Coming For The Crown

Ten

Mia and Ash went back to their duties after a few minutes, I decide to head to Amara's room, like I had ordinally planned. I get there to see the door open, I look in to see Elliot looking at a little girl who blonde hair that has a tint of brown to it, her skin was pale but not like she was dead pale, just pale. I look at the little girl's lips, they are just like the size and everything just a little smaller.

I look at Elliot's face good and hard. He had a tear line from his tears, his eyes were open as more tears threated to come out of the dark. "Oh, my graceful little bird. I will talk to your hero, Princess Eleanor, to ask her to keep you safe away from your grandparents. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that." His voice crakes at the end, he looks down. I know what he is thinking, he thinks that it's his fault. I know it all too well.

I stare at the broken father, who is just wishing that his daughter to get better. The father is someone I thought I would never see cry, someone I thought was cold as ice in his heart, someone who I never thought would be broken. The father is so dark down that no one can save him, expect his little girl. That little is in front of him fighting for her life, because of him.

I knock, making him look up at me. He sniffs, before wiping his tears away. "Come in." He looks in my eyes. I get the chair form the hall and pull in beside him. I look at the little girl on the bed. "She really is beautiful. I bet her mother was more beautiful than me." I try to make a small joke, so he would laugh. He looks at me, looks me up and down then shakes his head. "She was beautiful, but she wasn't beautiful on outside. The person I want has to be beautiful inside and out." He smiles like he can see the girl he is talking about. He looks at me, I could see the trust he has in me. I don't know why, but the trust in his eyes makes me want to tell him something only Mia and Ash know.

I look at the little girl, I bet she is just like her father. I look back at the father, in the questioning. "When me and Harvey first got to together. I was 16, but we had been seeing each other since I was 13. Harvey is on one year older than me, so he was 17 and 14. When we got together, he looked at me and told that he had been with a woman already. He asked me If I was ever going to have intercourse with him without marriage." I pause think about all this. This felt so long ago, but at the same time so close. I look at the father, Elliot.

I take a deep breath before I say the rest. "At first I thought that he would leave me, if I didn't have intercourse with him. I almost did, almost. That was until Mia and Ash stopped me and told me I didn't have to. I never told him, that I almost had intercourse with him, because I know he would ask why I didn't You are the first person to know, expect my best friends, Mia and Ash. " I finish, I looked down halfway through. I felt eyes on my face, I knew they were Elliot's. I look at him to see him mad, sad, worried, and happy. Huh?

He looks at me then smiles; a goofy smile that makes me want to kiss him. A smile I never saw on Harvey's face, even again there is a lot that Elliot does that Harvey doesn't. such as this morning, if would have been Harvey he would be joking about how I would have looked like I had just had intercourse. Elliot didn't joke about it, he said it was wrong.

He takes a deep breath and this time only emotion shows, worry. He looks dead in my eyes, I felt like he was reading them. "I am sorry you had to go through that. No one should be put through that. I know coming from me, that doesn't make sense. But I do know not to ask that or say that until they wish knowing that information." He says with an upset face, manly worry and sadness. It felt... nice knowing he wouldn't do that and that he cares about me.

I look at this daughter, I wonder did she ask him or did he tell her. "I waited until she asked if I had been with someone before. I would never start a conversion like that, well not until my little graceful bird." He chuckles at the end; I turn my head to look at him, he is smiling while looking at his little girl. He looks back at me, "If you will excuse me, my angry is going to show." He pauses and looks down. "I know you love him, but now I will always a war with him. No person shall say something like that in the being of a god damn relationship. If it is asked that is okay, if not then should not say that. " Midway of his speech he stood up and started to pace in the room. I just sat there and watch him.

He takes his hands through his hair; I wonder what his hair feels like. He looks dead at me; eyes meet eyes, honey brown on ocean blue. He steps forward to me, there tension in the room. I keep my eyes with his. He reaches me, then takes my hand, "How could he say that to you, and you still keep him?" His eyes are filled with sorrow, I can't stop the feeling of guilt began to build in my stomach.

He looks away and I look at the ground, "You should get some sleep. You have training and royalty duties tomorrow." He sits back down next to his daughter; he is right but I'm not leaving. I have a feeling he will need somebody tonight. "I think I will stay." I lay my head on his shoulder he looks at me and does a cheeky smile.

For the rest of the night, we talked about how life and what Amara was like when she a toddler. We talked until our mouths were hurt to move. I can't wait for this little girl, in front of me, to wake up. I have a feeling me and her will be best friends. I also have a feeling that by the end of the two months me and her father will be very close. I can only hope for that.