Star Crossed

Chapter 8

Hal-An had been waiting in the corridor. He knew Mon-El was in the room of requirements with Lady Kara, something the Queen wouldn't approve of. Or even Jor-El. But Hal-An was here to deliver a message to Kara.

Zor-El had sent a word through him that a Kryptonian ship was going to land soon and Kara was asked to join her family to welcome the new guests.

When he saw her walking down the corridor, carrying something in her hand, he gave her a short bow.

Kara looked up at him in surprise. "Lady Kara, your father has called for you. Kryptonian emissary are arriving and your father would like for you to be there to greet them."

"Did he say who it was?" Kara asked as she made her way back to the great hall.

"No, Lady Kara. I was not informed of that."

"Could it be someone else from your family?" a third voice made Kara stop. She turned around to see it was Mon-El.

"All the Els are present here, Your Highness," Kara replied. She turned away and rolled her eyes. Why does he suddenly care?

"Well, we will find out very soon." Mon-El's mouth was set in a grim line. Annoyed, he led the way towards the airfield outside the castle.

Jor-El and Lady Lara were waiting there already, with young Kal-El jumping next to them in excitement as he pointed at the spaceship that was slowly approaching them.

When it finally landed, only two people got out. A young man around Kara's age and an older woman, both wearing the noble robes of Krypton, made their way towards their fellow Kryptonians. As they stood greeting Jor-El and Lara, the young man turned to face Kara, who was grinning at him before she ran towards him and jumped in his arms.

Mon-El's fist tightened as he glared at the gesture by the young Kryptonian. So Kara knew this man; and by the looks of it, she knew him all too well.

"Barry! You're here!" Kara cheered as she hugged her friend tightly.

Jor-El stood observing all this. A small smile played on his lips as he noticed the displeased look the Prince had on his face. "Your Highness," he called out to get Mon-El's attention. "Would you allow me to present Lara's sister, Lady Nora Lor-Van from the noble house of Van and her son, Bar-Van."

Mon-El put on a fake smile as he went to greet Lady Nora. Bar-Van stood still next to Kara, who had wrapped her arm around his waist. This was his best friend. They had known each other since they were little kids. But the way the Prince glared at him made Barry uneasy.

Barry gave him a small bow and said, "Your Highness, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Mon-El gave him a tight smile and nodded. In a low, inaudible voice, he said, "Wish I could say the same."

Despite how low his voice was, Bar-Van and Kara still managed to hear that. Hal-An as well, who simply shook his head.

"Barry, come on! Let me show you around the castle!" Kara said as she grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards the castle.

"Kara, dear, let Bar rest a little," Jor-El called, patting the young man's shoulder. "You have all the time in the world to show him around." Jor-El looked up at the Prince once again. Mon-El was seething. Displeasure took over his face as he huffed and stormed away. Hal-An letting out a small sigh and running after the Prince.

Bar-Van stiffed. "Forgive me, but is there something I did wrong? The Prince seems to not like me."

Kara's hold on Barry's hand tightened. "Don't pay any attention to him, Bar. He's just too grumpy for his own good."