Scarletie

Chapter 36

Problem Solved- Chapter 36

~ Chad's P.O.V ~

After Scarletie had blacked out, Father called maids in to come and take her away to her bedroom. She was still faint, so a large guard came in and carried her out. When I saw his arms wrapped around her, carrying her in a bridal carry, it had sparked some jealousy in me, but I knew thats I had to control my self and worry about if Scarletie's plan might even work.

When I began to explain what happened my father sat in his bed quietly without making a sound. I told him of how Scarletie had healed him and how she wishes to show him that she isnt bad. I kept on talking to him and explaining the way I feel towards Scarletie. When I had finished he had nothing to say, he still say in his bed consuming the information. I start to explain to him again, but then he rose up a firm hand to silence me.

He sighs loudly and turns to face me, "Do you expect me to believe this? To fall under the spell of a witch!" He says bitterly.

Anger grows within me at my Father comment. I feel myself steam from frustration, "Yes Father! You must believe this. Scarletie has risked her life for you. Have you not seen how weak she looked? Just because you believe all witches are evil that doesn't make her as bad as the others."

My father swings his legs over to the side if the bed and leans his elbows onto his knees. He looks up at me as I stand before him irritated. He points towards a leather besides his bed. I sit down facing him and glare at my father. He looks at me telling me to continue with his eyes.

"Father." I say in a softer but grim tone, "They are not as bad as we think they are. Scarletie has proved that to us and I have witnessed it all. If you think Scarletie is harm to anyone.. she surely isnt, and I have these feeling towards her that... that I cant control."

I never spoke to my father like this before, but I want him to know what I feel and how serious I am about her.

"It hard to explain. But the more I love her... the more it hurts and the more pain I get from loving her.. it makes me want even more... making me want to be with her. Only her."

I stare at the marbled floor tracing figures with my eyes not wanting to meet contact with my Father's enraged eyes. I don't want to see his reaction, I know its going to be very unpleasant.

But this is exactly how I have been feeling and I can't believe I had enough courage to confront this to anyone. Especially to my father.

Love has made me stronger than before, when I lived without it.

"Chad. Look at me." His tone wasn't as revolting as I expected it to be.

I finally give in and raise my eyes to meet his. His reaction was the opposite of what I thought it would have been. There was a special sympathy I felt we had just shared and a bit of sorrow in his eyes.

I think he had a past that must relate to mine.. It seems like my Father does understand how I feel.

"There's a problem." He starts, "King Sair and Queen Lucy would not agree to this? The wedding is tomorrow evening."

I haven't been thinking clearly, I have forgot all about them.

"Father, I could try convincing Princess Evelyn, and you are King. A King can do what ever he desires. You can cancel the wedding."

"I am not sure if she would but if she does, then I do allow you and Scarletie to be together She did save my life."

I grin. I must be dreaming! He returns a small smile that he used to give me as a kid.