the strings that bind us..

chapter 2: The discussion

" heart wants what the heart wants, it is matters of heart that are fickle and that to in love everyone is blind", he was staring at my mother with at most affection with extreme sincerity. My mother, nevertheless with the same look. I could feel the tension in the wind, literally, it was my mother's feelings. then the cart started to tremble due to the force of the wind and my parents immediately let go of there hand .

" is it a problem that he is not by birth rich and the fact that.... the fact he is a peasant..!! ",i didn't where that came from inside of me.

Papas face was horror struck," is that how low you think of me.??",he chuckled.

What now!! he is laughing."i am serious.!! "

" well.. Why don't we postpone this discussion and talk later in a calm relaxed manner ."well at least he didn't shout.

It was a half a day journey with the help of the wind, by my mother ,to reach sicily.my father did do help... We had to cross river Dunham to reach faster.my father pierced the flowing river into two so that the horses would cross the river .he turned and smirked at my mother.

"such a show off "my mother murmured and my father chuckled.

By the time we reached Sicily both of them where very tired .the castle was all the way over the hill on top of the hill vuncun at other end of the Sicily city.

By then people of Sicily had noticed our arrival and stated to bow down as our carriage was passing through.

Sicily was a large ,well populated and a prosperous city. People of the country Sirius were know for their hard work but Thristle is no were close to Sirius in terms of hard work ,we match up to them with the help of brains.

We are part of the great three nations of the north. Thristle, Sirius and last but not the least the great warring nation Kratus.

To the south there are many small, developing nations wish are all allied up to the three nations of the north .Thrislte and Sirius has always maintained a harmonious relationship unlike Kratus.

Kratus's growing ambition caused the great war of cry to which i had lost my grandparents, more so my father had lost his mother.

Kratus lost the war , to the end it could not bear the forces of both Thristle and Sirius together.it was a great war ever to be recorded in the history. since then the kingdom of Kratus has closed itself .second in size between the three nations and highest in population ,the kingdom is filled with both hard working and smart working people. nothing much is ever know about Kratus. All the three countries are connected through a common border.

'The land of no man', where the war was fought for constantly three years.it was before my birth .just after my parents had married. happy times just turned dark over night.

"well were hear",i snapped out of my thought to look at where the cheerful voce came from. mother, she was like a little girl..

"this is the place where i grew up..my home".

"hmm", my father snorted .

"so dear is the place where you stay not home right now dear..??", i could notice sarcasm driping in my father's voice.

"dear stop with the sarcasm, it the place where i grew up no matter what i always has a special place in my heart"

My father turned to me ,"well the first time i came here ,i came here to face her brother in a gruel some to death duel and the second time i came here i came to ask her brother to give his blessing for our marriage ,"both of them laughed in harmony.

He spoke to me with easy as if nothing has happed between us since yesterday, well i was actually ok with it.

I looked out to catch a glimpse of the castle of Sicily, the raven castle ,it was and lived up to it's name.

It was grey and not at all colourful unlike our Tristle castle which is beautiful. filled with trees and all sorts of eye pleasing things rather raven castle is opposite. gloomy and dull .i don't get it, mother grew up in this place.

As the whole front entrance of the castle came into the view. i could see the infantry lining up and bowing as the carriage passed through. Our 6 horsemen where hauled at the middle allowing only the carriage to pass through. I could sense my father stiffen as he left his most trusted guards behind, they where the best in what they do. Six of them had strong elemental affinities. Air, water, wind, earth ,metal and thunder. they where hand picked by my father after the war of cry and where given special training. All of them where orphans, they had no relations and basically to tell, never wanted one.

My mother on the other hand dropped her guard completely and was squealing with joy. It was sort of 'out of character ' behaviour. Still how worse could it get..!!!

"her highness..princess of Sicily, queen of Thristle!! Christina Elizabeth", there was a gap ,"von wincott"' well the last part was dull.

My father let out a grunt.

" his highness, king of Thristle, Kratus bane, hero of cry, Erhart Arthur von Wincott. And princess Suzanna tiara Julia"

And my parents slowly stepped out of the carriage, My father's grip tightened on my mother's shoulder. I slowly stepped out of the carriage and glanced around the soldiers where stiff and stern.

"king of Sicily, highness Shane Warfa von wincott".my mom comes from the blacks and my father is of the whites ,same origins different perspective but hey..!! They are dull and gloomy all the reflects in ones magic.

Uncle..!! He slowly came forward ,looking straight ahead, into my fathers eyes.

"welcome to my humble abroad..!!".

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