Kingdom of Hearts, Anonymous [story reading .txt] 📗

her.
“Something beautiful is going to happen in exactly five minutes.”
“What?”
“Wouldn't that ruin the surprise?” She sat waiting for it, Jake kissed the top of her head.
“This suspense is killing me.”
“Oh, here it comes.” He put his hands over her eyes. When he took it off, she saw beautiful lights and dozens of beautifully colored birds.
“What are they?”
“They are Animaux. An ancient bird supposed to be extinct.”
“Why aren't they?”
“They survived, but only on this island, they aren't anywhere else in the world. This is mating season for them. They just happen to mate when the Southern Tides meet with the sun and creates beautiful colors in the sky.”
Amazing, funny how nature works.”
“Yeah. I know you like the back of my hand. I knew you would love this. Sad it happens once every two or three years.”
“Will you take me up here in three years?”
“You'll be married in three years, exactly three years.”
“Take me up here in three years.” She kissed him and then watched the rest of the birds mating season.

“Emily. So interesting that you have visited me again.”
“So interesting that my husband is in a hospital bed at the moment. All because of his fear. He thought I had slept with you, so he slept with Elanor, which spiked his brother's anger, making him beat up him up.”
“So Tyson falls from grace. Never thought that after he had abandoned his trust in me, he would do the thing that had my position, my wife, even my friend, ripped from my arms.”
“As I have said before, repetition is what got you here, repetition was you ride from grace. Tyson will never repeat what he did.”
“So Tyson will never pay for his actions. Is it because he is king? Or is it just your denial of ever loving me more than him that fuels his boat into grace?”
“Neither. It is his heart. Pure, caring, and as much as he would hate to admit it, he is a great...”
“Excuse me, your highness. Miss Kaylee told me to tell you that King Tyson is awake and requested your presence at his bedside. Shall I send word of your...business, your highness?”
“No. I will go right away.”
“Emily, he is a great what?”
“He is a great king and father. He just needs to remember that.”

“My, my, my. Look at the beat up king. His failure in thoughts apparent.”
“Mitchell.” He said with joy. His cut lips spread into a smile. “I am so happy your here. I was thinking of it and, well, Kaylee is my heir, but truth be told, she is far too young. So, what if I make you my heir? Just until Kaylee is old enough and married, of course.”
“Tyson, you know what I think?”
“What? I would love to hear it.”
“I think you feel guilty, we both know Kaylee is old enough to make decisions and run a kingdom.”
“You didn't think so, so many years ago, have we forgotten, brother?”
“She was just born, then. Have you forgotten that? She was a mere baby. I had no idea she would grow up to be a wise and mature queen.”
“She hasn't! If she was wise, she would marry a Moedia Prince. If she was mature, she wouldn't be throwing fits when I mention Michael. She is none of those things.”
“She is. She is wise in not trusting the Moeds. She is mature in not marrying someone who doesn't love her. She will be a great queen, because she makes her own decisions. Do not forget her individuality.”
“Is that a no, then?”
“Yes, I proudly decline your offer. Do not take this as a decline of forgiveness.”
“I have asked nothing of that. It shall take time for you to forgive me.”
“What about Emily? Do you think she will ever forgive you? Or is this the end?”
“You shouldn't concern yourself with it. I hope she will. I beg this isn't the end. She says she understands and she says she forgives me, but I know inside it kills her.”
“Well, why don't I have the chef prepare a private meal? Just a romantic dinner for the two of you. Rose petals on the floor, hiring private entertainers?”
“I feel like you are trying to win me over. Do you feel guilty?”
“No! Preposterous. I am not the one who should feel guilty. I mean, I don't. It's Elanor. She wants you back, she will make her play for you if it's over between you and Emily, and you will have no choice, but to marry her within the month. I will be tossed aside, if that ever happens. So fix things, Tyson! Make her love you so much more than she already does.”
“What?” Emily had overheard the last sentence and took it as Elanor making her move on him.
“Mitchell has decided that he is going to fix things.”
“Between whom?”
“You and I, of course.”
“But we are fine.”
“Exactly, I want us to be great! I want people to see us and see how much I love you and how much you love me not to be fine, but to be outstanding.” He stared at her in deep thought.
“I will follow our plan, excuse me, Emily.” Mitchell backed out of the room.
“Emily, where were you?”
“I was down with Chilles. Arguing with him the point of his leave today. It wasn't long, a few minutes at the most.”
“I see. Has he agreed to go?”
“No. I didn't get that far when the guard came to retrieve me. He said you were finally awake and requested my presence.”
“Well, of course I did. You are my wife, I love you. Plus this is the first moment we have had alone since the incident.” She leaned over his bed and kissed him.
“Won't it be great, when we have your bedroom to have alone?” He sighed. A nurse arrived behind Emily.
“Be careful my lady, you shouldn't have his heart pulse faster. We have no idea of the extent of his injuries.”
“Excuse me, Nurse? What is your name?”
“Tracy Greek, your highness.”
“Tracy, what are you doing here? I never sent away for a nurse.”
“No, your daughter did. She sent the guard for your wife and for a nurse to check your vitals. I am only doing my job, your highness.”
“I understand. Emily, I feel great, so I am assuming I will be out today.”
“You assume wrong, King. Your vitals aren't doing well. I believe your brother may have possibly broken your jaw, that will need to be set. Along with broken blood vessels, lowing your blood pressure and that will need to be fixed. I think you will be out in a few days, maybe longer.”
“Fine. Emily, I leave you in charge. Try to get Kaylee to go out with Michael finally, I know she lied to me today. Find her, scold her, then get Michael over here and force a date. Then tell her that I allow her to bring Jakob, if that will help. I just need this from her. Threaten her, if you have to. Tell her if she doesn't go on this date with him, she is to be put in a room with no windows and bars for a door.”
“I don't think I can do this, can you have Mitchell run the kingdom? Just for a few days?”
“No. Mitchell wouldn't do what I ask. I know you trust my judgment.”

“Jakob!” Her voice, so soft and delicate, cut by his wavering hearing. “Jakob.” He was passing out again. She had managed to get him down the mountain, but he was changing. The full moon that pulled him from his coma, had just returned him. He was, yet again, forced to sleep.
“Kaylee, there is no point in staying here. Come with me. We can go sit down on the beach, I know you loved that.” William Brooks, Jakob's old friend from the army, sat down on a chair, the chair itself was a treasure of sorts, but William Brooks was important to everyone who knew him.
“I can't, Will. I'm with Jake now. It's time to give up.”
“I won't give up on us. I think there's still a chance.”
“Is he waking up? Jakob? Jakob, can you hear me?”
“Kaye? So sorry.” Jake said groggily.
“For what? You were under for two months this time, I haven't left your bedside. Technically we have a little before the next full moon.” The next couple of days they spent together. Reading on the beach, even going up on top of the hill to watch the sunset.

“Tell me my father isn't going to send him to prison.” Kaylee raged. “He just woke up!”
“He's not. He had me, have the guards find him something appropriate to wear for tonight. Now stop fussing and find something to wear.”
“Unless that something to wear is going to be put towards a date with my loving, devoted boyfriend Jakob, I suggest you give up. My father will have to find somebody else to cater to everything he needs. He almost gave up everything to be with you. He could have even sacrificed us, in the wake, but he didn't, because he trusted that everything would work out. Why can't he do that now? Why can't he trust that me and Jakob were just as important as you and him were?”
“Importance is no factor. He just needs to see that you and Jakob, are just as in love as we were. He said that you can take him on your date with Prince Michael.”
“Oh, did he now?” She asked skeptically.
“Yes. He did. Of course you'll forgive him if it wasn't a peace offering.”

“Do I have to get clothes, I have clothes!”
“You know I don't make the rules. Anything the king says, goes.”
“What is this? Why can't I go in my army outfit?”
“Stop! Okay. This is a formal event that the princess must attend.”
“When did you get stuck with this, Will? Being guard to everyone?”
“Not too long after we climbed that mountain that started you and the princess' romance.”
“Is that why I didn't see at the drills?”
“Yeah, yeah. I signed up for this job. I thought it was too dangerous for me. Now come on, Jake find something.”
“What about a tux? If this is formal, isn't a tux mandatory?”
“Yeah, let's go to a tuxedo store.” Of course in the small town of Kafke the tuxedo store was right next door, and owned by the same guy. “It can't be hard to find a tux, now. Just find out what color jacket you want, the color of your shirt, bow tie, regular tie or no tie. It's mainly colors and style so...”
“That one.” They looked at the glass case with a suit inside. “That's the one, Will.”
“That's what you said about Tay. The first time you saw her.”
“She was the one, for me. Too bad it wasn't me for her. But this...this is the tux. I tell you Kaylee's going to love it.”
“Man, what happened to you? Kaylee this, Kaylee that.”
“Well at least I wasn't with her when her name was Semra, let's see you say that instead.”
“No, thanks.” Will pointed towards the cashier. “The king has ordered a tuxedo for tonight. This one.” He pointed towards the case.
“Yes, sir. What time shall I deliver it to the castle?”
“No, you shall hand it over to me now.”
“I can't, without a member of the royal family here.”
“There is one here, now. Him, over there, he is the kings nephew.”
“Mitchell's son?”
“Well, he