The Royals: A Kings Heart

Chapter 53

NKOSI'S POV_

My heart was in pain. I couldn't breath properly but I hid it well. It was well into the night. Zwe had brought in a bed for Thembisa's parents. Her mother slept in it but her father refused to sleep. He sat on the same chair staring at his daughter. We've been in this silence for hours now. I stood up and shifted Amahle's body so that she can be comfortable. I checked her pulse. Still beating. Zwe had postponed her surgery for morning. I sat back down and sighed, trying to get air into my lungs.

Xolani: "What's wrong with you?"

Nkosi: "Nothing sir."

Xolani: "You've been hissing for an hour now."

Nkosi: "Probably just this one tormenting me in her dreams." I brushed Amahle's head.

Xolani: "You can feel her dreams?"

Nkosi: "Yes."

Xolani: "That's new." We sat in silence once again. I could feel his stare once again, I obviously can't look back otherwise I'll be tempted to be in his head. "What do you want from my daughter?"

Nkosi: "I'm in love with her."

Xolani: "That sounds familiar, wait, your grandfather said that before he killed his wife."

Nkosi: "I am nothing like my grandfather-"

Xolani: "Oh really? Why are we in a hospital then? Why is my child in a coma and you're sitting there sighing ?"

Nkosi: "I did my best to protect her. I will continue to but because of you we had to restrict the protection I give her-"

Xolani: "How do you expect me to trust you if this can happen? This, has happened before Your Highness. Why must I allow it to happen to me a second time? Is that fair? Is it fair that your family wiped mine out and when I've rebuilt my life, myself, it must happen again. When does it stop? Do you think its fair?"

Nkosi: "No, sir."

Xolani: "So am I being unreasonable when I say I don't want you near my daughter? Am I being difficult?"

Nkosi: "No sir."

Xolani: "Then what must happen for you to fully understand where I'm coming from? It's either you just don't care about what keeps happening to me and my family or you want to continue putting my child in danger all because you love her. So again, I have to sacrifice for you. I have to give you my broken soul I've put together all these years. Because the prince is in love. You're not like your grandfather? Right. You're absolutely correct. You're not like him. You ARE Him." He got up and walked out.

The migraine I had, got worse. I never have headaches and such but today, here I am. Amahle is bothering me in her sleep, I just know it. It's been a while since Thembisa's father walked out. I know he was safe because as of the address, no one was allowed out the hospital. The guards were at all possible exits and Mthunzi was right outside the room so he was watching him. I've never felt more guilty. This man had every right to be hostile. I may not be my grandfather but I sure as hell was moving like him. I wish I could wake up Amahle but I don't know what she was doing her sleep. Perhaps she was healing Thembisa or guiding her awake. I hated waiting. Zwe walked in.

Zwe: "You should get some sleep."

Nkosi: "I'm fine." He checked her vitals.

Zwe: "I know you're fine but I need you better by morning."

Nkosi: "Things are already tense. I don't think I can sleep."

Zwe: "When she wakes up, she can't be seeing your tired red eyes. You look scary."