Cassius Pov
"Your highness, we have arrived at the palace," the guard announced as the carriage stopped.
I looked at the man who had consumed my whole day making me visit each stall telling this was the one he had checked before. I could not believe that such a dumb man was given the work of handling all the business.
"Then I shall see you tomorrow," he said with a bright smile and walked out first.
This weekend I would make sure to spare some time from my schedule and spar with him. This time instead of disarming him I would make sure to shred all his clothes and pride.
I walked out of the carriage and moved towards my chamber. I was so tired. I knew I should go and look for Killian first but I just need a few minutes to sit here and relax.
I sat on the sofa and took a glass of water from the table, but have I ever had a minute of peace that I would have now!
"Father, mother still did not reply to my letters." he said as he entered once again no greetings!!
"Where are you etiquettes, Killian. Is this the way you should enter my chamber or talk to me? ``I scolded and his steps halted.
He stood straight and bowed his head a bit.
"I apologise, father. How was your day? Are you tired? Shall i call the maids to serve dinner?" He asked and I nodded. At last he still remembered that I was a human too, not a genie from the bottle who was only here to serve them.
But that dumb woman had not replied to my letter too! Was she so busy there?
Ha! I was sure that brute was eating tons of cookies made by her! Now she would realize how leisurely she was living here. There she must be having a hard time managing the sword in the morning and baking during meals!
"Father, are you listening to me?"
"Let that woman be busy, who cares if she did not reply to my letter."
"Oh, father, have you written a letter too?" he asked as he looked at me with widened eyes, and only then did I come to my senses.
"I mean, you have written the letter and she did not reply. Then you should stop writing letters to her and stop waiting for her replies. If she didn't care for us then we are better without her. As you said you did not want to give her the rights and his brother would not let you in till then. What can i do? But if you are feeling alone then you can stay here tonight"
He looked at me as if I had grown another head or asked her to do something hideous that he could not believe his eyes and ears.
"Father, I am an adult. Why would I sleep with you?" he asked in an unbelievable tone and I raised my brows.
"The way you slept with your mother twice and with me last time." I reminded him since his memory had become too loose.
"That was because mother was sick and you have brought her here instead of her chamber." he accused me again.
"Killian, what do you want from me. I have told you last time too, that you have to accept her only this is the way to go there and bring her. Or else wait for two to three weeks for her to come back. Complaining to me won't help, son ``I replied with a sigh as I rubbed my head.
I walked towards my table and took out the vessel of red liquid again. A smile formed on my lips when I remembered how it was spit on Marianne last time.
"Father, is there no other way?" he asked this umpteenth time and i signaled her to sit again.
"Son, you definitely love her, that is why you are missing her, right?" I asked as I took the medicine and then drank the water, giving him time to think.
"I do father," he replied in a heartbeat, making me surprised.
"Then why can you not trust her?" i asked as this was a bewildering condition. He was yearning for her yet not ready to let her be his mother in the true sense.
He sighed as he slumped on the chair but in the next second he sat straight as if he had done a sin sitting like that.
"I am just worried, father I don't want to be a weak child. But you are right. I should take the chance. I am ready"
My eyes turned surprised at his sudden change but that was good news.
"Are you ready for it?" I asked again, confirming his thoughts and he looked straight into my eyes.
"I am ready to give my father a chance, I will try my best to learn the way my mother wants. But it is just a chance, if things didn't work out i would resume the old methods." he put conditions and i shook my head.
"I can not decide, she would be the one to finalise if she wants to accept your conditions or not '' I replied and he nodded.
"Then let's go to her and ask her. I am sure she would not deny me., and i really want to meet her, aunt Isabella did not even know how to dance well" he replied making the smile on my face stiff again.
"Where have you met her?" i asked as i was sure she was given a leave since Marianne was not here.
"Oh, she helped me as my partner in the etiquettes class"
"Very well, do you think as a noble lady she didn't know how to dance?" could there be any lamer excuse than that.
"Well she danced with me but made a few mistakes. Father, why would she act to don't know dancing when she can dance well. It was not like she was gaining something out of it?" he asked and I had no reply.
"Let it go, but since i agreed, shall we go to take mother?"
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