Inqueda

chapter 6

Ok I'm so sorry for taking so long to update, I've been part busy and part lazy and I guess it's not that motivating when you don't have many people reading. I love writing but it can get discouraging and I on see comments, the people who do read don't tell me what they think. But thank you to a certain someone who claims yo have missed it and pished me to write darmiediva. Thank you. Well I hope you guys enjoy the book.

" I have a feeling you actually fail to mention a lot of things Cerball. " Then something occurred to me " how old is you son?" His smile seized, then he sighed "seventeen next month". I don't know what it is but something wasn't adding up, something doesn't seem right " so you already had him before you left the kingdom, why then is it that in all the stories I've heard about you, my father never mentioned anything about a child?"

He rolled his eyes at this " your father and I didn't disagree on much. On many occasions I deferred to him because he is a very wise man and very just, but that doesn't make him infallible. But he can also be hard headed and very hard to dissuade when he has made up his mind. His single weakness is his love for his family. I understood his decision to send us away but didn't agree with it, but I was given a direct order and would die first before I disobey."

He had that sad look on his face again talking about my father and I could understand his pain. From all indications they were very close and loved each other very much. But what could have caused father to send his closest friend away from the kingdom?

I saw that he was about to enter the house and realised he never did answer my question "Cerball? Why did he send you away?" Without looking at me he quietly said " so that you two could never meet ".

Now I was even more confused than ever " why would he care about whether we meet or not? " 

He didn't give me any response, just turned and began going into the house " come on let me show you to your room and some basic things around the house, my son doesn't come back till tomorrow then I will be leaving for a trip?

I was distracted from my question for  moment " where did your son go anyway? And did you say you're leaving? What you're just going to leave me alone here? What if they find me?"

He stopped, sighed and turned to me " my son went to some football camp with his friends and yes I have to take a trip. I'm not leaving you alone, there will be security and my son will protect you if it gets to that."

I was skeptical at this point " am I supposed to feel safe that I'm going to be protected by a bunch of humans when our kind is after me?" He just smiled " there are a lot more of our kind on this side than you think, you'll be fine. Now come on let me show you to your room so you can freshen up, and I'll send someone to pick you up a couple of clothes."

I followed him inside the house and even from  the ante room, it looked even bigger than it seemed on the outside. I might have grown up in a castle but this is quite impressive.  I looked around at the sitting room that seem to occupy almost all of what I could see of the ground floor, with large windows that causes everywhere to be flooded with light. I guess him being a werewolf who's nature is to run free, he would need the space and the feeling of being in the open which the widows create.

It made me again wonder why my father would meet out this punishment to his closest friend but I knew he wouldn't answer if I asked. He evaded it before and I have a feeling he would evade it again.

He leads me up one of the wide double staircase that leads up. I look around and the house is just that, a house, it lacks the personal touches that make a home. The walls are painted a masculine tone which might seem fitting considering he lives with his son, but arrangements of flowers and lively paintings would soften the harsh tone of the place.

He lead me to the second level and we turned to the right wing, there seemed to be only three doors which I'm guessing is three bedrooms. Two on the left side and one on the right. He opened the first one on the right " this is your room. My son is in the other one down the hall on your side and I'm in the one opposite. "

The room was beautiful and that is saying something considering where I grew up, but I was still worried, I cleared my throat and he turned to me but seemed to still have his mind on other things, so I called his name. When I knew I had his attention I didn't really know exactly how to start considering I knew that it would make me sound inhospitable " Cerball, I really appreciate everything and the room is beautiful but I don't know that I'm quite comfortable with taking the first room, couldn't I have the one at the end of the hall ?"

He didn't particularly seem offended by my request, he even seemed to have a small smile on his face, " actually my son is quite attached to his room so he probably wouldn't forgive me if I gave it out, besides, contrary to what you think, your room is safer for you. You might be the closest to the stairs but No one can make it all the way up the stairs without being detected, but that one's door is closer to the window, much more risky. "

I tried to give him a bland expression " we are on the second floor."

He just laughed " that might hamper a human but not one of my kind. I could jump off that window and land on my feet, and I'm also pretty sure I could climb  it. Did you really believe I would trap myself without having considered emergency escape? The basic instinct of every specie is survival, princess,  and my type listen to ours more than most. You will be perfectly safe here."

He sounded so earnest and reassuring that I couldn't help but believe him. He briefly touched my cheek and said " it will get better, if i can help it then sooner than you think ".

Emotions clogged my throat and all I could do is nod. I had felt so alone in the world since seeing what had become of my family that it felt really nice to have an adult that seem capable of doing it , especially one who was so much a part of my father's life reassure me he would make things better. Even though deep down I knew it isn't going to be that simple, but it still feels nice to hear it and it's nice to feel safe, even if just for a little while.

He touched my head to get my attention and said " why don't you go in, freshen up and get some rest. Call me if you can't figure out the taps, you could wear the bathrobe when you're done or I could get you some of my clothes if you would prefer that. I'll make some calls to have some clothes brought in, I'll ask for different sizes and we can order more in the one that fits. If you're feeling up to it, come down to the ground level and I'll get up something for you, if not you can just go ahead and rest."

The thought of a bath and bed just made me realise just how tired I am and all I could o was nod and mutter an almost inaudible " thank you", but ofcourse he heard.  I keep forgetting that his ears are a lot sharper than mine.

He just smiled and said" get some rest before you fall over. I'll be around here somewhere if you need me."

I nodded again, went in and shut the door.