A Son's Wrath(Will)
Will wandered alone in the forest until exhaustion overtook him and he collapsed in a small glade. Alone with only nature, he allowed his thoughts to drift wherever they chose. Closing his eyes he surrendered his spirit to sleep bringing an end to the confusion.
He wasn’t sure how long he had slept when he heard soft footsteps coming towards him; without looking he knew that it was his father that approached. “Am I expected to stay here then, to be prince?” he spat the last word as if he had tasted something bitter.
“Of course not, you are free to go just as you always were.” Lutrol spoke with compassion despite his son’s sulky expression. “You are prince by blood and that is all. It must be your choice to lead the people.”
“And if I choose not to?”
Lutrol was secretly pleased at this question for it showed that William was indeed bonding with the elves of Nordel just as he had hoped. “Your sister can rule in your place. You will find that we are not a complicated people, we accept things as they are.”
Lutrol took a seat on a soft patch of moss so that he could be level with his son. He did not like to make others feel inferior which was a hard task given his height. “I know that you wish to leave soon in search of Alexandra but you must not go just yet.”
“But you said I was free to leave…”Will’s face contorted in anger.
Raising a hand to silence the young man, Lutrol continued “There is something that she must do first, without you, and that time has not arrived yet. Just as you must learn about your past, so must she. Alexandra has her own tests to pass but I assure you that she is safe at the moment.”
“How do you know this? Have you seen her?” Will looked past his father into the woods expecting to see the girl standing in the shadow of a tree. Although he knew he would not find her, he still felt the sting of disappointment.
“We elves have a way of keeping abreast of things in the world. No, I have not seen her and the one that has is already gone. Ask me no further questions regarding her for I cannot answer you.”
“Can’t answer me, or wont?” Will sprang to his feet and began pacing, all of his anger and frustrations rising to the surface. “Who do you think you are, spying on us? You left, remember? When I wanted to be a part of your world, you were gone. And now you say I’m to one day be ruler of these people. I don’t owe them or you a thing!” He marched off through the woods with the intent of gathering his belongs to leave. His rage being further fueled by his father’s silence.
However, upon reaching the tree house his resolve wavered and he stood looking down at his simple bed wondering what to do next. Emarl looked with pity at the young man who was being torn in two. “We watch everybody, not just you and her.” Will spun around startled. “We have to watch what goes on in the outside because some things effect us. Nobody is asking you to become king, and nobody will blame you for not doing so. But why leave? You came here looking for answers and wanting to learn more about your elven heritage. Why abandon that quest so soon? Stay, learn, you may never have this opportunity again.”
Will looked down at his feet feeling embarrassed by his childish behavior. “What about Alex?”
Giving a sympathetic smile Emarl replied “Alexandra is where she needs to be right now.”
“You sound just like him.” They shared a chuckle at this comment thus diffusing the tension in the room.
Lutrol arrived home shortly after and only nodded his head in approval of his son’s decision to stay. He retired to his sleeping chamber without speaking a word to either of his children.
“Is he mad at me?”
Emarl heard the hurt in Will’s voice and knew without a doubt the he would be king one day. “No, just tired. Remember, we are elves; we do not waste time on such dark emotions. It is better to accept what is. How else could we live hundreds of years in peace and harmony?”
Will nodded his understanding but still felt sure he had angered Lutrol. Feeling too tired to debate this with his sister, he simply bid goodnight and disappeared behind the curtained door to his bedroom.
He wasn’t sure how long he had slept when he heard soft footsteps coming towards him; without looking he knew that it was his father that approached. “Am I expected to stay here then, to be prince?” he spat the last word as if he had tasted something bitter.
“Of course not, you are free to go just as you always were.” Lutrol spoke with compassion despite his son’s sulky expression. “You are prince by blood and that is all. It must be your choice to lead the people.”
“And if I choose not to?”
Lutrol was secretly pleased at this question for it showed that William was indeed bonding with the elves of Nordel just as he had hoped. “Your sister can rule in your place. You will find that we are not a complicated people, we accept things as they are.”
Lutrol took a seat on a soft patch of moss so that he could be level with his son. He did not like to make others feel inferior which was a hard task given his height. “I know that you wish to leave soon in search of Alexandra but you must not go just yet.”
“But you said I was free to leave…”Will’s face contorted in anger.
Raising a hand to silence the young man, Lutrol continued “There is something that she must do first, without you, and that time has not arrived yet. Just as you must learn about your past, so must she. Alexandra has her own tests to pass but I assure you that she is safe at the moment.”
“How do you know this? Have you seen her?” Will looked past his father into the woods expecting to see the girl standing in the shadow of a tree. Although he knew he would not find her, he still felt the sting of disappointment.
“We elves have a way of keeping abreast of things in the world. No, I have not seen her and the one that has is already gone. Ask me no further questions regarding her for I cannot answer you.”
“Can’t answer me, or wont?” Will sprang to his feet and began pacing, all of his anger and frustrations rising to the surface. “Who do you think you are, spying on us? You left, remember? When I wanted to be a part of your world, you were gone. And now you say I’m to one day be ruler of these people. I don’t owe them or you a thing!” He marched off through the woods with the intent of gathering his belongs to leave. His rage being further fueled by his father’s silence.
However, upon reaching the tree house his resolve wavered and he stood looking down at his simple bed wondering what to do next. Emarl looked with pity at the young man who was being torn in two. “We watch everybody, not just you and her.” Will spun around startled. “We have to watch what goes on in the outside because some things effect us. Nobody is asking you to become king, and nobody will blame you for not doing so. But why leave? You came here looking for answers and wanting to learn more about your elven heritage. Why abandon that quest so soon? Stay, learn, you may never have this opportunity again.”
Will looked down at his feet feeling embarrassed by his childish behavior. “What about Alex?”
Giving a sympathetic smile Emarl replied “Alexandra is where she needs to be right now.”
“You sound just like him.” They shared a chuckle at this comment thus diffusing the tension in the room.
Lutrol arrived home shortly after and only nodded his head in approval of his son’s decision to stay. He retired to his sleeping chamber without speaking a word to either of his children.
“Is he mad at me?”
Emarl heard the hurt in Will’s voice and knew without a doubt the he would be king one day. “No, just tired. Remember, we are elves; we do not waste time on such dark emotions. It is better to accept what is. How else could we live hundreds of years in peace and harmony?”
Will nodded his understanding but still felt sure he had angered Lutrol. Feeling too tired to debate this with his sister, he simply bid goodnight and disappeared behind the curtained door to his bedroom.
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