Again sorry these chapters are taking so long to be put up, I just don't have that much time. So here goes another short chapter, again sorry for the shortness, it better than nothing lol :)
Chapter Seven
Amber stood in shock. She couldn't breathe, or move. "Father….mother…" that's all that ran through he mind. Now after all this time this man claims to be her father. Why wasn't she rejecting it, fighting, saying no, asking for a DNA test, anything. Amber didn't have to, the woman in the picture was her, yet not, it was he mother and the resemblance was unmistakable.
Wolfe sat up surprised. He played with the king's daughter, well short of. He remembered being a little cub and his parents taking him to see the child of King Wendell and Queen Avarielle:
"She is just precious, Avarielle" Virginia said as she held the tiny infant in her arms.
"Mommy can I see" little Wolfe asked as he stood on tip toes to try and see the baby his mother was holding. At the time Wolfe was about four years old.
"Sure you can buddy" Wolf scoops his son in his arms and got closer so he could the child. Baby Amber smiled at Wolfe.
"She pretty. One day me going to marry her."
Wolfe let the memory fade "Huff Puff…marry her" he said softly to himself
Wendell looks at the expression on the young woman's face. "I know this all must seem crazy to you, and I am sorry it shocks you so. I would not blame you if you returned to your home and forget about this place, and me."
Amber looks at him. "I don't want to forget, I want to know who you are, and why you gave me up." Amber noted there was something in the mans eyes when she asked why he gave her up, she new it wasn't by choice. "I else want to know where I am."
"The fourth kingdom, ruled by your father, King Wendell White, the grandson of Queen Snow White" Wolfe explained.
"What, as in Snow White, like the fairytale?" Amber did not understand
"Just like the fairytale. I know you may not understands this or believe this but fairytales are really real."