"So, what do you plan for our wedding, dear?" Kianu asked her.
"Well I was thinking we should," And she went about how lavish and fancy their wedding should be. As it would accompany Kianu's birthday, and corronation ceremony, it should be really special, for such a special day. She told him how she wanted all the other kings to attend, and how they'd have lace and frills everywhere. She wanted her wedding outside in a beautiful garden, filled with the most beautiful flowers, shrubs, and trees. Kianu listened, but never said any objection. If shhe wanted it, he would have it done.
"And I want your mother to come too." she said. That sparked a little flame inside of him.
"Why my mother?" he said suddenly. He had never told Xiandra he didn't have a mother, and neither did anybody else. Kianu always told her she was on an epic quest to save the kingdom, and that she would return soon.
"Why, Kianu, of course your mother has to be there, it's your wedding day, corronation day, and 15th birthday!" she said incredulously. "Why shouldn't she be there?" Xiandra said. Kianu turned to face her fully.
"There's something I've neglected to tell you, Xiandra, and I need to get this burden off my back now." Kianu, said taking hold of her arms, and taking her back down down the stairs.
"Where are we going, we will be late to meet with your father!" she said as she tried to keep up with Kianu's quick strides.
"I need to show you something. Be quick my sweet, for we must lose no time!" He ran down the hall an made left turn. He ran almost all the way to the back part of the castle, by which time Xiandra was so tired she plopped down on the floor, panting hard. He remained looking at a certain picture on the wall.
"Who is that?" Xiandra asked between breaths. "I don't believe I've ever seen her before."
"You haven't seen her before. She was my mother. She still is, in a way." Kianu replied. " She was murdered by a bandit from the southern kingdom, because a one point she aided King Altair, and so in return she asked him to raise me, because she knew she was going to die that day"Xiandra made a small gasping noise and said, "She is very beautiful."
"Was." Kianu corrected. "My mother died, so technically she is no longer my mother." Xiandra said nothing, wanting him to continue.
"I was made his son, and everyone believed I was really his son. Maybe they didn't, but no one objected to it. And so I lived as if I were a prince, training with the other warriors." He finished. Xinadra gazed up at him with a slighlty sad expression.
"So I'm not really marrying a prince?" she asked, as she picked a rock up off the floor, not looking into his eyes.
"I'm a prince, but not by blood. You still want to marry me, don't you?" he asked.
"Well, I thought when I agreed to marry you, I was going to marry a real prince. But now-"
"I may not be a real prince, but you still love me right?" Somewhere deep down he wanted her to say no. He quickly erased that thought.
"I-I do. But I thought I would marrying a prince." she said again. "What would my father think?"
"What your father doesn't know won't hurt him." Kianu said as he started walking back to his father's study. He left her there to ponder her thoughts.
When he reached his father's study, he knocked three times on the door. Altair's voice boomed from within.
"Enter."
"Father, forgive my being late. I had another matter to attend to before I came." he bowed to his father.
"It's all right, Kianu. Now please sit down. I want to ask you something."
"What is it fother" Kianu asked as he sat in one of the comfy chairs in fromt of his father's desk. The walls were lined wiht many books, thick and thin. THe ceiling had a chandelier hanging from it, so it cast rainbows on all of the walls from the setting sun.
"Kianu, how are you faring with your training? Anything I should know about, whether it has to do with training or not?" he asked.
"Well, I...when I sparred with Lars, he tried to cheat by pulling a dagger. It would've been unfair, so I ended the match as soon as I saw it." Kianu explained. Altair nodded. "Anything else?" he said.
Kianu decided it better not to tell Altair about Xainadra's and his venture to the back of the castle to see his mother's painting. "No, I've nothing else to share." he said.
"Very well we will begin studying about our ancestry today. I want to teach you all about the great kings and queens of past rulings, and how each were different." Altair began when he believed Kianu had finished.
"You mean your ancestors? They aren't mine." Kianu said bitterly.
"Now Kianu, you are just as much family and heir to his castle as these past kings. And you're going to be better than all the rest."
"Can you tell me of my ancestry? Of my mother and her family? I'd like to hear of how she helped you." Kainu interrupted. Altair looked down at him disapprovingly for interupting, but said after a moment, "Very well. You wish to know of your mother? So I shall tell you. Make yourself comfortable, this may take awhile."
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