Chapter 143: A Cry For Help
The assembly ended in a tensed up way after I had spoken and then Reagan had agreed with me. But he had to send some guards to go see what was at the border and he also stated he would be stating this problem to the king who I’m sure had already heard of it but he was just too lazy to do something about it. And even if he was, I know it wasn’t going to be something more other than to kill them all just to serve a lesson.
My father’s only solution to any difficult problem, was death! That was the way it always have been with him and it doesn’t matter how less or petty the crime was. It was ended with one thing only, death or being locked in the dungeon which was a slower death. It has always been that way even when I was a child, I’ve watched him chop of heads for complaint against the crown or anything that hurts his pride and I’ve seen him whip other people for just even breathing the wrong way.
So when Reagan had concluded that he would be taking the matter to the king, I honestly wanted to talk him out of it. I didn’t want him near my father and as much as I wanted him to stay away from my father, I knew that he was bound by duty and all of that.
There was also the issue that I didn’t tell him about the whole plan I had with the rebels. I probably should tell him before he finds out but perhaps now isn’t the right time. Knowing that I was the black knight was something different, but telling him I was siding with the same rebels who were causing troubles in the provinces were something else.
I was going to tell him when I was sure that I was ready, not now!
When I had decided that, I stood up and went out of the room while Reagan stayed along with some of the men to talk more. I acknowledged some of the people who bowed their head at me as they left and others I just couldn’t stress myself enough to be bothered with them.
I was just about to start heading to my house when I saw Ivana chatting with some ladies, few feet away from me as they walked hand in hand.
Unable to resist myself, I was already calling out to her before I could figure out what I was doing I was already calling out to her. "Ivana!"
The three women turned to look at me, squinting while shielding their faces from the sun with their gloved hands. Ivana slowly dropped her hands as she stared at me with a blank expression on her face. Heaving out a deep breath, I cradled my stomach with one hand while I headed towards the ladies as fast as I could.
"Ladies!" I panted when I finally reached them.
It just felt as I had run a marathon with the short distance I walked, I was starting not to like this stage of pregnancy. The tiredness, hormones and also the fat that I was fat and it looked like a large sized melon had been strapped right on my belly.