The dark throne

Chapter 15

Third person POV-

"I can't believe you-" Arthur started but was immediately cut off by his uncle, Zeldris.

"Alright alright alright you've had your laugh! It's not that of a big deal!" The embarrassed Zeldris continued to try and defuse the situation, which he practically already knew would be a futile attempt.

"Not that big of a deal you say? The renovation will cost quite a lot" Merlin teased, hanging onto the thought of burning down the entire room.

"STOP" Zeldris screeched, Making Arthur fall into another fit of laughter.

It was at that moment that Arthur's eye caught eye of an old wooden picture frame, standing on the sofa table.
suddenly the subject of his uncle's sex life was forgotten.

The picture in the frame wasn't the family pictures Arthur was used to seeing, but it was a sketch...a quite beautiful sketch if he might say so himself.
It was of who he recognized to be the queen of Liones, Elizabeth, but as he stepped closer he saw quite a few things that didn't add up.
'Her hair....and is that...wings?'

"Uncle Zel...what's this?" Arthur asked and lifted the picture for his uncle to see better.
Obviously Arthur wanted his uncle to tell him about the woman in the picture, but that isn't what he did, maybe because he was still a bit shaken up by their previous conversation.

"Oh, I moved it over there since it felt a bit wrong to have a picture of my brothers deceased lover on the desk I'm working at" Zeldris explained nonchalantly.

Merlin however massaged her temples.
She knew people were to find out one day, but this was just painful.

Arthur froze at his uncle's answer.

He then began remembering a time when he was little, how he had walked in to see his uncle Meliodas cry one night.
He had been so small and innocent he just began asking questions, confused as to why his strong uncle would ever cry...that was the first time he heard of her...
Meliodas never mentioned a name...he just mentioned an aunt that Arthur unfortunately never got to meet..
the memory of that conversation dwindled over time, but now it reappeared.

"But it's...Elizabeth" Arthur said still confused as to why the woman in the picture, his presumed "aunt" looked like the queen of Liones.

"Yes, that was her name" Zeldris continued to answer Arthur's questions, never really catching on.
"Elizabeth of the goddesses...have we never told you about her?" Zeldris asked suddenly confused.

"No I mean! It's Elizabeth Liones! The queen of Liones!!"

"Huh? Queen of liones? No it's-"

"This is just painful to watch and hear, so let me explain it to you" Merlin butted in, not willing to deal with the headache that would most definitely come if she didn't stop their back and forth talk.
"That woman in the picture frame is Elizabeth of the goddesses who died 300 years ago...and Elizabeth Liones, the current ruler of the kingdom Liones is her reincarnation" Merlin explained nonchalantly.

Both Arthur and Zeldris was shell shocked, having their jaws hang open wide, but Arthur was the first one to speak up.
"Reincarnation?! Like...like- really?!" He just stuttered, not able to figure out what it was he wanted to ask.

"Yes, her personality, body, voice....right down to her love for Meliodas...it's all there.." Merlin explained, her nonchalant attitude towards the subject had suddenly changed to a more sad one.
Now Arthur began understanding why his uncle had been so down since leaving Liones.
And Zeldris began to quickly put the pieces together, and he didn't like the image he saw when he did.