It was almost 5 in the morning when James came back to his room. He felt right after talking to Dylan but was confused as to why they were the ones getting the dreams. No one else was.
Were King Walter and King Rufus really lovers back then?
The dream which he saw was a bit different. When he saw the portraits, he saw flashbacks of everyone's look-alikes with blood coming out of their hearts and heads. Noah, Logan and David's look-alikes had blood coming out of their heads. Only Clive had blood coming out of his heart.
When James shook his head to dismiss the flashback, his eyes went on King Rufus's portrait and he saw another flashback. This time in the castle's backyard. Someone was standing beside a grave. James automatically stretched his hand out and tapped the man's shoulder. When he turned, James was left bewildered.
He was King Rufus! Dylan's ancestor!
King Rufus's eyes were full of tears and James could feel his pain. It was as if his heart has been torn into pieces, ripped out of his body and then forced him to smile through the pain. King Rufus was saying something but James couldn't comprehend. He was still in shock to see someone like Dylan. He didn't see the name on the grave too.
"I think.....it is enough for today..." James tries to speak through his tears. To people, it may seem as if he was scared. But he was more like sad and desolated. He couldn't get those eyes off of his mind. And ever since the morning, somehow, Dylan's eyes reminded him of it. He had no other choice than to avoid him.
If flashbacks weren't the only problem, James was having strange feelings as soon as he entered the main gate. It was as if a door to his past has been opened. When he saw Dylan looking intently at the path that leads to the backyard, his heart was beating fast. It was beating as if someone dear to him was finally going to meet him.
"If I knew it was going to hurt this much, I wish I had never laid my eyes on him."
A voice rang in James's mind and he kept looking around him. Where did that voice come from?
"Oii! You coming in or no?" He heard Clive shout and took one last look at the backyard of the castle and then at Dylan. He seemed okay.
The flashbacks started to hurt him and he couldn't control. He had to stop for today. He felt guilty for halting their work and dashed into his room as soon as they were back in the house. As childish it may seem, he decided to not sleep for the night, afraid of another nightmare and opened his laptop for some research on dreams about ancestors. That's when Clive came in and suggested he should talk to Dylan.
A sudden knock on his door jolted him from his thoughts and he looked at the clock. It was 7 in the morning.
"Wake up sleepy head! I am coming inside." And the door opens to see Clive all ready for today's work. He could see James's disheveled hair and it didn't take him much time to comprehend that he didn't sleep as well.
"You didn't sleep as well." He says while crossing his arms on his chest.
"Huh? What do you mean?" James says getting off the bed.
"Dylan. He didn't sleep too. You both look like zombies."
"Hmm." James just hums in response. He was too lazy to go for the expedition today.
"Look, James. I know you are sponsoring the whole research but I don't want to waste 'your money' and our time. We only have a month to find solid shreds of evidence and if you keep this up, we won't reach anywhere. Noah just needs an excuse to shut this project down." Clive says getting a bit irritated.
"Sorry, sorry. I'll be ready in five." He rushes to the bathroom to freshen up.
The dining table was as silent as the dead. Dylan also joins them with the same zombie look on his face.
"Did you sleep well, Dylan?" Noah asks handing him a glass of water. Dylan nods his head and eats his cereal silently. Logan looks at both him and James.
"Why do you both look so out of place?" They don't respond back to it.
"Anyways, we would resume our work from yesterday. If anyone has a problem, they can stay here." David says while throwing an angry look towards James. He bows again and says a meek 'sorry'.
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"If I knew it was going to hurt this much, I wish I had never laid my eyes on him."
James looks around him again to find the source of the voice but couldn't find anyone. Dylan taps his shoulder gently, "Hey, you okay? Did you get any sleep?" James shakes his head in a no.
"It's okay. It will get better. I promise." And walks ahead. Why does his voice sound so similar to King Rufus?
They continue searching through the hall and taking pictures. They were still in doubts about their ancestral roots and the research was incomplete. They are still bewildered with the stark similarities of Dylan, Noah, and Clive with the portraits. They compiled research on the antiques found in the hall. It wasn't much and it seems as if the castle had been robbed a few times.
They come back to the house, very satisfied with today. It was fruitful and without any hindrance. When they sat down to discuss today's findings, Noah kept on looking at Dylan with angry eyes.
"What?" Dylan asks in confusion.
Noah ignores the question and turns to everyone,
"King Samuel and King Rufus are our ancestors." He points at himself and Dylan.
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