Millennial in another millennium

Ch-13 The one with the disappointment

Zion-

Sitting by this warm table, listening to Nana tell her favorite recipes and watching Ray making faces at her dinner, I felt so satisfied.

Nana accepted Ray from her heart without being bothered by her appearance and mannerism. I wished my mother could be like that, she could not even accept me for who I was- a person not meant to be a Duke.

No, I was not to allow memories of that woman and of the countless cold family dinners, embitter the taste of this rare warm one.

I was sure the memory of Ray looking horrified at the sight of the extravagant meal Nana prepared for us, specially at the buttery chicken sitting in the center of the table, was going to be one of the memories I will always hold near to my heart.

She did almost convince Nana to quit eating meat with all the talks of animal cruelty and meat being bad for health , but as soon as Nana ate the first bite of chicken gone were all these ridiculous thoughts. But something in the way Ray's eyes glinted told me that I was going to hear about this again and as far as I knew her, she was stubborn enough to actually make me a "vegetarian".

It was strange, how familiar she felt even though she couldn't be more different and estranged.

200 years laid between us.

Yes, I actually did believe that she was from the future.

And it was not just because of what she said.

I worked on the time tunnel myself. I had spent hours listening to Henry explaining the science behind this all. I was there when the explosion happened. I saw my father get engulfed in the flames and smoke. It was the last I saw of him.

For the past two years I thought of it all being in vain. I killed my father and seven of his men for nothing. But now I knew that the time-tunnel was real, it had worked. I had a living proof of it in front of me and I was not going to let her go anywhere, at least till I get Henry to meet her.

Rayna-

The dinner was absolutely AMAZING, I mean a bowl of boiled peas and mashed potatoes, life can't get any better than that right?

Anyways so after dinner and listening to Nana boast about her recipes and seeing the aloof faced Zion, I finally headed to bed.

Having restless tumbling and tossing on the bed without even a trace of sleep in my eyes, I decided to look out of the window, at the starry sky and it reminded me of Alex.

I could not help but wonder if he was lying by the lake looking at the same stars. Would he be thinking of me too?

I wished we could have had more than one proper conversation. We could have been friends when we parted. He as such a sincere and stoic person so considerate of everyone. I yelled at him a few times but he never raised his voice and complied to my every whim, yet he did not talk to me either.

That night he was the one who opened up, he was the one to show his vulnerable side. A side that was full of longing to see new land.

And that's when it hit me.

We could take Alex with us. He would get to travel and we would get an extra helping hand.

I quickly went downstairs where Zion was sleeping.

I tiptoed into the study where he slept on the floor, trying my best not to wake Nana who was asleep on the couch in the parlor. Yep, I was the lucky one who got to sleep in the bedroom since I was the one to be pitied as I has lost my family in a sea storm. That's the only story Zion could come up with, idiot!