Wings: Reyson!

Heart: Zihark!

Wings: Reyson!

Heart: Zihark!

BWSH: What are you two fighting about!

Wings: We're fighting over who's hotter.

BWSH: (Looks over at Heart with a confused expression)

Heart: (Face begins to turn red) What!

BWSH: (Rolls on the floor with laughter)

Heart: What's so funny!

Disclaimer: Not mine T-T

Chapter 8

Fool Of A Heron

The king stood in front of two elegant windows, his back to the door, he said that he had something urgent to discuss with his son. This made Reyson nervous, whenever he had something to discuss it was very important and not always good.

Reyson entered his fathers large room. "Father." Reyson said with a bow.

"Ah, Reyson." The king said as he turned to face his son. "Have a seat." He said motioning toward a chair. Reyson made his way slowly over to the high-backed chair, in front of his father's desk ."How are you?" The king asked as Reyson sat.

"...I am well." Reyson said, not showing his confusion. His father rarely asked him this, his father rarely cared.

"Good, very good. How is Narya?"

This question confused Reyson even more. As much as he didn't care for his son, he cared even less for the blue haired beorc. "She is well."

"Good." There was a thick, uncomfortable silence between the two Herons for a moment.

"Our business today concerns Narya, actually." Said the king, not meeting his son's questioning eyes.

"How so?" Reyson asked. Feeling dread settling into his stomach.

"Well, I believe our friend is causing a problem." The Heron stated. This time he looked at his son. "Narya has been spending a little too much time with a Heron noble."

Reyson knew exactly where this was going. "Father, who I spend my time with isn't any of your business."

"That's where your wrong." Said the king coldly. "I'm your father, I don't want you to get hurt."

These words stunned Reyson. Hurt? "What do you mean?"

"I think we both know what I mean. You've developed feelings for this human." The king said calmly.

"She wouldn't hurt me." Reyson said ignoring his father's inappropriate use of language.

"Not intentionally, maybe" Said the king.

Reyson looked his father square in the eye. He knew what his father was saying, he was saying that Narya couldn't love Reyson back. He knew that, but that didn't change the way he felt. Reyson shifted uneasily in his chair.

" Father..."

"How long?" His father cut him off.

Reyson thought about wether the truth would upset his father. So what if it does? He thought to himself."Two years."

He stared at his son. "Two years." The king rubbed his eyes.

"I can't control my emotions any more than you can control me." Reyson said disobediently.

The king laughed. "Obviously... does she suspect?"

"What does it matter?" Reyson asked, growing tired of his fathers questions.

"It matters."

"I don't believe so." Reyson said truthfully. How could she know?

"You realize that you're a laguz, you'll live so much longer than she will." The king declared.

"Yes."

"You're a fool, Reyson." The king said shaking his head. "You know what these feelings could mean for you, for the kingdom, yet you remain stubborn. You still love her. If you marry her..."

"...What do you mean? Like you said, father, she doesn't care about me. We're not going to get married, she won't be Serenes's queen! Don't worry about it!"

The king looked angry for a moment. He wanted to believe that she didn't love him, but he barely knew the girl. "Don't make me undo any of your mistakes, Reyson... Leave me now. I have quite a bit of thinking to do."

Reyson stared at his father. The king was worried about having a beorc queen upon the Serenes throne. His hatred grew. All his father cared about was his country, he cared little for the happiness of his family. Reyson knew that Narya didn't care for him, but that didn't change the fact that his father wanted to make Reyson believe it.

Reyson stood, and walked toward the bedroom door. As he pulled it open he paused.

"Narya doesn't love me... I guess it's a family curse. Mom never loved you either." With that he left, his father staring dumbstruck after his son.

Heart: BURN! That had to hurt!

Wings: Then who does she love? If not her husband?

BWSH: I'll tell you later.

Wings: OK

Heart: I LOVE REYSON! HE'S AWESOME!

Wings: But I thought you loved Zihark.

Heart:...

Author's note: Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I had Arrows Pierce The Night to introduce to Fanfiction, and my end of the year class trip, so I've been busy. I'm not sure how long it'll be until I can update again, I've got a Band concert this week and final exams coming up (Yes I'm a band geek, I play Oboe, Flute, and Guitar!). I know that this chapter wasn't all that good, but I hope you enjoyed it anyways.

-BWSH