CHAPTER 38

Mark paced nervously in his office, Amiley was missing, and so was Syrah and all her sisters. The Agoras wasn't his cause to worry, it was Amiley, she was missing for a while now and hearing news of her fast departure after Syrah didn't make it better. He had sent out any available hand to ride the country side looking for his wife, the woman could definitely bring him to his knees right now.

He wanted to go out and look for her himself, but Kane had advised him that the King needed to stay here in case she came back. Why would she run off like that? Mark couldn't understand it, it was usually Syrah chasing after Amiley, not the other way around. She even sneaked out of her window, just like she did the night the three of them went to Gossamer Lake one night.

The doors busted open as Kane came running in, the look on his brother's face was not encouraging, "No one's seen Amiley, but we did find a few Agoras surrounding a farm house."

"Where the fuck is she?" Mark slammed his hand hard on the granite desk, unaware of the pain in his hand now.

"I don't know and it's pouring like cats and dogs out there." Kane replied as he looked out the window.

"What the fuck would send her off chasing her mother?" Mark continued his pacing, "I'm getting a very bad feeling Kane. I feel sick to my stomach."

"That's because you love her." Kane grinned, "I knew you'd fall in love with her."

"Oh shut up." Mark growled, "How the Hell was I supposed to know that behind that ugly duckling was a swan?"

"Nice analogy." Kane laughed, "You still kicking yourself in the ass for leaving?"

"Yeah, more each day." Mark sat back down at his desk and looked solemnly, "If I would have stayed, then maybe Martinezo wouldn't have gone so far. I was such a fucken dick! But I can't think of the past, I have to concentrate on the now, to what's most important. Amiley."

Syrah rushed into the room, drenched in rain, "Marcus, we have a grave situation!"

"Where the Hell is my wife?!" Mark demanded as he moved around the desk to Syrah, he didn't like the look on her face.

"I…I do not know where she is, Marcus…" There was fear and panic in her eyes.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't know where she is?" Mark was getting angry and panicky, Syrah always knew where Amiley was at all times.

"There are complications! She ran off on her horse…" She didn't want to tell him why.

"What complications Syrah?! Why was Amiley running off?!" Mark was pacing again as a hoard of emotions rambled his mind.

"She ran off because of Sara! Marcus, she knows everything now!" Might as well let it all out now Syrah was thinking.

"What are you talking about? What does she know? Sara's not here! Why the fuck would Amiley run off and disappear…" Mark was too stricken with fright for his wife's safety to think.

"Sara is here!" Syrah shouted back, Mark paused and stared at her frozen as Kane came to a quick attention.

"What?" Mark gazed back at her confused.

"Martinezo had sent one of his men, the assassin no doubt, to capture your human whore to bring before the court and testify to your affair. She escaped and was found by a family of farmers…"

"That's why there were Agoras at that farm house…" Kane came to realization.

"They found Sara and nursed her back to health…" Syrah continued, she could read Mark's face to tell what he was thinking, "…it was luck that the farmer met up with an Angora and told her about the human."

"In the dungeon…" Mark's mind became clear for a moment, "…you had to leave in a hurry…that Angora told you there that they had Sara…"

"Yes. And I believe that Amiley had followed me from the castle, I believed she was still in her craft room on the other side of the castle. She followed me at the farm house to meet with the human…"

"You were going to kill her, weren't you?" Mark demanded to know.

"Of course Marcus! She is a threat to this Kingdome and it will be a cold day in Hell before I allow a mere human whore to ruin this land…"

"Stop calling Sara a whore!" Mark shouted at Syrah, "What the fuck happened with Amiley!"

"She stopped me from killing her." Syrah's heart grew heavy, "Sara told her everything, and how I made you come back here to be with Amiley…"

Mark's face became white as a ghost, "Oh no…"

"Oh yes Marcus. Amiley knows that you were forced to come here, she was infuriated with me and you. She believes your love was just an act to save Sara from my hands. That is when she ran off back to the castle to throw you out, but she never made it."

"Oh Gods…Amiley…" Mark began to pace in fear again, "…what happened?"

"I do not know…I found her stallion in a fury and her bow. I suspected that she was knocked off the horse by a branch since it was so hard to see in the rain, but I never found her at all! I know she was captured by Martinezo! We have to find her!"

Syrah was a very still warrior, even for her people, but she didn't see Mark's angry fist hit her hard square in the face. Her body flew back and hit the hard stone wall hard, she had to catch her breath but a large heavy foot pressed against her chest. She looked up from the ground, the look on Mark's face was truly frightening.

"Because of your stupidity, my innocent wife is in the hands of the enemy! I swear Syrah, if she dies, I will impale you alive on a pike in the middle of the town square! I want you to bring in every Agora you can get a hold of and FIND HER!!!! NOW GET OUT!!!"

Syrah raised herself slowly and walked out of the room without a word, Mark ran over to his and grabbed his sword, he was going to make Martinezo pay for this.

"What do we do now?" Kane asked, ready for action.

"Martinezo has Amiley, I'm going to cut him inch by inch until he tells me where she is." Mark replied as he strapped his sheath to his side.

"Um…what about Sara?" Kane couldn't help but ask.

Mark paused for a moment, "Oh fuck…Sara's here…"

"Yeah, the other wife." Deep down inside and at any other time, Kane would be on the ground laughing at his brother for being in stuck a love triangle, but with Amiley missing, it really wasn't that funny out loud.

"I know this sounds unfair to her, but I can't worry about Sara when Amiley is missing, at least I know that Sara's safe for now." Mark ran his hand through his long hair in frustration, "I don't know what to do with her."

"I think you should at least go talk to her, it would be a great time to tell her that you're not going back to the Human world with her…or will?"

"No Kane, I've made my choice and I'm sticking with it. I know I still love Sara, but Amiley is just more than just my preordained wife. Even if she's pissed at me, she can't stay mad at me for long. Oh man, she probably thinks that I don't really love her…FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I don't know what I would do if anything happens to my Ami…"

Kane rested a hand on his brother's shoulder, "I know Mark, we'll find her. After all, Syrah is her mother, she'll get Amiley back. I think you should take this time though and at least go tell Sara what's going on…"

"She at least deserves that much." Mark paced a few times, wondering if he should join the search now for his poor frightened wife, or talk to his second wife and tell her that their life together is over, and should never have been.

Yes, Mark still loved Sara, but he found something else with Amiley, a pure unadulterated love she had for him, even when she was angry with him. He loved her for the gallant Queen she was and the tigress she could be.

Yes, he would clear everything with Sara first, tell her that she was going back to her world alone. Mark's place was here, with his wife and their Kingdome. As it should have been. He never really understood what duty really meant until he came back, Amiley had showed him the truth. It was loyalty and love, for herself and her people, that was duty.

He was going to make her understand that he did truly love her and planed to stay with her for all their lives. He didn't care how long it would take, he understood the gravity of the betrayal she was feeling. He would spend the rest of his life making her feel like the most loved woman on this world, and be happy doing it, he loved her that much.