~Find You~

Chapter 3:~Hard Truths~

Melinda went through one last book of all Gwydion's books in his library before he slammed it on one of the piles of books in the library. "This is hopeless!," she sighed frustratingly. "Melinda, you should rest," Aurelius said, "We'll tell you if we found anything and as you are with child, you need to rest," Melinda nodded and turned to leave the room just when Gwydion entered. "My son!," Samira exclaimed in relief. Melinda hurried over to Gwydion and threw herself into his arms. Samira looked at her son in concern. "Son, what is it?," Aurelius asked in concern, "Did something happened when you were gone?," Gwydion walked over to his Father with hurt in his eyes. "Did you know...," he begun, "Did grandfather ever tell you that great grandfather used to be tortured by his father?," Aurelius was shocked by his son's question. But he remembered that his father had talked to him about it and he knew what his son was asking was true. "I knew, Gwydion," he admitted, "But, we thought it didn't matter to tell you," Gwydion looked at his Father. "I'm tired of you keeping things from me!," he exclaimed, "I'm tired of you lying to me! I have right to know what concerns me," Aurelius sighed deeply and looked at his son. "We just wanted to protect you," he began. "Well, I'm old enough to protect myself," And he stormed out of the room, Melinda following him, and Aurelius and Samira looked at each other and sighed deeply.

Gwydion sat alone in the meadow near the woods of Westrose castle, looking over the citadel and castle. The kingdom was and would never be the same without Christian. "I knew I would find you here," Melinda interrupted softly as she came up beside him. She sat down beside him with Gwydion helping her by taking her hands. "Gwydion, what is it?," she asked, "I know you're upset about your parents, but there's something else. I can see it," Gwydion sighed deeply. "Melinda, I'm seeing Christian's spirit," he admitted, "He says it's because I cannot let him go. But I have let him go, have I not?," Melinda looked at him gently. "Gwydion, maybe it's the prophesy that's holding you back. That he will one day raise again. And why haven't you told me anything about this?," she asked worriedly. Gwydion sighed deeply and looked at his wife. He shook his head gently. "I was afraid," he admitted, "With everything that's been going on. Cedric, our unborn child... You still trying to set into the roll as The Nature Queen. I didn't want to bother you more," Melinda smiled softly and hugged him tightly. "You never bother me," she explained and kissed his forehead. "I love you, Gwydion Darkeast... With all my heart and soul," Gwydion turned towards her and kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you too," he whispered softly, "More than anything," Gwydion then felt a slight pain running through his body. "Gwydion, what is it?," Melinda asked in concern. Gwydion looked at her. "I don't know... Ah!," he fell back on the ground in collapse. "Gwydion!," Melinda exclaimed as she looked down at him, trying to rose him. "Guards!," she yelled loudly, "Help, somebody!," And she felt tears welling up in her eyes.