still yet to discover who ‘my Šeš’ really was. And putting it mildly, I didn’t exactly look forward to that conversation, or explaining why I purposely missed out mentioning that I had a brother. Truth was, I hadn’t exactly ever planned for Amelia to see this side of my world, despite our joking about such and in that, well…It included my brother.
After this we walked from my office to find everyone had occupied their own space, with the three brothers making use of the small living area. As for Carn’reau and his second, Alvaro, they were doing as they should after I had made such an announcement about my Chosen One. Meaning they were standing guard close to the bed and looking ready for trouble from the McBain clan. Nero was sat on the edge of my bed dabbing a damp cloth over Amelia’s forehead and doing as I had asked of her by looking after my girl.
I said nothing before walking straight over to her, mounting the steps and taking a seat on the opposite side to Nero with Amelia lay peacefully between us. I then held out my hand silently indicating what I wanted, making Nero do a strange double take before handing me the cloth.
“She has a slight fever?” I noted after first placing the back of my fingers to her forehead and then replacing it with the cold cloth.
“It’s…uh…getting a little better,” Nero told me in a strained voice that told me she was naturally still wary of me. This was understandable seeing as the last time she was this close to me I’d had her life in my hands, threatening to take it.
I nodded slightly without taking my eyes from Amelia, watching the drips from the cloth disappear into her hairline. She was so beautiful, even in this unconscious state. Which was why I unashamedly leant down and lay a gentle kiss on her forehead after moving the cloth, feeling the heated droplets left on her skin.
I handed the cloth back to Nero, one that admittedly had been fisted in my gloved hand as I held back my frustration at her still being in this state. Then, as I ran a single fingertip down the side of Amelia’s face, I told Nero,
“Keep her comfortable.”
“Erm…yes…of course, My Lord,” Nero said after first shaking herself from her shock at obviously seeing this gentle side to a King she expected was as heartless as she had heard. But then, one glance at Vern watching us with a wary eye and I knew that such was the power of loving our Chosen Ones…
It had the power to bring Kings to their knees.
I walked back down the steps noting the bowed heads of my general and his second. My brother had also resumed his earlier place and was once more leaning his weight back against one of the lit shards, doing so with his arms crossed over his chest. He still looked pissed that I had kept knowledge of finding my Chosen One from him, but right now I couldn’t give a fuck. I would deal with that guilt should it arise once this shit was over with. Besides, if Lucifer didn’t soon come around knocking then I would know his loyalty was as he said it was.
Speaking of loyalty.
“What I am about to tell you all doesn’t leave this room, is that understood?” I stated in a commanding tone that rarely was ignored…well, unless Pip was in the room that was. I looked to each of them and only continued when I was assured I had received an acknowledgement to my warning, one that had to be nudged from Trice by his brother Gryph. An asshole who since arriving, permanently looked pissed off. Like I gave a shit, as long as the fucker did as he was told!
“The witch that hexed Amelia is trying to gain power of the Tree of Souls, meaning that every soul connected to me is in danger,” I said and the only one who didn’t look surprised was my brother, who I had just informed of such things.
“Fck…that’s…wull that’s a wee bit shite,” Vern said making Gryph scoff,
“Aye, that’s putting it mildly, Lad.”
“What dae ye intend tae dae aboot it is whit a'm waantin tae know,” Trice said, making me grit my teeth and Carn’reau put his hand at the hilt of his sword at the same time taking a step forward. I held up my own up to stop him, making Trice look