Chapter 4-A Kings Wrath

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"It is our privilege to have you with us,Gabriella."

His voice.So captivating and
comforting.It was..ethereal.

"All of you have been so gracious."

"My son and the captain seem quite fond of you."

"I'm fond of them."I confessed.

"Your congeniality draws others to you,my lady."

It does???

Again he was searching my eyes,the way I do a opponent.

What is this?What's happening right now?

"Surely you must know that."

"If you say so."

"You must have many friends,"he said,glancing my way,"-suitors, perhaps?"

I didn't like the direction this
conversation was taking.

"Not really."

"The soul has no secret the eyes do not reveal.Yours,my lady,wish to tell me much."

Tell me.You will tell me why you're here!

"I've always been told I have a old soul." I tried to quip,falling short.

I always joke when I'm uncomfortable.

"And what of your family?"

"My family?"

"Is it costumary they should let females travel, unattended?"

Wow.He certainly asks alot of questions.I can't really get into that!He will see right through me!

"I'm a big girl,I can take care of myself."

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We found ourselves back in the throne room,smiling,as we approached the awaiting Legolas and Tauriel,who seemed more than a little astonished by this.

I don't know them,or their family dynamic,but these reactions just seemed...off.

"Ah.We have found them."the king crooned happily,smiling at them both, then back at me,"How spent you must be.Have arrangements been made for our guest?"he said,turning to a guard.

"As you commanded,my king."

"Arrangements?"I said, confused.

Oh no.

I immediately went on full alert.

"It was my honor."his gentle smile more of a veiled smirk now.

"That's very gracious of you,my Lord. But I'm afraid I need to be on my way."

"What?No.I simply won't hear of it."he returned,stepping away and slowly ascending the stairs to his throne.His tone had developed a edge,"You've only just awoken from near death."he said, with a slightly raised brow.

What's happening here?That seemed to have a hint of..... insincerity?Insinuation?

"I am fine,your majesty.I assure you.I must return to my homeland."

His whole demeanor changed,like flipping a switch.

"Your homeland.Where precisely is this - homeland?"

"My home?"I repeated,buying time.

"You do have one,do you not?"

"Far away,I'm afraid."

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