Anything for our Lord

~ Chapter 11 ~

After we stopped teasing us...more like when Alexander stopped teasing me, I asked him, "What did the Queen want from you yesterday?" He sighed and put one of his hands to his nose bridge and closed his eyes. Then he answered, "Lord Stuart did in fact NOT look if all of them left. So his bursting into my bedroom while we were cuddling was unnecessary. I might have slapped him in front of the Queen." I asked, "How will they find the remaining people from Lady Carriger?" He answered, "I have to find them, and since I will be gone for a while. I have to put you and the others somewhere safe. They might know my weaknesses by now. Especially, my biggest weakness which is you and Adelaide. I have been offered some places I could put you all in. Adelaide will go to her parents. The boys will go to the Queen. The only person that has been causing me some troubles is you. Lord Stuart said that if he takes you in he might kill you. When I asked the Maxwell's, they said that it might cause trouble. I do not know what to do with you, love. I am not taking you with me. It is too dangerous." I muttered, "I could try to contact my parents, but I do not know their current location." Alexander responded, "That is what Lord Stuart also thought about and has located them. We are waiting for an answer from them, but I can not wait that long." Tears were rolling down my face. My feelings were mixed. I was not only scared, worried and sad, but also annoyed, angry and confused. He whipped my tears away and comforted me, "Love. It is only for a short amount of time. When all is done, I will come and get you right away." I hugged him and he hugged me back. We had only not got to know each other really. I only just got to know him more. It was decided that until my parents responded I would be staying with Ewan. The day Alexander left my heart felt so empty as if something was missing. I could not eat, drink or sleep. When the third day had past, it was still the same. I stood up, walked around for a bit and sat with the others while they ate. Then walked around a bit more and laid down in the bed. On the fourth day I heard a knock. I said, "Come in." It was Raymond. He asked, "Are you alright? I have been told that you do not do anything really other than sit, walk, lay and breath." I nodded while holding back tears. Raymond sat down on the bed next to me. Then he comforted, "I know that you miss Lord Ambrose, but he would not want for you to be like this. He would want for you to take care of yourself." I started to cry. Raymond took me into a hug and whispered softly, "Shhhh. It is going to be alright. He is going to return soon." After a while my eyelids became heavy and closed on themself. When I woke up again, Raymond was gone, but someone else was looking after me. I asked, "Since when are you here?" He answered, "Only for a few minutes. Is everything alright? Who hurt you, Seb?" I shook my head and replied, "I miss him." Maximillian responded, "He will return soon." I stood up and hugged him. He comforted me, "Shhh. Everything is going to be alright. Do you want me to sing you the lullaby from when we were younger?" I nodded. When we both sat down on the bed, he started to sing the lullaby our mother sang to us every single night. When our parents were gone, Maximillian sang it to me too. Weirdly enough do old habits not die. In just a few minutes I was calm and just a little later after that I fell asleep. When I woke up again, Maximillian was fast asleep and cuddling with me. Suddenly, Ewan came inside and said, "Oh. Here he is. Oh. Your parents have returned to London since, and I quote Duchess Sinclair, 'both of our little boys are here' end of quote. She is actually waiting for the two of you." Quickly I woke up Maximillian and then we walked together to where our mother was waiting. As soon as she saw us, she came towards us and greeted us, "My babies! It has been so long since I saw the two of you. How have you been, loves?" We hugged her. Maximillian answered first, "Yes, it has been a while. We have seen better day, but we are both alright. Oh. Mother. Your lullaby is still well kept between us." She had a huge smile on her face and responded, "I know, love. Now come. Your father is waiting at our place for your arrivals. As you know is he still banned from Buckingham Palace." I giggled, "Then I now have something in common with him." She asked with a strict tone, "What did you do?" I answered, "I pushed Ewan off some stairs. But to my defence he did walk forcefully past an injured person." She gasped, "Oh no. He did not! How dares he? Who does he think he is? What an ungrateful bastard! He was injured himself once and most were rude towards him but I took care of him. We even took him in after his parents both died. His mother died during childbirth to his brother, who died a few day later. And his father was killed during a war. He was raised as if he was one of us. But enough of that. Let's go, loves." We went into carriage and our mother talked about what they had experienced during the time, we were separated. When we arrived at the place of our parents, our father was waiting outside for us. Their place was a manor on the outskirts of London with a lot of land around. It has always been an important factor for them that they have enough room to take a walk outdoors in their wolf-forms. Our father hugged us as soon as we stepped out. He spoke, "If these aren't my two boys. I hope you have been well. Sadly, we were only told that Sebastian would be staying with us. That is why we have only prepared one of the rooms." Maximillian responded, "It is alright. I have a bed to sleep in tonight anyway. I will come visit you as long as you are here. While we are on that topic, how long will you be staying?" Our mother answered, "We have not decided yet. We were thinking of settling down for a longer time. A much longer time than usual. Maybe we are staying here till we finally rest. Is that not right, love?" Our father answered, "Yes, honey. I have asked the Queen if my ban could be lifted and she has allowed me to come back. She even granted me to have not only a seat here but also in Scotland. There is this place I would love to visit with your mother." I asked, "Is it the place where you two met?" Our mother answered, "You got it. I know it is your father's roots but we have even lived in Italy for a few years. So I can not be mad. Also it would be lovely to return to the place I first saw your father. If I may add, he was wearing his chemise and stockings that day. Quite attractive." Our father responded, "Maria! Darling! You should not tell our boys about something like that. They do not need to know about that." Our mother pinched his cheek, "Nolan. They are old enough to know such things. Their sister, our daughter is 623 years old and even she has had intercourse already." Maximillian and I laughed. Matter of fact she did have intercourse but it was with Ewan. Both of them have not told our parents about that fateful night. Maximillian asked, "How about we take the conversation inside?" Quickly he pushed our parents towards the front door. They could playfully fight for hours. Once we were inside, our mother dragged us around to show us their place. While we were walking down corridors, where servants were working, they all bowed to us. When we arrived at the bedroom that I should be staying in, our mother said, "So my little lord. This will be all yours." I replied immediately, "Mother. I actually stripped myself from the lord title." She hit me on the arm and yelled, "Sebastian Vulkasin Sinclair! It is not possible that you could have thought that this would be a good idea. Young man! You better hope that you still can have it back somehow or else I will rain hell fire upon you." I just silently panicked and thought about how I had somehow forgotten that my mother had a connection to hell. Silently I laughed about my joke before I was hit again. I giggled, "I am sorry, mother. I will check on that later." She asked, "What are you finding so funny about the situation?" I answered, "Oh. That you have a connection to hell." She asked, "Really? did you get your jokes and humour from your father?" Then she left with Maximillian in tow. I started to look around. The room was not only prepared with fresh bedsheets but also will fresh clothes that were specially made for me. They had the family sigle and my initials embroidered on the left side of the shirt. Besides the clothes were there multiple bookshelves filled with books that not only were in chronicle order but also selected based on my interests. Some of them I had already read but I never despised rereading a good book. On one of the walls was a huge painting of me. It was made around the time I was fourteen. I had quite changed since then. Next to the armchair, that was perfectly positioned next to the bookshelves and the window, stood a side table. On it were necklaces and rings placed in a small jewellery box. The room seemed to perfectly match me, but for some reason I did not fell at home. I was grateful for everything, of course, but I did not feel right in the room itself. He was not with me. i would have loved to show him my interests and what kind of things I liked. Suddenly, I noticed a book shelve in the corner of my eye.