If We Only Knew

(In Spanish) “Don’t answer anything if asked.” He said as he looked at his guards. Who nodded at him in understanding. “Daddy!” He heard as he groaned and asked. “Who brought their youngling?” The one on the left smiled as she said. “Not us, that one is yours.” He looked back as he smiled. “Daddy!” He had just landed as he saw his son carrying his youngling.

“I see that your mother has calmed down.” He said as he went to hold his youngling. He laughed at her face. Pudgy little cheeks that looked like food. Small hands on his face as he laughed as he saw how her hands went to his hair. Braids meant a worrier won his fight. And as the king of this land. He has many different size braids. Different beads as well. He has many but he is waiting for one.

“Excuse me, what did you just say about me?” He laughed as he looked behind him as he brought her closer to him. “Nothing my love.” He said as he put his forehead on hers. She put her hand on his cheek as she brought her son, closer to her with her wings. He laughed as he put his chin on her head covering them with his wings. The woman that had come with him looked at that and smiled. “Let us go home, they are bonding.” She said as she smiled at her friend.

“Cain?”, Was called out as he looked up. When he saw the nurses as he got up, she came to him and looked at the once strong man she knew. “Can you tell me what happened?”. She asked her old friend as he looked over her shoulder. For as long as she has known him, she has never seen him this broken.

Only on that day, the day of the death of his mate. “How is she?”. He asked as he remembered her almost lifeless body in his arms. She was causing him to remember his first wife as he looked at the mother of one of his daughter’s friends. His first wife was not for him and she wasn’t his mate as well.

“I found her like that. She wrote to her brother and me that she was fine when she moved to that house.”. He felt rage that he hadn’t felt for a very long time when the nurse told him the truth about what happened to his daughter as he saw him come running to where he was. “We found the king!” He looked up as he saw the guard looking for him. As he waved his hand, asking for more information, intrigued about what she wrote about his son-in-law.

“We found him in a pool of blood, and the queen was gone, but we couldn’t smell anything that he had been attacked by somebody else.” As his nails grew and dugged into his palms, his hand was balled into a fist tugged into his palms. “But what worried me the most, was that he had a smile and was laughing, saying she was right.”

He screamed as he looked at him, grabbed his arm, and brought him closer to his face as he spoke. “If you are fucking with me.” He growled as he got himself to smile as he showed his teeth to the new person, one of the reasons why people still fear him. It used to be his wings, but now it’s his teeth. “I’ll rip your throat out and say a mutt did it. As I say it with your blood in my mouth.” He let go of the guard as he almost fell. “Now tell me where my son is.” He said as he grabbed his cane and walked away from his daughter to now his son.

He heard his son’s laughter as he saw he was in a rather bad state. He saw his son’s guards on the floor praying as they didn’t know about her being in there yet. He opened the door that was separating him from his son. He looked at him as he gasped. His son was looking at a photo he had as he was laughing, just repeating that she was right.

(In Spanish) He looked at him as he said. “How I wish I had listened to her that day.” He told him as he looked at the ceiling and smiled. “I wouldn’t be hurting now, and she wouldn’t have fallen in love with two people. And she would not be in pain after so long.” He said as he looked at his son and told him. “Your sister is here.” He said as he saw his son trying to get up.

The guards that were once outside are now trying to hold him down so that he doesn’t hurt himself. “She is just across the hallway, so you can visit her anytime.” He said as he saw his son still trying to get up. He went to him and grabbed his son on the shoulders as he looked at him. He saw the little boy that would carry his sister everywhere with him.

He sat down on his son’s bed, grabbed his head, and brought it to his chest as he felt his hand grab his shoulder and cry just like he used to when he was a kid. He got even more on the bed as he held his son, whose last thing he said was. “You did this to us.” As he rested his head on the pillow, he patted his head like he used to do when he was young. “I love you, my son, and I’m sorry I put you through this.”

He thought about how his kids were like this as he remembered that day. He couldn’t believe it had been almost a year since he last saw his kids together. How he wished it wasn’t like this. As he closed his eyes and held his son tighter to him. His world going black as he heard. “I will wait as long as I have to.” He growled as he landed on his son.