Chapter 3: Emily in the palace
"We are not lost. We are here to see the King" Mom flashed her most amicable smile at the rude ass.
"And I want to be president of the entire world! Turn your car around or you will be arrested!" He threatened.
I saw as Mom tried to do as she was told, so I opened the door and I stepped down from the car.
"Get back inside your car, girl!" The nasty man yelled at me.
Now, four more of his colleagues were outside and they stood behind him.
I ignored them. I also ignored my mother's order to get back inside and I took my first step and second step. I heard the sound of the loaded guns in the hands of the trigger happy soldiers as they pointed it at me then I heard my mother's scream as she got out of the car to stop them.
"Emily, come back!"
There was no going back for me because there was no place else to go.
I was standing very close to the royale balmoral design gate with golden ornaments in the shape of spirals and it was elegant.
I took a peek inside the palace. The water fountain that somehow had the color of gold, The ornamental trees that oddly had different shapes of animals including a wolf. And when I turned slightly to the left, I could swear that the Ornamental trees had Letters on top of each of them, it spelt E-L-O-I-S-E.
I turned around to call mom's attention to it but then I heard the man with a nasty scar on his face, I heard the little rude prick say out loud to his soldiers…..
"Ready….fire!"
Fire?
I turned around to see the soldier with a nasty scar on his face hanging above the ground with my mother's hand wrapped around his squirrelly neck. She was squeezing his neck gently. Mom could snap it like a twig but she didn't, she just watched him curiously like the other soldiers were watching them.
"My daughter has been through enough already. I don't like it when you point a gun at Emily" My mother's voice could qualify as a whisper.
She simply tilted her head from right to left as she made sure scar face got the message.
"Mom, let him go. He just peed his pants"
When Mom finally dropped him on the ground, Scarface was well behaved. He took a step back and he listened to mom talk without interrupting her like the last time.
"We are here to see King Williamson"
"King Williamson? M-may I know the reason for the visit?" Scarface was practically shaking when he asked that question.
"Because he is my father" I whispered nonchalantly from the place I stood.
"Wait here, please…I need to have a word with the King" Scarface said and turned around and left.
If I wasn't in some pain and in a very foul mood, I would have told him to change his pee-pee clothes before approaching the king.
He was back in under five minutes and I couldn't read his face and not that I wanted to. Even though I must have somehow blocked my pain from showing physically, It didn't mean that it was completely gone. I just need a space to rest my tired body and think of Owen. I want to think of Owen as the three year old who offered me an ice cream cone, not the boy that shattered me into a million pieces. I dragged my attention to the present when mom tapped my shoulders.
"Emily, did you hear what he said?"
"What?" I wasn't paying attention.
"The king agreed to see us. Honey, you are going to meet your father for the first time!"
My mother was practically squalling like a goose. I think she was both excited and nervous at the prospect of meeting the man that changed her destiny years ago.
I did not smile. I didn't share her enthusiasm. Why would I be overjoyed about seeing the father that abandoned my mother and I.
I was only here because there was nowhere else to go. We had no one. We were rogue wolves.
"Come on, Emily. Let's get introduced. We can bring out our bags later" Mom could tell that I was absent minded.
Mom walked for a distance before she realized that I wasn't following her.
"Emily, are you alright?"
"I feel better, Mom. The pain is not as much as I expected" I answered nonchalantly.
Mom had a look on her face. Like she was suspicious of something. She moved closer and she sniffed me.
"Ew! Mom, stop it!"
Eloise ignored me. She smelled me two more times before she grabbed my chin roughly. I was shocked and surprised as she looked at my eyes like she was inspecting it.
"Oh no!" She looked closer at my eyes "What have you done, Emily?"
"I…I.. don't know what you are talking about?" I was confused. She looked like she was going to murder me with her eyes.
"For the love of everything we hold dear to our soul, tell me you didn't sleep with anyone…Emily, look at me!"
I was mute. What was I supposed to say? And more importantly how did she even know?
"Mom.." I started but I was interrupted.
"The King waits for no one. You must hurry, my lady" Scarface hurried Mom and I.
My mother walked in front of me, totally ignoring me. I was on the verge of breaking out in a panic attack. I just reminded myself to place one leg in front of the other.
Soon we were walking down a hallway into a much bigger space. Then I saw him and I froze.
He had his back to us but he was tall like I was and he had black hair like me too.
"Williamson, it's me. It's Eloise" my mother announced like she was expecting an emotional movie like reunion with tears and soulful music.
Then he turned around and it was my mother's turn to freeze.
"Is he an immortal? Because if not then he is too young to be my father"
"You are not Williamson!" Mom whispered