed behind, taking off my cloak so it doesn't get ruined from the Mud and Puddles. It was cloudy but getting brighter, and as it slowly got brighter, I could see the child more and more clearly. A feeling of Concern has stricken my heart as I see Tommy, covered in pink scars and a couple of lightened purple bruises on his arms and legs.

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