SHADOWS OF DESTINY - Season 3 Episode 32

The Surprise (Book 2)

~Amelia~

A feast was being prepared in the Kitchen, and I wondered who the food was for.

I began to suspect Leo was planning and hiding something, but I wouldn’t push it.

I planned to let it rest, trusting he would inform me when the time came. After making sure the food was

good. I decided to write down the names of the people cooking in the Kitchen.

I entrusted that on no account should they change, and other than them, no one else should be allowed

near the food.

They were also required to serve it when it was time and guard the food with their lives. It was

important.

With all the attacks and talks of cult people and informants or helpers, whatever Andrew calls them,

flying around, I did not want to be caught unaware.

I have never trusted anyone in my life, and I wouldn’t start doing so now. Leo was laid back on what he

put in his mouth, but that was one of the most important things to be careful about. Had Susan not run

away, we would have handled this cooking.

I was mad at her for bolting, but I knew there were people like that. Some people cannot face their

problems. They just run.

I guess it is because she has somewhere to run to, and no one is out to get her.

If she were in my shoes, she would have had no choice but to stay.

I had nothing to my name and no one to go to. I would rather spend that energy proving I was innocent

than leaving and exposing myself to the harsh world.

Leo had made this place home for me. For the first time in my life, I had a home and family. I would

have stayed. But I could not judge her.

Devin was the one that accused her, not Leo. It must suck believing the man you love and want to

spend the rest of your life with, who happens to be the only person in your life, thinks you did wrong.

There was no getting around it. She did what she felt was best for her. I hope that Devin finds her and

fixes it.

I left the Kitchen eventually and headed to my room. Leo had linked me to inform me he wanted to

show Andrew and Clay the Pack. I had no problem with him showing Clay, but I had an issue with

Andrew.

He might be my cousin and might have protected me from afar because I still went through a lot of shit

out there on my own, but I still did not trust him.

If he could turn his back on people he has been with all his life, what is to say he is not here to gain

Leo’s trust and help his cult get the East?

We would have to keep a close eye on him.

I did not like that Leo agreed to house him, and I would have a lengthy discussion with Leo about it

when he returned.

If Andrew has to be here, an eagle’s eye should be on him.

I am not taken by the family card they are all playing. Clay and Alexei are sincere; I can feel it, I feel

them somehow, but Andrew is an enigma, and I do not like those.

Two hours later, I heard a kappa mind link me.

“Luna, you have guests,” he said, and I managed to get off the bed. I was about to sleep, but I could

not complain; Leo wasn’t home, so I guess hosting the guests fell on me, and it clicked that these

guests might be why Leo was preparing a feast. Knowing these were dire moments. I linked the Kappa

back.

“Who are they, and what do they want. Do they have an invitation?” I asked, not wanting to play into the

hands of enemies. I could not make myself a liability.

“Luna, It is Queen Tamia and the ladies of the north,” he said, and I screamed joyfully.

I could not believe this. I could not believe it. I could not wait to see them and their children.

“Make sure they’re comfortable in the living area; I am coming now,” I linked him back and hurried out

of the room.

I could not believe Leo kept this from me. I had missed Linda so much and the children too.

I rushed down the stairs past the foyer into the hosting room.

There they were sitting. The moment I entered, I sensed something was wrong. There was tension in

their air, and they seemed a bit worried. It took split seconds for them to notice I had entered. It was

very unlike them not to be vigilant. Something was wrong, but I wouldn’t stress it. I hoped they would

eventually tell me what the problem was. If not, I planned to ask Linda. I knew she would open up to

me with the right push.

Linda stood up and smiled at me, but it didn’t touch her eyes. I rushed to hug her, and we lingered a bit.

Then Avery and Tamia stood up, and I hugged them one at a time. Words did not need to be spoken.

They knew I missed them.

It hadn’t been long since we parted, but I had never had so many friends.

Nicole and Katya stood up, and I hugged them.

Then I saw Dr Claudia. What was she doing with them? I figured she might be there to care for Avery,

so I did not bother to ask; I just nodded.

“Where are the children?” I asked, looking around, and Tamia shook her head, indicating she did not

want to discuss it.

I feared they were the reason for the tension, but I hoped not.

“So, where do we sleep?” Tamia asked, and I knew whatever was up with the children was a secret. I

dropped it because it was none of my business, and I wouldn’t push it. I was good at minding my

business.

“Follow me, your highnesses and Your Majesty,” I teased, and they smiled.

I took Tamia first to her room, and she paused at the door.

“This is the best room in this place. It was meant for…” she started and stopped, not finishing the

sentence.

I smiled.

“I know, Tamia. It was meant for Leo and you, but you did not want to live in this place because it is big.

I agree with you. So much that once all this is over, we are heading back to our bungalow. I wonder

how you manage in the palace,” I said, and she smiled.

“Things we do for love.” She said, and I understood her point.

She didn’t like it there either, but anywhere Sylvester is living is home.

“I felt it would only be befitting that the queen uses this room whenever she comes home. The

mountain is still your home Tamia,” I said, and she had tears in her eyes. She hugged me so tight.

“I pray you and Leo will have a blissful life, Amelia; you two are perfect for each other. He needs

someone like you,” she said, breaking the hug, then opening the door, and she gasped.

She went to her pictures, and I could tell she was crying. She turned to look at me and muttered an

inaudible ‘Thank you’ with tears in her eyes. I wanted to use that opportunity to ask her why they all

looked worried, but I held my tongue.

“I will leave you to freshen up while I show the others their room,” I said, and she looked past me to

look at the others.

I knew they were hiding something. I did not know what had happened, but I felt it was weird they all

came here and left their husbands in the North. Had a war begun, were they in danger? But if they

came here for safety, then they should have come with their children.