Sotus: For One Last Time

Conference Pt3: The Royal's resolve

In the Highnesses resting room...

As soon as Anurak Rojnapat, the King of Thailand, and his wife enter their private room for a break, he starts shaking. Badly shaking; his whole body trembles violently. Everything he's worked so hard for, everything he's working so hard for right now, it's all in danger...........

Noticing her husband, Lara stops Noh and Leo from entering the room, the situation being too delicate right now. Not saying anything else, the seasoned guardians simply stop at the entrance and turn their backs to the sound of the door soundly closing behind them.

Approaching her husband whose back is slightly bowed with his two hands clasped behind his head in frustration and despair, she only sighs and rubs his back, waiting for him to break the silence.

Slowly turning to look at her, he opens his mouth a few times, trying to get the words out, anything out, but nothing comes out. Having seen her husband only a few times like this, her hardened heart aches as she waits patiently.

"It-..., it can't be a coincidence, Lara" he whispers almost desperately, to which she slowly nods as she watches the wheels turn behind his eyes at the implications of everything that happened today, from his phone call this morning to KongPob Suthiluck showing up coincidently with Fatou.

"Meeting him in Austria those years ago, and then him showing up with Fatou today, his parents.....the timing of everything.... it's definitely not a coincidence, Anurak" she confirms point blank, giving it to him straight like she's always done since before they were married despite seeing the despair and complete heartbreak on his face.

"From now on, we have to operate on the basis that he knows about-...about what we did-...about what happened 15 years ago. We knew that they knew, and we knew that this day will come, Anurak" she continues, after swallowing hard, "Right now, we need to worry about Arthit. If KongPob is a part of what we think he is, at his young age, he couldn't have been with them for long... And with his relationship with Arthit....... Anurak, our nephew, no, OUR son may be in danger and KongPob himself may not know what he got himself into, I would KNOW. That organization is the definition of manipulation and being convincing."

Closing his eyes in a long exhale, he grips tightly to his wife's hand. "They knew each other since they were kids, Lara. I'm sure what he feels or at least, what he felt for Arthit was real. It has to be...otherwise, Arthit...I don't think he'll survive what's about to come."

With her heart breaking in pieces, the queen simply kept her opinions to herself, at this moment, besides the man beside her, she trusted no one with the world, and she especially trusted no one with her son, Arthit. Yes, although she didn't give birth to him, although she may have been responsible for his greatest pain, he's still her son in all that matters.

"Arthit, he-, he will never forgive us, will he? He will never forgive us for we did" the King quietly whispers, falling to his knees on the floor, tears silently strolling down his face.

"That's the price we'll have to pay for the choices we made back then, Anurak. We hoped that this would never come to light, but we knew that this was the most likely occurrence." She whispers quietly and brokenly, of the heartbreaking and cruel decisions they had to make 15 years ago to today.

"To Arthit, we will try our best to pay for what we've done but that's only if we all make it through whatever ZAD is planning and is currently doing in the Arctic sea. You need to be strong Anurak. The world needs you, Thailand needs you, I need you, and our son needs you"

After wiping his tears and standing on shaky legs. He takes a deep, calming breath, relaxing his body and releasing any signs of distress from his core. Standing strong, the royal couple holds hands and walk towards the dining reception where they will gauge the intentions of the man involved with their son. And if he shows any signs of aggressive intentions, GOD help him, as whether he's the richest man on earth or not, he's going down by Lara's hand personally, not through a gun as that's too easy, and not through a bomb as that's too messy. But personally and slowly, bit by bit.

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