Chap 9

It was not a gradual wakening but a sudden burst of speed as he shouted Rhiannon's name and tried to rise from the bed.

Jack held him gently and coaxed him back into the covers as he shook and moaned with pain.

"She's gone, I'm so sorry" Ianto moaned as Jack settled the covers back cover his lean form.

"Hush, it's going to be alright" Jack soothed.

"No, it isn't is it." Ianto said quietly, his grey eyes locked onto Jack's blue "We're going to be at war for ever!"

Jack sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Shame I'm not a girl or we could still salvage this fiasco" Ianto sighed as sleep took him again.

Jack stood staring at the young man sleeping in the bed as his mind spun.

Finally with a huff he left the room and headed for the room of records.

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"Yes, my dear Prince. It is recorded somewhere …" the old man pushed his glasses back up his nose and pushed his plate away as he searched the old tomes.

The Keeper of the Records was an eccentric old man that Jack always found strangely in mid-meal.

"Ah!" he finally cried, pulling a book from a towering stack with amazing speed, causing the books to fall in perfect order as the stack remained upright.

"Now, let's see … Hmmm" the old man opened the book and flicked through the pages then stopped with his finger half way down the page.

"Hah, here it is. In the case of Royal Regency seeking a bonding of with polar bloodline, if no offspring is warranted then the matter of the polar being male or female is immaterial if said bonding is required for the blending of bloodlines through name or blood" the old man leaned back and stared at Jack who was pacing.

"So the fact that I have heirs and any bond is not subject to offspring, does that mean I can marry one of the same sex?" Jack finally asked.

"Well yes. It wouldn't be the first time. These have been twin Queens and I believe your ancestor …" the man flicked through pages again "four centuries ago King Andrew married his dead wife's brother to keep the family name and bloodline intact."

"So, I can still save this treaty?" Jack grinned, then spun on his heel and left the room as the old man shook his head in wonder as he reached for his meal. Royalty. Mad lot!