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I Want to Tell You a Story

Chapter 5

"Viktor, I keep telling you I'm all right," a stubborn spoke with a slight pout that made him look even younger than he already had. The newly appointed King shook his head and said, "you're not getting out of the bed without help. What makes you think you're well enough to go back on the streets?" It had only been a week since Viktor was appointed to being king and Heine was still recovering from the time he had been imprisoned. However, Heine didn't think about himself or even about his baby. He was concerned with the children who were probably out in the cold, starving and getting sick.

Viktor looked at is mate worriedly as the other tried to get out of bed with shaky legs, but when he was about to fall over, the king quickly caught him. "There now, easy," he said. "I can't have my Queen hurting himself."

"I'm not your Queen," Heine stated firmly. "I don't have a royal bone in my body."

"Nonsense, you're my mate, and you're carrying my heir," Viktor said and placed a hand on the other's swelling abdomen. "You're as much my mate as any woman who I would have married."

Heine was helped back into bed. Viktor tucked him on with some fussing on Heine's part, "but the orphans-"

"They'll be okay. Remember my promise to you? I'm setting up a place where they can all be safe and warm and have education, including yourself." Viktor said. "While you're resting, I thought perhaps I could assign you a tutor to teach you how to read and write," Viktor said.

Heine nodded once; appreciation screamed from his eyes as he was blessed to be given an education, food, a warm place to sleep, and to have the knowledge that Viktor was alive and well.

The news that the king had illegally mated with a commoner spread throughout the nation. The identity of the Omega was never revealed, but the fact that this was a male omega caused a stir. Male omegas weren't even counted as citizens a decade ago, and while they were still around, many people refused to service them and often, omegas were sent to institutions that the mentally ill were sent. They saw being an omega was an illness that needed to be contained and destroyed.

All of the mass hysteria over omegas was because of the Catholic Church. They forbade same sex consummation and marriage, and the church was the ones who were seen as the King. While the two served each other, the people could always turn on their king and start a revolution, but to turn on the church was unthinkable.

During the war, I had to go led the fight and left Heine in what I thought were capable hands. Very few staff knew he was even there since I made sure that his room was hidden. What I didn't know was that the High Priest had visited Heine…

Heine was practicing writing skills on some parchment paper. He was getting better at writing every day, and his comprehension skills were already high for him. Heine was seven months along in his pregnancy when he someone had opened the door. Heine thought it would have been his tutor or one of the maids, but he knew that they would have knocked first.

He turned and saw a man in white with gold trimmings and a red sash that hung from his shoulders. Heine knew instantly who this man was, and stood up and bowed to him. "Priest Weislinger," Heine said with high regard. "I am truly honored to meet you."

The priest was a senior man but not so old that he was weak and frail. This man was a fierce force, and Heine could sense that by his mere stance alone.

"My son, please stand," he said and offered his hand to the small omega, "you should not stress your body while you are with child," he said. Heine looked up, and with the priest's help, he stood up. "Please Father, may I ask what brings you to my room," Heine said.

"Well my child, you must understand that I come here to offer you something that you want," Weislinger said. "I was informed with the help you have done with the orphans. I must say, I am impressed with how you taught the children how to help themselves," the priest praised. "The king had come to me and requested that I help commission a church for the children to live and learn in."

Heine's heart swelled, and he felt happiness from that. "Really? You're building a church for them?"

"I will, but under a few conditions," the priest said. Heine's hope was quickly gone as he listened to the Priest. "What conditions?"

"You must teach the children yourself," he said with a smile.

"Me?" Heine was taken back by that. "I…don't think I'm eligible to teach them as a teacher can," Heine said and rubbed his stomach. "I'm still a student myself."

"My son, do not discredit yourself so quickly," Weislinger assured. His words were like honey, "I cannot think of anyone else who would be perfect for this position."

Heine thought about that teaching. He thought about all of the kids who probably missed him dearly, and the promise that he would help Viktor achieve his vision of a perfect nation. Heine also took this as a sign from God, and his promise to serve him if Viktor.

This was his calling! This was what God wanted him to do with his life! "I'll do it!" Heine proclaimed. "I want to teach the orphans!"

"Excellent my son," the priest said, "however, this means that you cannot stay in the palace or claim a spot as Queen."

"I don't want to be Queen. I just want to teach and help my orphans." Heine said.

The priest nodded, "of course, I'll make the arrangements for the church to be built, and in the meantime, I hope you care for yourself. After all, the sins of the parents should not reflect the child." The Priest said that in a menacing tone.

Heine snapped his head up and asked, "wait…What does that mean?"

The priest glowered down at the Omega now, no longer keeping the friendly façade. "Understand this omega. You and your kind are an abomination on our Earth. We would have never accepted you like as a Queen, even if you are so-called mated to our King," Weislinger stated. "But we do not view children as harshly as we view their parents. We believe that children are free from sins of their parents, but this means that your baby will also not claim any form of the title of royalty." He said. "This teaching position is more of a means of making use of a horrible situation. King Viktor has already shown his leadership skills and the heirs he produces with his true Queen will be true heirs of the realm. You and your bastard child will be forgotten and never spoken of again."

Heine was baffled, and he felt the hurt course through him. He was shell-shocked from what he was told and felt like a complete idiot. Yes, he was a devoted follower of God. Viktor's life showed his faith following through, but to be away from Viktor now.

Was it his duty to be away from his mate?

It was just him and a few servants and a midwife who aided the birth. Heine had been in labor for two days and bled endlessly. When he finally gave birth on the first of January, the castle grew quiet. I know this because I had walked in just as the baby's cries rang through the castle.

Viktor ran through the castle in search for Heine. He could hear the baby's cries grow louder with each step he took. Two guards stood in the doorway, but they allowed Viktor passage. He opened the doors and revealed Heine and the newborn baby.

A smile crept on Viktor's face, "Heine!" He ran over but froze in his place when he saw the child. The baby was small, and still had blood from his birth still over his flesh, but what disturbed Viktor was the baby's hair color.

It was black. The baby had black hair!

Heine was holding the baby in his arms, opening his eyes weakly to see Viktor there. He smiled to see Viktor.

Viktor was furious. If that was his child, shouldn't he have hair the color of the sun or as red as fire like Heine's? "You…whore!" Viktor screamed. Heine was taken back by Viktor's loud voice. It made the baby cry again, and he forced himself away from the room. Heine forced himself to sit up and was crying. "Viktor! Viktor! VIKTOR!"

The king had never felt so betrayed before. His heart ached. How could Heine deceive him like this? He could hear Heine screaming for Viktor, and he can hear the child crying. He couldn't stand to even look at Heine in the face right now.

Heine left as soon as he could walk and took the baby with him. But I had made a promise, and I kept it, so I commissioned for the church to be built and all of the orphans now had a place to stay. A place to eat. A please to learn. Heine, a man who couldn't read or write, now was teaching these children.

I had visited the church a few years later after the war had ended after I had married…only to discover the greatest mistake of my life…