said. Then he rushed her. At first Alex tensed because she assumed he was attacking her. But he wasn't, he was devouring her face. And Brena wasn't doing a damn thing to stop it. Actually she was crying, kissing him back for all her worth. And that was by far the strangest thing she'd seen all night. Alex looked Ethan for an explanation. He just watched them, looking almost pleased. So this was good? She was so confused.
"Um, sorry, am I the only one who doesn't know what ’ s going on?" She asked loudly because the King was still sucking face with her best friend.
When they came up for air, the King answered without turning away from Bren. "No, I too would like an explanation. Ethan?"
Ethan actually dropped to his knee and bent his head in subjection.
"I will explain everything, your Majesty."
"Oh, stop with the Majesty crap! You know damn well I hate it." The King exclaimed.
Brena scoffed. Alex had to admit, it was pretty funny.
"I apologize...John. I owe you much more than an explanation." He paused. "Where would you like me to start?"
"The beginning is usually best." He glared.
"Whose beginning John?" His eyes turned to Alex, and then all three turned to look at her. The King looked to Brena and she gave a slight nod of her head. He choked for a second. Then he grabbed her and squeezed the life out of her.
Ethan didn't know whether to be proud or shamed that this was his doing. Not all the blame could be placed on his shoulders but he was the only one left alive, so he must carry the weight.
"I don't know whether I should thank you Ethan, or kill you," the King said, still hugging a confused and gasping Alex. He would choose now to start throwing his weight around. Not that Ethan could blame him.
"I would prefer to live, but it is your prerogative of course," Ethan said dryly.
"Please...can't...breathe...," Alex choked out.
"Oh my, I'm sorry, Love." The King let go and smoothed her hair down. It was then that Ethan saw Alex really look at the King. She was seeing his black hair and green eyes. She looked to Brena for answers. Ethan decided to speak up for them all. He cleared his throat and all eyes turned to him.
"Once upon a time, there was a Prince. He was a young Prince. As the youngest of three brothers he felt no pre ssure to involve himself with courtly politics. Instead his desires lay with science and discovery. His Father, the King, built the Prince a laboratory even though the King thought it was a waste of time." John smiled. "He loved creating new potions and d i scovering what would work and what wouldn't in an experiment. He discovered the beginnings of a potion that could allow his people to walk in the sunlight. This pleased his Father greatly. The King allowed him to have servants to serve under him, to aid h i m in his discoveries. One day is Father sent a bonny Irish lass to help him in his lab." Brena flipped him off. "They worked everyday together in the lab. They grew to enjoy discovering together. Then they grew to love one another. Soon they were so consu m ed with their love of each other and science, they wished to discover if one of their kind could make a child together." Alex's eyes grew quite large. She was picking up where this was going. "Until that moment, their kind only had 'children' when they tu r ned another of their choosing. But they wished to conceive through natural methods. They worked very hard at making this possible. One day, the bonny Irish lass had wonderful news for the Prince. They were going to have a child. Both were so happy they wa n ted to tell everyone. The Prince had a servant that he was close to, considered his friend, and this friend knew the King would not be pleased with this news. Not only because it would seem blasphemous to the King, but because the bonny Irish lass was not high born and they were not wed at the time of the childs conception. So
"Um, sorry, am I the only one who doesn't know what ’ s going on?" She asked loudly because the King was still sucking face with her best friend.
When they came up for air, the King answered without turning away from Bren. "No, I too would like an explanation. Ethan?"
Ethan actually dropped to his knee and bent his head in subjection.
"I will explain everything, your Majesty."
"Oh, stop with the Majesty crap! You know damn well I hate it." The King exclaimed.
Brena scoffed. Alex had to admit, it was pretty funny.
"I apologize...John. I owe you much more than an explanation." He paused. "Where would you like me to start?"
"The beginning is usually best." He glared.
"Whose beginning John?" His eyes turned to Alex, and then all three turned to look at her. The King looked to Brena and she gave a slight nod of her head. He choked for a second. Then he grabbed her and squeezed the life out of her.
Ethan didn't know whether to be proud or shamed that this was his doing. Not all the blame could be placed on his shoulders but he was the only one left alive, so he must carry the weight.
"I don't know whether I should thank you Ethan, or kill you," the King said, still hugging a confused and gasping Alex. He would choose now to start throwing his weight around. Not that Ethan could blame him.
"I would prefer to live, but it is your prerogative of course," Ethan said dryly.
"Please...can't...breathe...," Alex choked out.
"Oh my, I'm sorry, Love." The King let go and smoothed her hair down. It was then that Ethan saw Alex really look at the King. She was seeing his black hair and green eyes. She looked to Brena for answers. Ethan decided to speak up for them all. He cleared his throat and all eyes turned to him.
"Once upon a time, there was a Prince. He was a young Prince. As the youngest of three brothers he felt no pre ssure to involve himself with courtly politics. Instead his desires lay with science and discovery. His Father, the King, built the Prince a laboratory even though the King thought it was a waste of time." John smiled. "He loved creating new potions and d i scovering what would work and what wouldn't in an experiment. He discovered the beginnings of a potion that could allow his people to walk in the sunlight. This pleased his Father greatly. The King allowed him to have servants to serve under him, to aid h i m in his discoveries. One day is Father sent a bonny Irish lass to help him in his lab." Brena flipped him off. "They worked everyday together in the lab. They grew to enjoy discovering together. Then they grew to love one another. Soon they were so consu m ed with their love of each other and science, they wished to discover if one of their kind could make a child together." Alex's eyes grew quite large. She was picking up where this was going. "Until that moment, their kind only had 'children' when they tu r ned another of their choosing. But they wished to conceive through natural methods. They worked very hard at making this possible. One day, the bonny Irish lass had wonderful news for the Prince. They were going to have a child. Both were so happy they wa n ted to tell everyone. The Prince had a servant that he was close to, considered his friend, and this friend knew the King would not be pleased with this news. Not only because it would seem blasphemous to the King, but because the bonny Irish lass was not high born and they were not wed at the time of the childs conception. So
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