The Four

Chapter 31

After two hours, they had asked all kinds of different questions about things that I didn't seem fit for this, but I answered them all. I was bored. They weren't even close to challenging me. If this was the last two hours of my freedom, it was really the most boring two hours. I mean, I'm sure that whomever had the balls to torture me in Gotar would really have their fun with it. I knew that my brothers all were imagining how they'd hurt me in Gotar, but I knew none of them actually had the balls to do so. I looked anywhere and looked at everyone, apart from one person; the one person that I had hurt the most throughout this.

After two hours, Kitty cleared her throat. "I've come to my decision now. Can everyone please shut up?" She said and I couldn't help but smile slightly as I took a sip of my drink. 

My perfect woman.

"Ok?" Father said and he looked nervous. Why was he nervous?

 He knew that I was going to Gotar. 

Everyone knew I was going to Gotar. 

It wasn't that fucking surprising. I, for the first time, looked at my wife and she was staring ahead and she took a deep breath.

"What he did- it was unforgivable. I've decided I will stay in this marriage, because I have to, because I love Eddie, Eric and Michael. But I can't forgive this." She stated and I frowned; was that even up for discussion. I sat up a bit more and I put my hand through my hair, cause fuck I was nervous. 

"As for Matt-Matthew." She said carefully and she took a deep heartbroken breath. "I can't look at his hands, I can't think about him touching me. I can't even think about being in the same room as him alone, without getting immense anxiety." She said and that broke me. I looked at my hands, the hands that had ruined everything. "I don't see the point of staying married to him. Personally, if it was just the two of us in a relationship. If it was just Kitty and Matt, I'd send him to Gotar. If it was just the five of us in a relationship, I'd send him to Gotar." She said and I frowned at the way she phrased that. I looked up at her, tears in my eyes. "But I can't just think about my personal grudge towards him, because at the end of the day I am also the Queen of this country." She said.

Eddie, Eric and Michael all turned their heads towards her in shock, not understanding where she was going with this. "Even though my whole body is disgusted with him as a person at the moment, this sentiment also for the rest of the people here, we have to think about Locatlie and the position we are currently in." She said. "If you ignore the summit that is coming up in a month; we could talk that away, state that he's just not coming." She said and she frowned. Where was she going with this?

"I mean, we don't give a fuck what the people think of our personal lives of course. I mean if he isn't there, that's his role as the Leader King. That's the role that he's put on for the past three years. He's beneath all of that." She said and she shrugged. "And he's so fucking darn good at that, I mean the past three hours are an excellent example of that." She said and I looked at her, fuck she was beautiful. 

She was perfection. 

I had no idea where she was going with this? 

Was she going to banish me?

"We can't banish him though. Even though he'd probably be annoyingly perfect at ignoring all the fucking physical torture that he'd be put through from foreign countries, or hell he might outsmart them and escape. If he does slip up- or if he decides to fuck us over, which is not in his genes but still, we'd be fucked. No. We need him and his mind." She said and I looked at Father and a small smile appeared on his face as he looked at his hands. Dad was holding onto mums hand, who was letting tears fall. "He will remain leader king. We need him to survive the cold war, maybe warm war, that's coming soon. We need his mind and his tactical expertise. So for this country, I pardon him from the crimes that he's committed. But know this." She said and she looked at me for the first time. "If you weren't so fucking annoyingly intelligent, you'd be on the first plane to Gotar and I'd personally haunt you." She said and she stood up and I looked at her and I took a deep breath. "His punishment will be that each person in this room gives him one punch. Afterwards he'll be in the hospital and Brusta for a month, because I know that Eddie's been dying to do so." She said and I couldn't help but wipe the tears from my face. "I'm going back to bed. The show is over."

"Before you do leave, will you continue your tasks as a wife?" Father said and she turned her head to look at him.

"For King Michael, King Edward and King Eric, yes. For him?" She said with a heartbroken breath. "He'll be my king and for the public we do have to keep a certain image. But privately? Not a chance." She said and she then walked out.

What.

The.

Fuck.