Brown Eyes

Chapter 25

(Eliza's P.O.V.)

I sniffed and poured myself some hot cocoa with whipped cream. I was starting to get over a bad cold mixed with a stomach virus. It might've been the flu, but usually when I get the flu it's not that bad.

My phone started to ring. "HENRY" appeared across the little blue tinted screen and a selfie of us I took flashed above it as my phone slowly moved across the counter. I picked it up, cleared my throat and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Jeez, you sound awful!" Henry said.

"Jee, thanks," I said. "Is that all you wanted to say?"

"No," he said. "While you were sick, remember how I found Prince Charming in a coma at the hospital?"

"All you told me was you found Emma's dad, you didn't really tell me anything else," I told him sitting down on my little bar stool.

"Oh, yeah well Emma's dad is Prince Charming," he said. "And he sorta woke up and got lost in the woods."

"What?!" I sat up, spilling a little of my hot cocoa onto my leg. I cringed and shouted at the hot liquid and dropped my phone on the ground. I heard Henry asking, "Hello? Eliza? Are you okay?"

I wiped off my leg on the sleeve of my robe then picked up my phone and said, "I'm fine."

"Good, and so is Charming. Mary Margret found him unconscious in a river and woke him up with true love's kiss."

"She kissed a stranger?" I asked.

"Well, technically it was mouth to mouth but you know," he said.

"Alright, well, how is he?" I asked.

"Married," he replied.

"Huh?" I asked.

"When we brought him back to the hospital his wife showed up," he said. "Her name is Kathryn. You have the book, see if you can find anything on her."

I went and sat on the couch, put my mug on the coffee table then picked up the book off the spot next to my mug. I put Henry on speaker and put the phone next to the mug as I flipped through the book.

"Anything?" Henry asked.

"No, not yet," I said. "Do you know her maiden name? That might have something to do with it."

"No," he said. "No, wait! I might. It was like, Goldman or Goldmite. Something 'Gold' but not just gold like 'Mr. Gold.' They're not related I can tell."

"Do you think it might be Midas?" I said as I looked at a picture I stopped on. A woman with golden blonde hair and a light blue dress stood with a king dressed in all gold and gold metal gloves. He had to be king Midas. And he was introducing the girl to another king and a Prince.

"What does that have to do with gold?" he asked.

"Have you ever heard the tale of King Midas?" I asked. "The man who's touch turned everything to gold?"

"Yeah," he said.

"I think she's his daughter," I said. "I found a picture of a woman with blonde hair, pale skin, really thin, sound familiar?"

"That sounds like her," he said. "Is she with Charming? He has short blondish hair."

"Yup, that's him. And two kings," I said. "One of them is definitely Midas."

"Alright that's her. Midas's daughter," he said. "Anything about their relationship together?"

I read a bit of the page. "It says they were engaged to be married." Then I flipped the page and saw a picture of a carriage stopped by a fallen log and a thief hiding in a tree nearby.