Chapter 36
Lloyd and Colette
Lloyd sat at the kitchen table reading Kratos' latest reply. He read it slowly then realized that if he was telling the truth that he had been involved with the people responsible for his mother's death. He now believed him, what kind of fool would take the time to make this up? He began writing his reply:
Dear Kratos,
I suppose in the position you were in it would have been hard for you to raise me. What I don't understand is why you would associate with the people who killed Anna. When you mentioned Martel did you mean Martel who we (we as in me Zelos, Raine, yeah…) met in Derris Kharlan whom you told me to stay away from? If so why does she matter?
Your Son, Lloyd
He decided that he would fail to mention his current stance with Colette. If Kratos wanted to care for him as a father he could ask or something. Besides he was still unsure if he could trust him. He looked at the clock it was ten at night, Colette was still up reading in their room. Lloyd got up and put his letter in the mailbox and went upstairs to see if Colette was still up.
Colette turned the page and continued reading the line she had not quite finished yet. Colette started her response to Presea:
Dear Presea,
Who are you with? You are okay yes? I hope you're well. Thanks for your support, you always seem to cheer me up.
Yours truly, Colette
Colette put it on the nightstand and went back to reading. She closed the book and looked down at her ring. Its silver band shimmered in the light from the lamp. The large blue diamond sat in it, perched upon a metal crown of intricate spirals. It reflected a blue light onto the sheets of the bed. She then looked up and saw Lloyd coming down the hall to their room. She smiled and sighed as he came up to her and kissed her forehead softly.
"Hey Colette."
"Hey…"
"You really like that ring don't you?"
She nodded at him.
She got up and went over to her closet and found her nightclothes. She continued the conversation as she changed.
"So, are all the invitations out?"
"Yes."
"Thanks Lloyd." She said as she took her current dress off. She slid her nightgown over herself and went back over to the bed and laid down. Lloyd lie down next to her and laid back.
"Colette, I think Kratos is telling the truth."
"About being your father?"
"Yeah."
"Well, would he go to all the trouble to tell you and everything if he wasn't?"
"That's what I thought."
"Yeah, but are you inviting him?"
"I don't know, I need to talk to him in person. And he made mention of Martel and I don't know why, what has she got to do with him? She is pretty though…"
"Lloyd…" She said as she gave him a nasty look.
"Fine, she's hideous, but still how does she fit in with him?"
"I have no clue." She said as she smiled at him.
"Me either."
"I guess he'll tell you at some point."
"He better tell me, it's got me really curious."
"I wonder why he mentioned her too…it is kind of odd."
"But he told us to stay away from her remember?"
"Yeah, but why?"
"Maybe he didn't want me to fall in love with her."
"As if Lloyd! Anyone could tell you liked me then, it wasn't a secret you know."
"No, I didn't like you then."
"Lloyd don't try to out smart me. You know you can't."
"You're so mean to me." He said laughing.
"Sorry…" She said apologetically.
"No, I really don't care."
She smiled and kissed him good night and turned over and started to fall asleep.
Lloyd couldn't sleep though, he had to know how anything made sense. Why would Martel matter? She wasn't with him so why did she matter? Anna was his mother not Martel so why is she in the picture? Lloyd tossed and turned for a few hours before he too fell asleep.
