Isak : Dreams of a Fallen Flower

Punishment

Isak sobbed into Lucinda's lap as they tended to his wounds. She was running her hand through his hair.

"I am calling your parents," she said firmly. She dialled the number saved Papa.

"Isaa, baby, we will be there tomorrow

"Your highness, this is Lucinda. I am cook here. Please come and get your child," she said and she was sobbing.

"What is going on? Where are my kids? Can you give phone to Isak?" asked Mihaita.

"He is being treated by the medics with belt welts all over his body. Please come," she sobbed.

"Wha- I am there. My baby. Okay, I am coming-

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Arkyn didn't look up from where he sat when the boys rushed in and then up. They didn't come down after that. He doesn't know if hours passed or minutes. He felt frozen in time. He heard the sound of chopper landing in the property. But all his mind could conjure up was Isak. Isak. Isak.

He heard fast footsteps. Then he saw Mihaita and Vilhelm. They were looking at him. Vilhelm sped towards him but Mihaita caught his hand.

"Our child needs us," he said and Vilhelm Aldereon seemed to calm a little and looked at him with a promise of absolute pain. The boys led them up. He saw Vilhelm walk out and Isak was in his arms. He looked so small like this. They turned and left. Isak. Isak. Isak.

Lucinda came and sat next to him. She touched his hand.

"I called them. You don't deserve that kid. But you are still our child and mothers love their children despite anything," said Lucinda.

Arkyn looked at her and nodded.

"I know. Oh God, Do I?" asked Arkyn and his eyes were stormy red as he leaned back and sobbed.

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Isak healed. It was slow. He spent days and nights not letting go of his Papa who laid next to him every night and hugged him in sleep. He spent the days in the warmth of his Baba who held him through bouts of tears. He had the fortune to lay between his parents at the age of 38 and be taken care of like he is 15 and having nightmares.

"Isa, Arkyn filed a petition with the court, accepting his crimes," said Baba.

Papa glared at Baba.

"Do we care? We don't. I want to kill him with my bare hands. If he want to die in system, good. Let him hang and my child shouldn't have to hear his name at every point least of all from you," growled Papa, rather accusingly.

"I would have wanted to know Papa. I am glad I am being told. I want to go to the hearing," said Isak.

"Why?" asked Papa.

"I want him to withdraw," said Isak.

"That manipulative bastard is probably counting on it. No," said Papa.

"Papa won't you go if it was Baba?" asked Isak.

"Your Baba has never laid a finger on me," said Mihaita.

"What if it was him?"

"It is not"

"Just, what if?"

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"I loved him and now I hate him and love him. I hate that I still love him. But I can't see him go. If it helps you to understand my decision- I grew up without both parents till I was 15. I want our child to have us both in whatever capacity," said Isak touching his stomach. His parents looked at him. His Papa pulled him close and Isak broke down into a hundred little pieces in his arms.