Ronan’s POV“What were you thinking?” Timon questioned as he dressed my wound.To avoid any suspicious questions, I asked that he be the one to check the wound. It would have been totally healed if I hadn’t decided to run back to the palace in such a hurried state.“I was thinking correctly. I can't place my finger on it yet, but Freya is acting strange and I do not want to risk anything. Me talking to her is to instill fear and also plead with her at the same time.”He sighed and looked up at me. “She is a woman, my king. You can’t expect her to not feel.”I rubbed my forehead. “I never said she shouldn’t. I am only pleading for her to be thoughtful. I can feel it within me that something is about to go wrong. You know I don’t get stirred up for nothing.”“That is true. So, you no longer have anything to tell her?”“I think I have played my part. It is up to her to do whatever she wants. I am tired of making her see reason.”“I guess so. Where are you headed?”“The Mallow village to
Chapter 125Author’s POVDawn gulped hard as she neared the house. The last time she was here her mother was still very much alive and was happy to see her. She saw from her side eye as someone’s shadow moved hastily away from the house. It made her wonder what her father must be up to again.As she walked into the house the maids greeted her. Despite their cheery approach towards her. She could read through their sad eyes. The house can never be the same without Celine in it. She made it easy for the maids to cope with the hard times they are exposed to working with a man like her father.“Where is he?” She asked one of the maids.“His study.” The maid replied.Dawn swallowed hard and brought her wolf to the surface. She wasn’t going to give her father the chance to intimidate her. Without bothering to knock, she opened the door and wasn’t surprised to see him digging into one of the maids against the wall.“What are doing? Get out!” Callum bellowed.She remained standing with her ar
Ronan’s POVThe meeting hall was as quiet as a graveyard. None of the council members had anything to say about the situation at hand. We still haven’t found the murderer and fear keeps building in the hearts of the ministers.“Why is no one saying anything?” I questioned.“What would you have us say, Your Majesty? Everything is confusing at the moment.” An elder added.I inhaled feeling exhausted. “Let us end today’s discussion,” I said standing up.Timon followed behind without saying anything. I can tell there is something he wants to talk about.“What is it?” I asked stopping in the middle of the hallway to ask him.“We should go to the woods to talk.” He said leading the way.I followed suit not waiting to ask what he had in mind. We walked farther into the woods until the palace faded from sight. Dawn was there seated on a stone and glancing around anxiously.“Dawn,” I called out pulling her into a hug. “What is the matter? Why do you look like someone is after you? Have you spo
Ronan’s POVComing to Aunt Celine’s family home without my uncle knowing about it feels like sheer betrayal. This man has been everything anyone would ask for in a parent. What in the world is going on with all of this suspicion? We have suspected him once before and he came out clean. I doubt we would find anything this time too.“Have you thought for a moment that he might actually be just good at hiding his bad deeds?” Dion questioned.I rubbed at my eyes not knowing what to say. Bracing myself for impact, I made my presence known in the house. And to my surprise, Aunt Celine’s mum, Lady Kate was the one who opened the door. The genuine warmth in her smile made me remember my aunt and it made my heart bleed.“Awww, my king.” Lady Kate moaned pulling me into a warm embrace.I leaned into it letting my worries go for a moment.“These cookies taste so good, just like Aunt Celine’s.” I complimented them when we sat by the garden to talk.Lady Kate smiled sweetly. “I doubt if any of us
Author’s POVCallum thinned his eyes hoping he would catch a glimpse of Ronan’s thoughts. Instead, he looked totally blank, with no surprise or nervousness.“Welcome, Your Majesty.” He managed to bow remembering his manners.Ronan cleared his throat, making his way to the chair. “Welcome, Uncle. I am surprised to see you here. You weren’t at the council meeting we held last.”“Yes, about that I was a bit under the weather and I hoped everything would be relayed to me later on.” His face relaxed a bit. “How are you son? You look like you haven’t been sleeping well.”Ronan tried to stare at his uncle without any sort of judgment. He didn’t expect to be cornered like this, he was still fighting to get his thoughts together.“I am fine, uncle. It's a lot running the kingdom. But I will be fine. How are you too? I hope you aren’t thinking too much about the loss of Aunt Celine. How is Dawn?”“It's all good.” He replied, obviously evading the question. “How is your childbearing? I haven’t h
Fiona’s POVLouis wailed loudly and it is beginning to sound disturbing to my ears. I have tried all I can to pacify him all to no avail. He just seems to enjoy making so much noise not concerning himself with how others might feel.Isla rushed into the room and took him from my arms trying to comfort him. “What is the matter, little one? Why are you crying?” She asked if he would have a response to give. “Are you okay?” She asked me.I sucked my teeth in frustration leaning into the bed frame. “I am not fine, Isla. I am tired. I want to get out of this place. I think Louis also feels the same. I feel abandoned here. How long do we have to live like this? And you, do you not miss your son? I do not want to shy away from the rest of the world. Anyone who is after me should have given up by now.”My theory didn’t seem to settle with Isla. She shook her head talking gently because of Louis. His eyes were closing up. “As long as they are alive. I can assure you they will always try to get
Ronan’s POVI laughed to myself as Fiona struggled hard to get a release from my grip. I shouldn’t have taken this approach to surprise her. She tried to kick me, but I held her down.“Help.” She yelled into my palm.“Calm down, my love. It is me, Ronan.” I whispered in her ear.Her body went limp all of a sudden. When I was sure she wouldn’t holler, I put on the bed lamp. Her chest heaved and her eyes were wide open in fear. I regret my actions. What was I thinking?”“Fiona….” I attempted to reach for her but she slapped my hand off instead, got off the bed, and stepped out of the room.I didn’t know if I was supposed to go after her or not. So I stayed put hoping she would return while I checked on my son. He sleeps peacefully through the chaos. Must have troubled his mother and Isla during the day. He looks so peaceful and handsome. I can’t wait for him to return to the palace just so I can spend more time with him, and watch him take his first steps, and grow.I felt a hard slap o
Ronan’s POVTimon had an amused smirk on his face that I wished to wipe off with my punch. He really thinks I am a joke.“Can you stop making that face?” I growled.He chortled. “What will you have me do Your Majesty? Didn’t I tell you this will happen eventually? You are just so stubborn to listen sometimes.”I snickered glaring at the table. Since I returned from visiting Fiona I couldn’t stop thinking about what she told me. She does have a point. How long will she need to remain indoors with our growing child? After thinking hard and long on it, I thought to seek advice from my dumb friend and all he has been doing is showing off his teeth.“Do you intend to give me advice or not?” I queried.“Don’t be like this, King Ronan. What you need to do is easy. Let Lady Fiona do whatever she likes. We would have guards dispatched discreetly to the village and they would keep a close eye on everyone from the house. They can get to live normally like every other person and anyone that becom