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The Deals We Make - Ch 2 - Another Deal

Disclaimer: See ch 1
Rating: PG-13
Previous Chapter: Ch 1



The Deals We Make

by

Lattelady

Ch 2 - Another Deal

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The argument between father and son was bitter and harsh. Their angry words were at odds with the beautiful music that was playing in the distance. It was the ball celebrating the marriage of Princess Azkadellia and Lord Ambrose.

“I won’t do it!” Jeb clenched his fists.

“You’re the only one I trust to keep her safe.” There was pain deep in Cain’s chest that made it hard to breath, let alone talk. This wasn’t easy for him, but he couldn’t leave until he knew that the new Queen was well guarded.

“What about you? You’re the one she wants.” And therein lay the problem as far as the young man was concerned. Queen DG was in love with his dad. “And she’s the one you want,” he whispered. Jeb didn’t like it one bit, but it couldn’t be changed. What was - was. He’d learned that lesson from inside a tin suit as he watched his mother’s body laying cold in the moonlight.

“I can’t Jeb. Don’t you understand that? I can’t,” the words ripped out of his soul. He never talked about his feelings, but if that was what it took to convince his son to help him, then he’d do it. “By some miracle I survived all that happened and am still reasonably sane. If I let her in,” his words ran out and he shook his head denying the obvious: she was already in. “I can’t. I’d just end up hurting her.”

“I never thought I’d see the day Wyatt Cain was a coward!” Jeb challenged. His hands were locked on his hips and his feet spread in anticipation of having to duck a punch.

“You think this is easy?” his old man roared. If it had been anyone but his son who called him a coward, he would have responded with fists or bullets instead of words. “Leaving her is the hardest thing I’ve every had to do.”

“Then why are you going? She needs you more than ever and not simply as a guard.”

“It was her idea,” Cain whispered. “She said I needed to be free to put the pieces of my life back together.”

Jeb shook his head. He wasn’t sure he wanted a Queen who was such a fool, then he realized that she wasn’t being foolish. She really believed it was in his father’s best interest to get on with his life. She was being the best Queen he could imagine, taking care of one of her subjects, even if it broke her heart. It was too bad that when it came to Wyatt Cain she couldn’t see the forest for the trees.

“All right,” he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, an unconscious habit he’d picked up from his old man. “I’ll take over your job, but only if you promise to stay in contact with both of us. If a month goes by and the Queen doesn’t receive a letter from you, I’m gone.”

To Ch 3 - Deal Unfulfilled

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smartoompaa
May. 17th, 2008 09:14 pm (UTC)
wow!
lattelady6
May. 17th, 2008 10:50 pm (UTC)
Again, a huge thanks. I just posted the third chapter. That one to me, is the angstest, if there is such a word. Tomorrow's will get better.
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