The World Walkers: Unknown World: Thalia: Meeting the King (part 2)

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Part 1

“What makes you think I need protecting?” Thalia asked, keeping her voice as gentle as she could.

Looking more unsure than she thought a King should look he shrugged. “My father taught me to look after all women and you’re my sister. I couldn’t just walk away when I found out about you, even though a couple of my advisers told me I should, because bringing the person who should be on the throne to the palace, to them, is a very bad idea.”

“I don’t want the throne.” Thalia looked at it with distaste. “I was happy where I was and…” She shook her head, nibbling on her bottom lip as she tried to find the right words to explain things to him. “By bringing me here you’ve taken me away from everyone and everything that I cared about. All I want to do is go back, but I’m guessing that’s impossible now.”

Sighing, he nodded. “I’m sorry, Thalia. I should have thought about that before I brought you here, but…” He shook his head. “I was so excited when I heard you existed and I didn’t really think all that much at all before I sent out the order for someone to bring you here. When I was younger I always wanted a sibling. Mother had been lucky to have me and after I was born she never had another child. Now that I know about you I can’t help thinking that Father may have had other children with other women, so I’m going to look into his life in more detail.”

“Did your parents love each other?”

“Their marriage was political and I think they grew to respect each other, but I don’t think they ever loved each other. My marriage will be just the same.”

“As will mine, now that you’ve made me into a princess.” Thalia ran a hand through her hair, staring at her brother. “Gaining a sibling from this isn’t what I thought would happen when I was told that I was the daughter of the previous King. I was half expecting to be executed.”

“I’ll be honest with you. I don’t want to be the King. Father was a good King and this throne…” He tapped on of the arms with the heel of his hand. “It will always be his. I’m never going to be the King he was. Unfortunately he was taken away before his time by an illness and that leaves me with no choice but to try to fill shoes that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to.”

“Thalia,” a female voice said from the door, making Thalia and the King jump, “he needs someone to help him.” Thalia turned to look and was surprised to see the woman she recognised as the Queen there. “You may not have been raised in this household, but I knew your mother and she would not have let you grow up an idiot. When Felix told me he was sending for you I didn’t know how to feel and now I can see you…” The Queen, although she would technically be the Queen Mother as her husband was dead, made her way over to them. “I’m glad you’re here.”

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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