A dragons true tale

Chapter 14 ~ Uncle?

"Who-who are you", came her innocent question and it broke his heart to hear those words. It was like he could hear he his own heart shattering into a million pieces. He pulled away, his eyes looking deep into hers as if searching for something..a hint of sadness crossed his eyes which she didn't fail to miss. She would have posed him for her father but she was told that she looked exactly like her father..this man was young..and held dark hair but why did hold similar eyes to hers. Just as she thought distant voices rang in her head.

....

"Why do you guys have the same eyes", the voice belonged to a boy.

"Are you blind.. because we're meant to be.. i***t", another boy replied.

"We're not siblings.. but he is my favourite", a little girl's voice was heard.. there was fondness in her tone.

"See.. I'm precious to her.. I'll be your king in future...right Isabelle?", the boy asked.

"Hahaha.. that's like..in years to come.. besides I won't be here in future", the girl replied as if knowing what was to become of her.

.... present

"You must have forgotten who I am..so.. let me properly introduce myself..Vladimir Leigh", he introduced with a small smile.

Isabelle felt a small ache in her head at the mention of his name.. memories flashed across her eyes but some seemed too faint..in those memories a particular man who's face appeared faint could be seen in all of them...'Was he also special to her', she thought. Just as Graham had prophesized meeting Vladimir did ring a bell and she couldn't help but think of how close they were in the memory...what happened?

Vladimir held her shoulders when he noticed her body sway slightly...no one needed to explain to him on what she was currently going through...he couldn't go ahead and explain everything to her as it will only increase the pain so he decided to take it easy. It hurt him when he heard about the contract marriage but he was relieved when he figured that it could be cancelled. But he wouldn't stop her if she ended up loving the man who would be her husband for the mean time.

Isabelle held laboured breaths which soon became calm and she looked up to meet his eyes once more.. it's obvious that she was still in a state of confusion but she was a professional when it came to switching expressions. A smile crept on her lips and she spoke, "You must be Vlad... the man Graham informed me about", he nodded and walked to the large table to place his now empty glass before walking over to her.

"I believe you are ready to meet your father", he asked as if aiming to change the topic and when she nodded he turned and began walking with Isabelle who walked a distance away from him...it was like she had already drawn the line between them.. only God knew how much it hurt him..he clenched his fist tight that they turned white at it's verocity.

"Laurence", he muttered under his breath and hatred was evident in his tone.

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The two large doors were pushed open to reveal a man who looked to be in his late forties..he sat on the large king sized chair placed at the corner of the room... similarity evident in his features and it confused Isabelle. His dark brown colored hair that now looked dark because of the dim lited room was kept unusually long that he had to hold a part of it upward..his brown eyes weren't as bright as hers but she blamed it on the dim looking room.

"King-", she was cut off by his loud proud voice.

"Father...will be okay Isabelle", he corrected as if it hurt to hear the way she addressed him. He stood up from the chair and he walked towards the two... Vladimir bowed and took his leave immediately leaving them both in the room.

"Look at how much you've grown dear", he said with affection filled voice. Fondness escaping his tone and she internally smiled.

"I used to always blame myself for how things turned out between family and you Isa... you loved your uncle so much that I didn't notice his influence on you.. but I'm happy your back in my arms safe and sound", he let out how he felt hugging her..she was too shocked to respond at first but his hug was too warm and attractive that before she knew it she was dragged to return it with a smile. 'Is this how being in a protective arms would feel', she asked herself wishing that if it was a dream it would last forever. Wait he mentioned something about her being attached to her uncle.

"Uncle?", she asked in curiosity not bothering to hide it.

"Yes.. your mother's brother..and no..she was never queen..she died birthing you Isa.. I guess your uncle decided to fill in her space", his tone didn't sound sincere though.. she could feel it as an assassin but she ignored it..he was her father..he must have his reasons for hiding whatever he was hiding from her. She hears him chuckle as if remembering a memory.

"Where is he now", she dwelled deeper into curiosity. 'Why and how did she loose her memory'. She knew somewhere they were all hiding something from her but as an assassin it was better to act as expected..she flow with their lies and pick every little truth..at least until she found the real truth. Nothing lasted forever..even lies.

"I never had a hold of the boy..he was always wild..and too independent", his voice dropping in tone.

"Boy?", She hinted in confusion and her father chuckled.

"He always like a teenger at that time even though we were close in age...he came to this castle only because of you... I'm sure he's out there somewhere and has something to do with all the sudden events.. always acting so suspicious", his tone holding distate within them.

"I heard about the contract", Isabelle let him know and he looked suprised.