Love At First Kingdom

Chapter Eleven.

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Once again thank you so much to veryone, who votes,or comments,or just reads. It helps insper and kotivate me to write and keep planning ahead.

I still don't understand how you guys can understand my writing half the time because its either writen when Im half awake or half asleep,which is my mood all day.

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-ken)

"Alex move!" Laf snarls at me as he shoves me out of the way, a sword lands where I was just standing and John snarls in frustration.  I snarl back and hold up my own reclaimed sword. Laf moves out of the way between us and I launch myself at him like a rabid dog.

We roll around on the ground for a few minutes, taking slashes at eachother and snapping our teeth at whatevee we can reach. I slam his head on the ground and he's out cold.  I pant and look up at Laf.

"You've learned alot. " He muses softly.  I smile and pull my hair back into its ponytail.

"Thomas is a good teacher." I wink and Laf makes a gagging motion.

"I don't even want to think about what you two do when you train." He scrunches his nose up and shakes his head. His feet move slowly and I look around the corner, he moves around me quickly and looks around nervously.

"Thomas is a smooth motherfucker." I shrug and he rolls his with a smirk.

"I thought he was fucking you." He chuckles and I seriously debate throwing him off a cliff.

"You're not wrong ." I tilt my head at him and he throws his knife,pinning Maria's shoulder to the wall. She screams and head tosses back in a howl of pain.

"The witch." He growls and he grabs a canister, he starts filling it with water muttering gibberish under his breath. Maria lunges and snarla at us, her eyes are an icey blue. That's not Maria.

"She's a shape shifter. "I mutter and laf nods. " Where's the real Maria? I just saw her a few hours ago."

"Who knows." He shrugs and studies her for a few minutes with a sneer in her lip. "Did you know Thomas' mother was a witch?"

"I do." I nod." But I don't think about it because it doesn't define him. Hes my Thomas. I love him for that."

"Jesus Christ no wonder you have two kings after your heart." Laf mutters and slowly pours the water over her head. Her screams ring out in the air like warning bells and I freeze.

"Where's Burr and King?" I look over my shoulder and Laf forgets about the witch,who is now a smouldering pile on the floor.

"That's.... a pretty good question." His shoulders sink and our eyes meet. We share the same the thought.

The castle.

"We have to move." I start running back to the castle with Laf on my heels.

"Alex, this isn't a smart  choice.  We're running into a loaded situation with no back up and ony a sword and kinfe. We have to keep our wits about us." He protests.

"Laf, Thomas is in there, Philip's in there." I glance at him over my shoulder." Hercules is in there." Any protest he was going to say quickly dies in his throat and anger washes over his features.

"Faster. " He snaps and passes me easily as I push myself faster. "He's going to slaughter them like sheep." Panic is slowly building in his voice. We start decending the stairs tjat lead into the official throne room.

"What are we going to do?" I gulp as I put a hand on the doors into the room. Its dead silent.

"What we can to protect our loved ones and the kingdom. " His voice is dru and eyes bubbling like lava with anger.

"Fair enough. " I slam the doors open and freeze. Thomas is sitting in his throne, back straight as an arrow and eyes cold,yet filled with fear.

Philip? Where's Philip? His eyes awenser my question as his eyes dart to the side where everyone's lined up.  Philip is sleeping against Burr's chest, hes not smiling and looks seconds from crying, but he's sleeping.

"Laf...." Herc gasps and his eyes widen.  He rushes forwars and tackles his friend over and they hug eachother for dear life and I look at Thomas.  He wants to run too. To gather Philip and I in his arms and tell us it's going to be okay. Yet he seems glued to his chair. The amulet.  God Im a fucking idiot.  He's sitting like he's stuck to  the chair because he is stuck to the chair.

Bastereds.

"You let him go right now. " I start angerily twoards Aaron, my jands curled in glowing fists and cheeks flushed from the heat in my blood. Aaron cocks an eyebrow and turns to show the kinfe he has laid perfectly firm against the base of Philips skull.  One wrong move and..... I stop dead in my tracks.

"Oh Alex, what now?" King takes the seat next to Thomas  and studies him like he's a painting.  A thing. " You're weaponless and backed into a corner. What will you ever do?" He purrs out and I glance at Thomas.

"Let my family go." My voice sounds raw and tired to my own ears.

"Why?" He chuckles and the ice grey eyes scan me." Where's the fun in just,letting them go ?hmm?" He grins like hes the brightest fucking man on earth.

" I'll do anything. "My  voice cracks, I feel everyones eyes on me and I can hear the soft gasps." Please."

"Anything?" His smile grows like the cat who ate the cannery.

"Anything. " I confirm.

"Beg." He instructs. Thomas' eyes widen and he shakes his head slowly. I glance at Aaron and Philip shifts in his sleep. I slowly sink to my knees and lay my hands out infront of me. The hall goes silent.

"Please, please don't hurt my family." I sound like how Philip looks. " I'll do anything,just dont hurt them.  I love them to much for them to be hurt on my behalf. I vaule their lives over mine any day.  I told them as long as Im around they're safe. Don't hurt them. Im begging you. I'll do anything, anything, to keep you or anyone from hurting them."

The words ring and echo in the hall like someone had just announced a death sentence.  No one moves or makes a sound, the candles flicker dimmer and the colors fade slightly from the room.

"End the war. Give in. And we'll keep your family, and kingdom safe. " Kings voice breaks the silence and I stare at the red rug beneath my knees." The Fae, excluding anyone who have fought with Aaron through this time, will serve the humans. The Fae will repay their debt to us. Is that clear, Alexander?"

"Yes, sire." I whisper and glance at Thomas. Tears run down his cheeks and he shakes his head slowly.

"Do we have an agreement?" His voice snaps and my eyes dart to him.

"I surrender." I whisper.

Though they seem to crack through the sky like thunder before  a bad storm.