{COMPLETED} The Bloody Leader

12. Truth be told

King John's POV

I sit in my studies, face in my palms just thinking, was my Son my only child really gay? He couldn't be, he just needs some time to remorse. I think, it was getting late so I got up and started for my room, soon as I go to the front, the opening the door swung open.

It was Tord ofcourse, his cheeks were slightly rosey, his hair messed up on the top, and he had deep heavy breaths. We lock eyes and his face dulls. “I guess I came back to soon, I'll go back ou-” “Its fine Tord, I was just getting ready for bed you can stay,”.

I give him a slight smile, he didn't return the gesture as I was making my way to my room I stop and look back at my Son “we can talk wedding tomorro-” “I don't want to talk about weddings dad! I don't want to marry Farrah!” “NOW WOULD YOU LET ME FINISH!” I saw him flinch and take a deep breath “You don't have to marry Farrah, but you can marry any of the other princesses, in the nation-” “They're all twelve!” “WOULD YOU LISTEN!”.

He rolled his eyes, I take a deep breath “Tord imma be honest with you, ok?” “samme det,” “You're not gay ok? This is just a stupid teenager phase! You know you like girls you just are being stubborn, so I won't force you to Marry Farrah I'll give you the option to any girl here in the village or any princess from a different kingdom ok?” “You just don't get it do you? I am gay I know I'm because I.. I..” “you?” “Jeg kysset ham… og han kysset meg,” “...I'm not your mother, I don't understand,” “I KNOW YOU DON'T! YOU NEVER WILL!”.

He slammed the door leaving, I sigh and lower my head, controlling my anger is hard so I punched the wall, I made a hole in the wall and my fist was bleeding, I didn't care that it was just before war, I'll be using a Goddamn sword and shield “King? Are you ok?” “No, I just punched the damn wall Patryk what the fuck do you think?” I hear him sigh and tell me he understood what Tord said.

“You do?” “Yes my lord, I do,” I give him a questioning look I was eager to know what he said “Are you sure, my lord-” “Just tell me!” “He said that he kissed him, and that he kissed him back,” I feel my stomach drop, he actually is gay, there's no chance, no opportunity, just mistakes.

I clench my fist and hurry down the stairs open the doors and run to the stables, No Smokey No Tord I get my horse and ride her in the woods, I go to a lake no Tord I go to the border of Orchids no Tord I run back and find a path, I follow that path and find Smokey sleeping near the river I ride up next him and no Tord i look across the way and see a set of footprints worn on the grass, I back up my steed and launch her forward she jumps right at the edge of river and makes the other side we run through the woods and as I near the top I find him. I make my horse halt I jump off her and run up the hill breathing hard “Took you long enough,” “You're such a pussy!” “Words can be violent you know?” “I don't care, faggot!” I watch his head turn slowly round.

“Call me that one more time and I swear” he says through clenched teeth, I go behind him and snatch his hair pulling his head back i lift him up and yell in his face “YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE A PRINCE! YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE A KING!” “What do you not get! We're changing and you can stop a change!” “No we aren't! If we were changing then wouldn't there be more people like you dumbass!?” “There are, if you'd just get your head out your ass you'd probably see!”.

I through his head out my grasp, and push him to the ground, he looks up at me, not a tad but scared or compelled just angered, a full blown fire burning in his eyes, when I saw he was about say something I brought out my sword and held the tip up against his throat and chin, still no fear just rage even when held at the end of a fatal weapon.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” “Wha-” “DO IT! It's already in position just push deeper into my skin and get it over with,”. I remove the sword letting Tords head move back level. “fitte,” he whispers I just look at him and roll my eyes, I whistle for my horse and she comes immediately I jump on her back a look at Tord through the corner of my eye “you may come home when you learn to become a respectable Prince,” “speak for yourself,”

My eyes widen and I look down at him, all he held was a serious expression, I scoffed and told my horse to move,  we jumped the river running back home once we get there, the crisp air was well crisp I went inside and go straight to my room, ignoring Patryk he yelled ‘remember the breathing exercises’ but I couldn't give a damn. He's a mistake but he's also all I have left of Eva, left of Amber and Left of Emilia. Yea he has Eva's Hair and both Amber and Eva's tongue,  but he has Emilia's light dusted freckles that almost blend with his skin tone, a mixture of Amber and Eva's eyes, his hair defined gravity just like Eva's and Amber's, and he has Amber's and Emilia's crooked smile.

I look out my window which faced the moon above the forest, I saw A horse like figure trot in from the forest, I knew it was Tord, I shut my curtains and click my light off and lay in bed overhearing Tord and Patryk.

“velkommen tilbake Tord,” “hei pat,” “så hva heter han?” “Nei pat,” “Ok, du bør være klar for sengen, vi begynner å flytte for krig på slutten av dagen i morgen,” “Rett, god natt Patryk,”. I start to close my eyes as I hear Tord enter his room, I'm kinda curious in what the two where talking about, I brush the thought off and go to sleep, we're moving at the end of the day to fight, tomorrow is going to be ghastly bloody.

Ok, so I hate him, like hate hate- kill hate King John but it is how it is, another thing is that Norwegian is hard to remember, writing wise, Oh well, hope you all enjoyed this new point of view, there will be more but just not right now. I purple you guys and I'll see you in the next chapter. Byyeee 💜💜💜