Chapter 37

4 months later

Queen Genevieve

Genevieve was looking outside her open doors that led to the balcony; she enjoyed the fresh air; she was now nine months pregnant and was due any day. She seemed spaced out; she didn't even notice that her husband Derek was standing right next to her until he extended one of his arms around her shoulders and hugged her.

Then he used his other one to put around her round stomach; she turned around to look up at Derek's eyes.

"Derek, I'm worried…. It's been four months since we've had an attack; we have been happy for quite a while. I'm afraid I think Levi is planning on doing something terrible." Said Genevieve.

She saw Derek looking at her with a bit of worry, "Don't worry about it, Genevieve, and if he was planning something, I would never let anything happen to you two." Said Derek.

She was happy to hear that, but something inside her told her they better be prepared because she felt that something was about to approach them.

"Why don't we take a walk around the gardens before dinner." Said Derek.

"Alright then, let's go, Derek." Said Genevieve.

They walked around the gardens and stopped by the fountain where they had their first dance as husband and wife; they took a seat, then Genevieve started smiling as Derek noticed her smiling.

"What is Genevieve?" said Derek.

"It's nothing, just… just that I remember when my sisters and I got are new shoes the day before Rowena arrived, remember that day?" said Genevieve.

"How could I not remember that was the day Felix told me that I ruined my chance with you, whenever I gave you your shoes then went with the twins to help them with their shoes. He seems to be enjoying himself with Twila, I hope they don't run into trouble with the veterinary, but I think they'll be okay for now." Said Derek.

"Oh, you mean that thing he said before you gave me my shoes, I thought it was cute. At least you didn't have older sisters teasing you; whenever night came, my sister and I had a little chat about you." Said Genevieve.

Genevieve saw that Derek was surprised about this, "Really?" asked Derek.

"Yes, they were all making fun of me because they saw passed me; they knew I really liked you. And started asking me questions trying to see what I would say about you." Said Genevieve as Derek seemed intrigued.

"Do tell me more, dear wife of mine." Said Derek smirking as Genevieve smiled and continued.

"For instance, Fallon would talk about how cute you are; obviously, back then, I didn't want them to know since I wasn't sure if you liked me too. So, I told her if she said so, then Ashlyn said that maybe the problem was that you weren't a prince." Genevieve saw that Derek was hit by this because it was true; he was a shoe cobbler before they got married.

"And that was true, Genevieve, I wasn't. I sometimes wondered if it was even possible for you to love me; I was nothing but a cobbler." Said Derek.

"But I told her that I didn't care that you weren't a prince, a king, or an emperor, and till this day, I never nor will ever regret marrying you." Said Genevieve.

"Really? Genevieve." Said Derek.

"Of course, Derek, I love you and will never regret marrying you." Said Genevieve.

"I will always love you too, Genevieve." Said Derek.

King Levi

He watched as his soldiers had been training for four months now; thanks to Willard's warning, the soldiers had had enough time to prepare. They were sure that they were now ready to fight.

"My dear Levi, are you certain we are ready for battle?" asked Willard.

"Yes, I am positive; we trained long enough." Said Levi.

"But what if something happens?" Said Willard.

"Like what?" said Levi as he looked at his window.

"I hope you are ready, king Derek; this time, you won't be so lucky; I will take away the kingdom." Said Levi.

"Don't you mean 'we' will take his kingdom?" Said Willard; Levi turned around and laughed at him.

"Are you serious? I'm the one who married Courtney; I've planned this since day one. All my guards are fighting except for those living here in the castle; all you did was warn me and put a few guards. So, if you think about it, it's my kingdom; you can be second in command while I rule." He said, smirking.

"Or your other option would be to leave, and I know you wouldn't betray me because everyone who ends up betraying me dies." Explained Levi.

"What about your brother? Are you capable of killing him too?" asked Willard.

"Well, you see, that one is a challenge, he is my brother, but he betrayed me like my wife did. If they don't die, they will be given a punishment; I can't have my brother fall in love with some stupid girl!" said Levi; he was about to continue until Willard cut him off.

"Why? What would happen if he fell for some girl? She's just a girl; who knows, maybe she'll be a peasant?" said Willard as Levi looked at him as if he was about to kill him.

"You Idiot! You don't get it, do you!? If he falls, the girl can easily be a princess; he's surrounded by them every day! He becomes king in the princess's land if they get married, but he can take back this kingdom if someone is already ruling! Especially because the warrant on my arrest will automatically make them King and Queen of Thraas!" Exclaimed Levi.

"It won't matter if the GIRL is a peasant or a princess if his wife gives him a…. a… Heir, I'm done for! That would make him have every right to have the kingdom back unless he states that he doesn't want to be king, but he will never say that. As for me, my wife left me; how in the hell I'm supposed to have a… Heir? My lovely wife can't do anything; we took a vow at our lovely wedding, we stay together until the day we die." Said Levi.

"What are you going to do then, Levi?" asked Willard.

"I'm going to have to send my brother with my dear parents." Said Levi.

"Levi!? Are you serious?! Surely you must be joking?" exclaimed Willard.

"How do you think I feel, Willard!? He's my own flesh in blood, Willard! But he has betrayed me, and now he must pay; if it's not him, maybe he'll have someone for me to have fun with." Said Levi as he continued to watch his guards prepare for the battle that was about to occur.