A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with a new chapter of The Royals!
So I hope this is up and ready as soon as possible, but just in case it isn't, I am starting this after posting Chapter 11 of A-Z For MBAV! So yeah. Sorry in advance if this comes late. But hey! It is here, and that is all that's important :)
Last chapter was a bit of a woozy, no? Ethan getting stabbed, and some revelations about the workers at the kingdom. They should really work on that type hiring, huh? Jokes! But some shit is going down in the next chapters, like Ethan, and Sarah, where Benny is, why the heck the chef and the butler is in on this? Who knows? I do! Jokes! But this chapter is kind of a filler chapter [but equally suspenseful] to the next chapter, because that is where most of the action will happen. But stay happy, because guess what? There is going to be a revealed secret in this chapter! Whoo!
Shoutouts to...
funkybananas47- Yup! Definitely! Shit is going down, and I am excited as hell! Let's celebrate! *Pops the champagne and releases the balloons.* Jokes! And I missed you too, girl! Equal words to you! I hope you enjoy this chapter! Because I am! Thanks for the review!
MBAV fan66- Many questions, indeed, fanfic buddy! Why is the throne so important to the chef and the butler, and how are they going to claim it? Just how? I have some interesting plot twists in this chapter, fanfic buddy! Jokes! And yup! This kingdom is falling apart. Le sigh! But all is fair in the game of Fanfiction, no? Jokes! Thanks for the review as always, fanfic buddy!
123456789vampire- Hmm! Interesting question, my friend. Surprised you picked up on that. I suppose all is not to what it seems, no? Jokes! But hopefully, all answers are here by the end of the story, right? Right! Jokes! Thanks for the review!
And with that, let us begin yet another suspense filled chapter of The Royals! I hope you are as excited as I am! Things are finally falling into place for me. I am finally starting to think of how I want to end this...you won't see it coming ;)
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The Royals: Chapter 12: Lockdown
The chef and the butler didn't get too far. Ross' guards caught them down the hall, and - with shear force - were able to throw the two in prison cells. There was a longing in their eyes as they were separated, but Ross gave no pity. The two automatically received a death sentence at their arrest, for not only turning on the kingdom, but for stabbing the prince [and soon to be king] in the chest. Frankly, stabbing anyone would be a crime, so this was just like adding something even worse onto a bad sentence.
Now Sarah was sitting in the hospital room of the kingdom, her head hanging low as tears ran down her cheeks. Ethan was in critical condition, and no one knew if he could survive or not. The stab was fatal, landing straight through his chest and nearly cutting a lung. It honestly missed the heart by an inch. Sarah couldn't bear to hear the news, and she honestly couldn't stop crying. She sent a message to her parents that she would be staying in the kingdom until the recovery, and of course, they agreed. They sent their prayers to the family as well, who graciously accepted them.
The whole kingdom was in despair at the news of the prince being stabbed, but no real details were noted, like how the chef and the butler planned the attack, or how this was during a dangerous and dark time for the Morgan family, and anyone else they dragged into this mess.
So Sarah just sat by Ethan's unconscious body, seeing how is blood pressure was dropping, along with his heart beat. Sarah couldn't watch this as she whispered a song through her tears, directing it to her boyfriend/fiancee.
"Watch the night, it closes in," She whispered, pausing to wipe the tears that kept on flowing. "A sun begins to rise." She looked at Ethan's stilled face and heaved a heavy sigh as she continued to sing their song.
"The girl and boy who always meet, return to lives, so far behind-"
Suddenly, Ethan started to jerk and cultivate in the bed, his heart beat starting to pounce up and down as Sarah swore, he began to lose his life. She shot up, startled as she called for nurses and doctors.
"Anyone! Somebody, please! HELP!" She cried, tears streaming as a flood of paramedics and doctors rushed in. They ushered the crying Sarah out of the room as she heard a long single beep. Her eyes widened in fear.
Was...was Ethan dead?
"Sarah?"
A voice breathed out from behind her, making her turn around, sticky and salty tears scratched on her cheek. She gasped she felt something overwhelm her. It sent shivers down her spine.
She ignored it however, as she saw the boy in front of her and ran up to him with tears flowing down both their eyes.
"Rory," She gasped out as she looked at the boy straight in the eye. "I...I think Ethan is dead." She said quietly, crying into his shoulder. Rory couldn't say anything as he just hugged her, sharing the moment of embrace. Sarah couldn't stop crying as Rory cupped his hands on her sticky cheeks.
"Sarah, I-"
Sarah stared into Rory's eyes as she kissed him, doing it with passion, but no love whatsoever. Rory's eyes widened, but he eventually deepened into the kiss. Suddenly, Rory snapped out of that little daze and pulled away abruptly. Sarah looked at him in shock, eyes glazed as she looked at Rory, wiping her teary eyes.
"What...what happened?" She whispered. Rory, slightly infuriated, pushed her away quite furiously.
"Why the hell did you kiss me?!" He yelled, no one noticing the glimpse of blonde hair rushing out through the shadows. Sarah, who looked as confused as he was, frowned as she looked at the blonde earnestly.
"Why would I kiss you?! I am in love with the boy who is dying, if not already dead! Why on earth would I kiss you?" She stammered with utter confusion. Rory frowned. "You...you don't remember?" He asked. Sarah shook her head, clueless.
How could she not remember something that happened a minute ago?
She ran all the way to the woods, dodging trees and branches, and nearly tripping on her dress. Here she thought she was a gift to the kingdom, something special to the prince, and worthy of her presence. But instead, she was just a strumpet. Something that was used.
She was no one.
She ran all the way to a small house in the middle of the forest, seeing it once more in its aged glory. She fled into the house, closing her eyes in fear of what was to come. Was she really doing this? Was it right anymore?
Of course it's right. She was right.
She entered the house, which was a bit bigger than she remembered. An elderly women stood in the middle of the room, brewing up some potions casually and what not. When she saw her enter, she closed a book that laid beside her and saw the tears that ran down her servant's eyes. The young girl sniffled and broke down to gut-wrenching sobs. The elderly, a glimpse of happiness and mischief in her eyes, hugged the girl tightly.
"You were right, master," She wept into her shoulder. "He...he doesn't love me. He loves another. You were always right! Always!" She wailed. The elder smiled behind the hug.
"Oh dear," She said maliciously. "I am sorry."
She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at the unconscious boy that hung on the wall. He was barely snoozing, and his emerald eyes were shut closed. His head laid on his chest, and his chest rose up and down, to indicate that he was still alive, but to her, he very well looked like the dead.
"I am going to help you. Now I have a reason to." She said with determination.
The elder smiled; it was falling into place now.
She finally got her back on her side.
Sarah walked into the castle prisons, visiting the butler and the chef in their prison cells. Today was the day of their execution, and Sarah was visiting them in their last hours. She looked at them and saw the yearning in their eyes and looked away, trying not to feel any pity for the people who nearly killed, or did kill, her soon to be husband. She frowned.
"You...you two are in love." She whispered. The chef and the butler looked at each other through the cells and nodded, looking at the princess from another kingdom. "Yes. Benjamin gave us great hope for our future." The chef whispered. "At least we can die together now." Sarah then looked at the two of them and sighed.
"Why did you stab my fiancee. How would you overtake the throne? You are not born of royal blood. How would you do so?" The butler smiled fondly, remembering their plan one by one. He looked away.
"She told us that she would take over. That we would rule alongside her. We would be in power, and she would watch you all suffer. All it took, was to kill the prince." Sarah had tears beading in her eyes as she nearly slapped them through the bars.
"Why?!" She cried out. "Why suffer through all that when you could just stay in love!" She wailed. The chef sighed.
"She was to kill everyone I love." The butler nodded. "She was going to kill us both, and send us to hell. She promised a happy life for us if we cooperated." He added. Sarah shook her head; she was clearly confused now.
"Who?! Who is 'she'?!" They were to respond when the soldiers came up to them and unlocked the prison cells. Sarah was pushed away as the soldiers led them to their deaths. Sarah tried to stop them and tried to get answers. The chef looked back and locked eyes with Sarah.
"No one is born of royal blood. We're all born the same." She heard him whisper, before being sent away.
...
Sarah stood on the sidelines as she watched the chef and the butler get killed by the canons in the bombing area. She swore she saw blood splatter, and their bodies collapse. Sarah felt like she could cry, or scream in happiness.
She didn't.
She also saw, when they collected the dead bodies, their hands intertwined.
Was it something meaningful the chef was trying to say? That everyone was equal? Or...was their something more than just inspirational?
Rory and Sarah stood quietly outside, not making eye contact of speaking to one another as Tobias entered the scene. He saw the two and frowned deeply, shaking his head as he stood beside them. Erica then rushed into the picture, eyes on the ground as she stood alongside Rory. Rory reached out for her hand and squeezed it reassuringly.
She pulled back reluctantly.
Rory looked in her eyes that would not meet his as Rory's dad entered. The grass was damp from earlier rain, and the sky dimmed to gray. The sun was not out. The king looked at the four teens and frowned deeply.
"After what has happened recently, I have decided to put the Morgan Kingdom on full lockdown until further notice. That means no one is to go out or into this kingdom. Do you understand?!" He roared. The four exchanged glanced as they nodded.
"Yes, your majesty." They gulped. Ross nodded as he waited for his wife to come back.
Suddenly, Ross saw the head medic rush towards him. He saw him with alarmed eyes as he looked at him in the eye.
"Dr. Havoc. Is there something wrong? Is Ethan okay?" Sarah, after hearing the name of her lover, looked at the doctor with urgency. The doctor shook his head.
"It isn't your son." He said. Everyone was beyond concerned now. If it wasn't Ethan, then who was it?
"It's your wife. She..." He trailed off as Ross snapped. "WHAT?!" He yelled, tears already streaming. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY WIFE?!" The doctor lowered his eyes as he looked away from everyone and heaved a sigh.
"She died from blood loss...from a miscarriage."
Ross' eyes widened as Sarah gasped. Erica felt lightheaded at the news, almost falling into Rory's arms. Rory felt like all the air was being choked out of him as he started to nearly choke on tears. Tobias was expressionless as Ross ran into the castle and to the hospital room.
Tears ran down his eyes as he saw the medics take a body bag out. He sobbed as he collapsed on the floor. The four teens surrounded him, Rory crying the most. Ross looked at the medic, who didn't say a word. He frowned.
"How...how was she pregnant? We never had sex since...since Benny." He said, choosing his words carefully. The doctor looked at him sullenly.
"The results from the scan showed that the baby was not yours." He said with a frown. "It was a guy named-" But Ross wasn't listening as he started to remember things, things his wife may have kept away from him.
"All those times when she would leave early...that time when I was fighting with Benjamin, and she came home with a bruise on her neck...it was a hickey. She was in bed with another man. She...She cheated on me." He said furiously, slamming a nearby chair on the ground. Erica said nothing as Tobias sighed.
"My king, don't be infuriated, I am sure-" But Ross looked in his eyes, grabbing him by the collar.
"I DON'T CARE! I SHOULD'VE...I SHOULD HAVE BROKEN HER HEART SO LONG AGO. SO...so I wouldn't be upset now." He said, his screams lowered to whispers.
He then ran out, not saying a word to anyone. No one followed him either; he needed space.
Ross ran to his study to weep and cry when he saw a paper on his desk. Curious, he went up to it and picked it up against the light. He squinted to see the small, but scratchy, handwriting as he read it.
I took her life. I'll take his too.
~E
He then scanned through the hospital files and everything to do with his wife's death. There was something that the doctor left out.
She didn't die of blood loss.
She also died of drug abuse during the treatment.
The funeral was held a few days later, Ross not even attending. But Sarah, Tobias, Erica and Rory did. They sighed as they watched the Queen's casket buried into the ground. Sarah sniffed back tears as Erica looked at Rory, who was crying. She did nothing as she turned away. Sarah held Rory's hand and squeezed it, and seeing this made Erica want to cry.
"To hell with you." She muttered so quietly, no one heard it. Unfortunately, Tobias did as he just looked at Erica and turned away.
"What now." Sarah whispered. "We lost so many people, and if Ethan is really...dead.." She couldn't say it. Tobias looked at Rory.
"That means you are the King, Rory. You are the leader." Rory let the words sink in his brain, but they meant nothing.
"I'm not the leader. I am sure of it. There has to be something else. Come with me." He said, storming out of the graveyard. Tobias followed as Erica quietly caught up to Rory.
"Where are we going?" She whispered. Rory said nothing back as he went towards the King's study. Tobias hinted a smile as Sarah's eyes widened in complete concern and worry for everyone's safety.
"We aren't allowed to go into the King's study. He wouldn't allow it, we would get into much trouble-" Erica just cut her off with a hiss. "Who cares?!" She snapped. "He has done so much worse."
Everyone looked at Erica, who just quieted down after. Everyone just forgot about it as they sneaked into the study. Rory ushered everyone to the library as he looked for a certain book. He ran along the book shelves before finding it, gathering everyone towards him as he pulled the book.
The shelves rumbled and parted in front of their eyes. Erica said nothing as she went in, grabbing a torch, and Rory followed. Sarah and Tobias exchanged looks before walking into the passageway, the door closing behind them.
They walked down before entering a dungeon, seeing Ross' back facing them. A girl was in the cell, blonde hair and all. Rory frowned; Jane.
"Dad?" He whispered, his voice bouncing through the walls. Ross turned around, grasping his sword as he saw the four teens. His eyes widened as he dropped his sword on the ground, it clattering.
"R-Rory?" He stammered. Jane grinned as she spit near the corner of the cell, then leaned against the metal bars with a smile. She looked at Ross, then Rory, Sarah, Erica and Tobias. She then looked back to her dad and looked at him, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes.
"It's time you start explaining, dad." She whispered.
A/N- Never mind. Not so much of a filler chapter, huh? How awesome was that? I did a pretty damn good job if I can say anything about it *pats myself on the back*
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