After about half of a quarter of an hour, Ethan walked back inside and they all reunited in the hall to discuss what they will do with the castle and how they would communicate to the word the return of King William. Surely enough they couldn't tell the whole village that a banshee revived him and then threatened the Queen of Scotland to leave. The castle was a ss, destroyed and it was obvious people would wonder what happened and soon the destruction of the castle will beco one of the most discussed gossips of the entire village.
"Let's tell the truth," William spoke receiving a shooked puzzled gazed from the three of them. So he rectified what he ant, "not all the truth."
"What do you an?" John asked and his father cupped his chin.
"Tell them that you discovered an army kidnapped you and when you declared them a war they attacked you."
John widened his eyes and blinked few tis, "but it will create a scandal anyway."
"It will," William nodded before gasping, "but during the years I ruled I learned that people often tend to sympathize and accept more war rather than the existence of a supernatural world. Because war and terror is sothing they know rather than the supernatural world."
John nodded slightly, he was hesitant and highly doubted his father's idea but William surely knew how to role better than John.
"And how can we do that?" Roselyn hissed to ask, sharing the sa puzzled expression John had.
King William giggled, "we won't do anything. We will let the inhabitants do the best thing they can do. Gossip and spread the voice on their own." William's gaze traveled toward the residence and placed his hand over his forehead, "we have to clear this ss of bodies and blood first."
As soon as King William ordered, both his sons soon listened and proceeded on helping and clearing the castle up, Roselyn stood in the middle of the room and her face slightly beca paler.
King William glanced at her, "a lady shouldn't be present in those scenes, or either should she take part in them. So please walk outside and try to forget what you saw."
Roselyn smiled at him gently, she was glad because she hoped to hear him say sothing like that. She could barely gaze down the floor that she visioned the dozens of victims she and John took. She couldn't imagine how hard it would be to clear and touch the dead bodies.
Her mind for how much she tried couldn't prevent her to think about her sister, Sharon. She hadn't asked John about her yet not because she didn't care but because she was scared of what the answer could be and eventually of what her reaction could be hearing his answer.
After about ten minutes William called her to get inside so that he could finish his explanation.
"I need your help, Ethan," William said, hinting a smile to his first son who nodded vigorously like if he was happy to hear how his na sounded and was even happier to hear his father subtly say he needed him.
"You just have to spread the news to one casual inhabitant and in few hours half of the city will talk about it. So that when we will send a letter informing people of my return the rumor will be less hard to accept and oddly enough, more believable because people expect it." William finished his reasoning and his listeners' face lightened up, all of a sudden it sounded like a great idea.
"I shall go now," Ethan stated and when his father nodded with his head he disappeared to follow his task.
"I have to talk to you about sothing now, son…" William said traveling his gaze at Roselyn as if he was requiring her to leave.
"I will let you alone," Roselyn said before walking outside to give John and his father so privacy.
"I saw how Kratez is reduced to dust. Maybe you should go back there. It can't be left unprotected and without a King." William sighed but John's face hardened.
"I won't do the sa mistake I already did." John said, "I won't let you alone and I won't lose Roselyn."
John knew what having decided to move for the majority of the ti in Kratez and conquer the throne there costed him. He lost many years of his life that he could have spent with his father just to ta few beasts. He cared about Kratez he couldn't deny it but he cared more about his father and Roselyn's health. He needed to be around them to protect them.
"If you don't reestablish the order they will soon attack us again," William remarked with his usual wise statents, and John scoffed.
"It will take days to do that," John replied, words ca out like if he wanted to justify himself rather than considering it.
The real reason for his discontent was that he was worried that sothing would happen to Roselyn or that in case he wanted to move back to Kratez she wouldn't move there with him. Deeply down he knew that was not the life she was dreaming about, to be honest, it was the complete opposite. She wanted a simple life with daily doses of freedom and serenity but what she got was completely the opposite.
Now he knew how it felt to be left by soone he deeply loved and he didn't want that to happen again. Kratez ca second.
John went to open the door to reach Roselyn and
leaned closer to her he decided to share with her what his father suggested him to do.
As they were heading toward Roselyn's room he explained to her emphasizing that his main priority now was her and he wanted to give her the freedom and tranquility she had been desiring for years. Even if it ant moving sowhere else or creating a fierce of thousands of armies in the surrounding just to protect the castle, he was willing to do it.
Roselyn listened to his explanation carefully and just when he stopped to talk she nodded, she was impressed to hear John's words but at the sa ti, she knew how much Kratez ant to him.
"Maybe we should listen to your father. Kratez desperately needs a new King.." Roselyn said, receiving a confused glance from John.
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