ʜᴇʀꜱ | 𝔼𝕞𝕞𝕒 𝕎𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕠𝕟

XVI

I just realized I misspelled Fadumas name. I'll be fixing stuff as I go. My bad yall.

The plane ride to Moorbourough was long and exhausting. Emma read or slept while you stared out the window. Her hand never leaving yours. You were much more relaxed, as both of you had to change clothes - again, both wearing suits. Tyrell had gotten word your family was safe, right now there were on a "vacation" to Florida along with Emma's family.

Tyrell stated that they would be safe there as they had a base near Kissimmee. Your mom sent a photo of your cats, both sleeping on a soft downy bed with a few cat toys and treats. You were pretty sure Beans was given catnip as his tongue was out.

It made you smile seeing your cats handle any situation that intense with such calm and pride. Emma rested her head on your shoulder, worried about the way they would confront them.

"My Queens." Tyrell and Fudama sat next to you, it was a private jet with more room than your own apartment could ever fill.

Jason was checking some equipment as he was chatting with a guy. You were wondering how many people in your new royal life were a part of this secret organization.

"Alright, so our insider in the press has the story as a technical malfunction in the kitchen which started the flames, no one in the hotel has died - everyone got out, the hotel is great with any disaster like that," Tyrell said, showing you his phone with various articles talking about the fire, then a few were asking about you and Emma.

"Our Insider in the Council has said that they believe both of you to be safe, they know you are coming - not the takedown," Fudama added.

"Wait, so we're going to take down the Council, like take them out takedown?!" You panic.

"Yes, we can't give them time to continue on with their plan. You both will go to Moorbourough, greet the Council act as if nothing happened and you don't know what's going on with them, they will want to speak with the both of you - let them because they won't try anything on your turf. Remember you are the rulers of this country, you both are in charge." She handed you a schedule.

"After you meet with them this will give us enough time to meet with our Insider and see if they have any information on them, what they are planning - if we can prove they want to end your life we have evidence." She handed you both a list of photos and names of the Council, their ages and what they did for the country, seeing them made you sick.

"What about the Masons on camera?" Emma asked and Fudama frowned.

"As much as we had hoped we could use that against them, our Insider says that if the press got word and the whole thing went public they would pin it on him. But currently, we may have a saving grace." Fudama said, not saying what this "saving grace" was.

The plane neared land as it descended you both looked out the window seeing the paradise that Moorbourough Territories was. Lovely beaches, clear skies, the buildings old and immaculate, the preservation of a mixed culture ran rampant through the cities and houses. You wanted to film there with your crew so badly.

You turned your head to the side seeing Emma's face close to yours, she looked at your lips but neither of you would make the first move.

"Sunshine and clear skies mother fuckers - welcome to pride land." Jason laughed, as he pushed himself up against you, knocking you and Emma together which caused you both to kiss.

"Opps, I'm sorry I just wanted to see the land of sunshine and parties." He looked at you mischievously, knowing that he did it on purpose.

You and Emma smiled, feeling relieved to have some humor on this insane trip.
Emma had wondered what kind of land her kingdom would be but stepping outside the warm sun welcomed her gently. The breeze was cool filled with the scent of citrus and coffee. She could hear laughter and music coming from the hills, various languages spoken and children screaming in happiness. Moorbourough seemed liked a peaceful place.
You held on to your wife as you both were escorted to a car. The driver was a woman decorated in gold and the Moorbourough military uniform.
"My Queens." She said in English, "I am Commander Latora DeMonde." She bowed.
"Hello Commander." Emma said and you smiled at her greeting her as well.
"I'm happy to have seen the return of our royalty to our beautiful country." She wiped a few tears from her eyes.
You both got in the car, the windows tinted as to not draw attention just yet. The drive through the city was even more wonderful than seeing pictures.
Even though the country was beautiful, You could tell people were struggling to survive. Repairs needed to be done to the old buildings, most people were trying to keep their businesses open but failing, people were suffering.
"After the death of our last Queen the Council became greedy and took more. No one could fight them back." She explained as you saw a family sitting outside, dirty and upset.
"How do we fix this?" You asked and Latora smiled.
"Take control once more and help your people. I will personally stand by you. What is the saying the Americans have? Uh - eat the rich? Yes the council is just that."
You laughed and Emma coughed in shock, "but what about us?" You joke and The commander laughed proudly.
"You will help us, I can tell when our rulers are good. My family has a long standing history with the royals. We have always been generals and seers. We call it the sight. I know when I see a good change. And I know when I see love." She looked at you both from the rear view mirror making you blush and Emma smile.
The drive ended when the three of you stopped in front the palace, it was gorgeous tall and carved gold, wood and marble. Statues of the people stood to guard in a powerful pose. The gardens were carefully crafted and the peacocks that ran wild were lazing in the sun. Tyrell and Faduma were following behind with several other cars. The gates were closed as a small crowd began to gather at the gates. You both stepped out with Tyrell, Latora, and Faduma by your sides. You turned seeing the people of well now your country stare and cheer. You tugged stay Emma as you both walked toward the gates, people holding out flowers and gifts for you both. Tyrell only shrugged and followed happily.
"Our Queens!" Someone called.
You both stopped in front of the gates seeing the crowd become larger. Emma holding your hand the whole time as you both greeted people.
"Thank the gods you have returned to us." And elderly woman said.
"Please change the ruling of the council." Another added.
You and Emma both looked at each other.
"We will do our best." Emma smiled as you took a few flowers from some of the people.
"Thank you my Queens."
Tyrell coughed, "it's time to meet the Council. Don't worry good people, there will be an official ceremony soon." He said in fluent Moorbourough.
As you all went into the palace you more nervous than ever. Latora and Faduma led you both to the meeting room we're the Council was. The doors opened and Emma held your hand tighter.