Forgotten Days (Fate's Intent Book 6) (20 page)

Chapter
35

Jaylyn

We spent the day on the first floor in the open lounge and could see all the way up four levels of balconies. It was so beautiful here and easy to get used to. It kind of seemed like we already were. We were sitting on various couches and chairs while several side conversations were going on.

“Has she mentioned anything to you?” Izin asked quietly.

Aleksander glanced over at Adele and shook his head. “No. It’d probably still be a few years before she’d see anything on her own.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

I slipped away from a conversation and dropped myself down between them. “Have you asked her?”

“Excuse me?” Aleksander asked.

“You’re talking about the seeing the future thing, right?”

Aleksander and Izin shared a look. “Maybe.”

“Well, ask her. You might find out something interesting.”

“A-d-e-l-e!” Aleksander bellowed in a deep voice, dragging out the letters of her name.

She turned her head to him and watched me get up and sit back down next to Troy. “What did you do?”

“Nothing.”

“You’ve had a vision?” Aleksander asked sharply.

“Okay, maybe something.” I admitted.

Adele sighed. “Thanks.”

“Well?”

Adele looked around at everyone and Zayden just smiled, putting his arm around her. “She dreamt about our son.”

“When was this?”

Adele looked at Zayden and he motioned his eyes for her to answer. “Ah, well, I’ve been having the same dream for a while, even before I officially met him.”

“But Madam Carla told me you probably wouldn’t have gotten your first vision until you were twenty-five.”

She shrugged. “I don’t know why. It just happened.”

“Have you seen him?” Izin asked Aleksander.

“Not officially but I’ve heard.”

“Would you like to?” He eyed the room, kind of suggesting that he wouldn’t mind seeing it again.

“This really shouldn’t become a regular thing.”

“Oh, come on, Aleks. You can’t keep the future all to yourself.”

I almost forgot that he didn’t want anyone else seeing the future but I think he gave in because it was Izin. “Do you have enough?”

“We’re kind of an endless supply.” Zayden joked.

“I mean that other stuff that lets us see it. Trever isn’t exactly available to provide more.”

“I think there’s enough if you want us to.” Adele said. “Let me go get it.” She got up and started to go up all the stairs to her room where her stuff was. She seemed to be in a hurry to do it. I guess because she was excited to show him off to her father that oddly hasn’t seen him yet.

It was quiet for another moment and Ruby was really hesitant to say anything with Darius next to her. “Is this something maybe we should walk away from?”

“Why?” Aleksander asked.

“I don’t think it has to be specifically for all three of them.” Zayden said. “We can keep it just on Seth.”

“All three of them?” Izin asked.

Everyone was really hesitant to answer now.

“Ours.” Troy said.

“Sons?” Izin was really happy to hear it and we just kind of nodded but Darius didn’t do anything except distance himself from the subject. “Don’t leave that out. We have to see them.”

We didn’t mean to but I think every one of us that knew how Darius felt about this looked at him but he still didn’t respond.

“It’s fine.” Ruby said, holding one of his arms in both her hands. “We can take a more detailed tour if they do.”

“Darius, what’s your issue?” Izin asked.

“I don’t have an issue.”

Izin wasn’t pleased, probably because he knew the answer and he stood up. “Walk with me.”

“I’d rather not.”

“Now!” His eyes turned black and Darius listened, getting up to walk with him to the kitchen.

Ruby leaned forward to cover her face for a moment but was clearly worried when she put her eyes in their direction. “He’s not going to make it worse, is he?”

“How could he possibly make it worse?” Troy asked a little jokingly. I nudged him. “What? I was just saying it really can’t.”

There were a few loud crashes coming from the kitchen and everyone looked.

“Are you sure?” Ruby asked with even more worry.

“Looks like there’s enough.” Adele stepped off the stairs, shaking what was left of the herb in a vial. “But maybe only once more.”

The kitchen door opened and Darius walked out with Izin but he headed right for the stairs instead of to us.

“Missing out again?” Adele asked. He walked by her without saying anything and Ruby got up to follow. “What’s with them?”

“Why hasn’t anyone told me about this?” Izin asked.

“It couldn’t be easy to guess?” Zayden said. “He’s Darius.”

“But he married her. He has to know that it will happen.”

“Doesn’t matter. He still doesn’t want to see.”

“Are we doing everyone’s again?” Adele asked. “We’ll need their blood too.”

“I knew that.” Izin said. “So, I got his. Where do you want it?”

“Table.”

Izin walked over and held his fist out over the surface, letting drops of blood pool together.

“That should do but we’ll need Ruby’s too.”

I laughed. “And you want to just go ask her for it? Good luck.”

I spoke too soon I guess. Ruby had to know we would need hers and a dagger fell on the table from above us, sticking into the wood with her blood dripping on it.

“Got it.” Zayden said.

“Don’t you dare.” Aleksander was holding Izin’s wrist fairly tightly so he wouldn’t bring his hand of blood to his mouth. “Adele.”

Adele looked and took all the blood off him so he was clean and was ready to get rid of it.

“Just a little.” Izin said. “I’m in complete control.”

“No.”

He didn’t seem to care to listen. He slouched in the chair so he could stretch his leg farther out and just barely tapped the little blob of floating blood with his foot. It bounced right towards him and he sat up to catch it in his mouth. “Too late.”

Aleksander sighed. “That’s sick.”

“Actually, it was quite tasty. I can feel his strength. Zayden, you’ve got to try it.”

He was hesitant. “That’s okay. I don’t have the control like you yet. I’ll stick to the one I can’t kill.”

“Very well.”

“Okay.” Adele cut in after she finished setting up everything else. “We’re next.”

The rest of us offered up a few drops of blood for the cause and Adele circled all of ours with hers.

“Ready?”

I was shaking and clung close to Troy. “I’m so nervous.”

“Why? Not like you haven’t seen before.”

“Nervous with anticipation. It’s so random. We never know what we’re going to see. I want to know his name.”

Adele rolled her eyes and set fire to the herb. Troy was comforting by keeping me close to him and kissing my head. I was relaxing. I just didn’t know what we were going to see and I hated not knowing.

The smoke rose up into the air in front of us like we were used to seeing and the image became clear.

It was quiet except for creeping footsteps but it was so familiar. It was this place, where we are now but we were only seeing two of the boys in the dark hall, Seth and mine. They had to be maybe thirteen or fourteen but I couldn’t be sure.

They opened a door to one of the rooms here and crept inside, each carrying some kind of bucket. I didn’t have to see it before I could have guessed what they were going to do.

We got to see Ruby’s son again too. This time he was sleeping and he looked—bigger like Darius bigger. I guess he was a couple years older than the first time we saw him and he sure did grow.

The boys approached the sides of the bed with their buckets and poured water all over him, waking him from a dead sleep. His eyes were red. We didn’t even get to see them shining gold like Ruby’s and he sprang right up. “Seth!”

“Hey!” My son said rather insultingly. “What makes you think it was just him?”

“Mother!”

“I take it back! It was just him!”

They turned to run towards the door but it was too late. Ruby was standing there with a gentle smile. “Again?”

“Just having some fun.” Seth said.

“That isn’t what I would call it!” Her son shouted, crawling out of his soaking wet bed.

Ruby didn’t seem angry, she seemed more amused. “Clean this up and find a better way to start your day.”

“Doing what?’ Seth asked.

“Not this.”

“Sorry.” Seth said to her son while cleaning up the water with his mother’s gift.

“I doubt it.” He gripped.

“We were just trying to—”

“I know. I get it. I don’t want to be here either. It would be better if father were here.”

Ruby laughed. “Why?”

“I can’t play rough with them! They’ll die!”

“Well, your father is busy. He couldn’t come.”

“No he isn’t. He’s probably just as bored as us right now. They never leave since Zayden became King.”

My eyes widened and I looked over at Zayden. He was just staring straight in front of him.

“They have responsibilities that they take very seriously. This is only for the summer. We’ll be back.”

The loud sigh of his aggravation began to fade and the image of them was gone.

The room was silent for a minute but it wasn’t a surprise that Izin was the first to speak. “Well—I for one am very happy.”

“I’ll be King when he’s fourteen?!” Zayden bellowed at Aleksander. “Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“I didn’t know. I only saw that you would be King, not when that was.”

“What does that mean?! Will my father be dead?!”

Izin laughed. “Relax, Zayden. I hope you’re aware that I don’t need to be dead for you to be King.”

“You don’t?” Troy asked.

He shook his head. “I could appoint him King any time I felt he was ready but with that little episode, he’s clearly not.”

“You’ve already planned to?” Zayden asked. “When?!”

“I’m not going to tell you. I actually based it on my age, not yours but it may have to be later than I wanted if you’re going to keep this up. It’s your life, Zayden. I’ve been trying to tell you that for years. You can’t get out of it.”

“It’s okay.” Adele said to calm him. “It’s not yet.”

Zayden took a breath to relax because she was right. It wasn’t yet and we didn’t know when it would actually be until it happened.

“So, what did you think this time?” Zayden asked to get away from him becoming King.

Izin paused for a moment, moving his head like he was thinking of an appropriate response. “Still pleased. Boys will be boys. You can’t necessarily change that and as I recall, the two of you used to wake Darius up the same way when you were young.”

Zayden and Troy looked at each other, trying not to laugh.

“No we didn’t.” Troy said.

“Nice try but I know about everything that goes on in my palace and I mean everything.”

“It was Zayden’s idea!”

“Mine?! You were all for it too.”

“I had a reason to be. Darius cruelly tortured me when I first moved in.”

Zayden broke down laughing and of course I was curious. “What’d he do?”

“It wasn’t funny.” Troy said, glaring towards Zayden’s laughter.

“Awe, still crying about that, Troy?”

We looked up and Darius was standing on the first balcony above us with Ruby.

“No. I’m not. Don’t talk about it.”

“What is it?” Ruby whispered loudly.

“We’ll be right down.”

He turned with Ruby to come down the stairs and Troy was grimacing already. “Oh, no.”

They did it again. They came back to us with zero awareness that we just saw an image of their son and like last time, they never mentioned a thing about it.

“So, here’s what happened, Troy was pretty traumatized when he came to us that he used to wake in the soil of his own urine.”

Ruby laughed but I felt worse for him since I knew what his mother did.

“BUT!” Troy shouted as a demand.

“This is the funny part.” Darius said. “It took him three days to realize I was the one peeing in his bed.”

Ruby’s mouth dropped and she pushed on Darius a little to get him to take a step away from her. “That’s disgusting!”

“We were like eleven. It’s not like I’ve done it since.”