our journey across the sea that everything would turn out the way we planned.
The fires of the city of Cambell came into view at the trading port and our destination was near. Normally, they don’t let passengers in this way but they made an exception for us since we carried the Princess and the country’s future.
I watched Meg suck in a breath from her nervousness when she saw it and I took her hand and tried to get her remember to remain calm. Everything was going to work out and she had to start believing it. Showing signs of weakness and fear around these particular royals was not a good idea; they’ve never taken to it lightly.
Rift was left safely on the ship and we passed through the gates and up the streets towards the palace. In a deep reality, none of us could believe that we were back. Meg spent a countless amount of days being held captive, waiting for her forced wedding day while Zayden spent a short time here for that very day and I knew he now hated every aspect of their ways. As for me, it has been quite some time but I still felt just the same and was determined to make sure everything went our way.
We were let right into the palace without needs for ongoing questioning as to why and led through the main hall to the throne chamber.
Zayden stood ahead of us and was first to walk in to an unexpected sight. The man sitting in the King’s throne was not the fat King Viktor I remembered from Zayden’s birthday celebration but was in fact Wyatt, his only living son, wearing the King’s crown.
Zayden looked back at us and we both looked shocked to see it as well and Meg was still maybe even a little worried.
“Change in command.” I whispered. “I didn’t plan for that.”
“It’s all right.” Zayden said. “We’ll get through it.”
We walked in farther and Wyatt’s eyes were mainly just on Zayden and he smiled to seeing him, not what I expected. “Ah, Zayden! My new friend from the east. What honor brings you across the seas for this visit?”
“I come bringing homage to the new King.” Zayden replied.
“Splendid. Splendid. Your respects are accepted.”
“But I also come bringing something else.” Zayden held out his left hand and Meg took it from behind, stepping up next to him and taking another forward.
Wyatt’s eyes moved to hers and the clear shade of lavender put a smile on his face as he rose to his feet. “You found my Queen? She has returned?”
“Returned safely, yes.”
“Where have you run off to, Meg my sweet? It’s been months.”
“Yes.” Meg replied, keeping her head held high. “Nine to be exact.”
“Oh, I see.” Wyatt looked down in her arms. “So, that’s why you’ve returned. To bring him to me.”
She was hesitant but spoke the truth. “I’ve returned to bring them to you.”
“Them?” Wyatt smiled wider and was truly ecstatic. “You are a treasure, aren’t you? Let me see.”
Zayden was still holding her son and took a few steps to hand him off.
Wyatt got his first look and was over joyed. “He looks just like me.”
“I haven’t been calling him anything. I knew you would want that honor.”
“How respectable of you, my queen. Then I shall do that right away. We’ll call him—Blake.”
“As you wish.”
“And for the second, we’ll call him—”
Zayden was still standing closest and was quick to clear his throat. “Before you get ahead of yourself here, you should know there’s a differentiation between the twins.”
“Differentiation? How so?”
Meg was getting nervous but I guess it was best for Zayden to handle this part.
“Well, the obvious fact that one is a—girl.”
“A girl?!” Wyatt’s voice got harsh and he instantly pulled a dagger from his side.
Meg gasped and shielded Cadence in her arms as I pulled her back and shielded both of them while speaking at once. “No!”
“Please.” Zayden said, stepping forward. “This is not what we’ve come for.”
“I cannot allow that abomination