Chapter 285 - Two Hundred And Eighty-five: Moving Too Fast (1/2)

The third point of view :

”Mom, do you think the queen would like me?” Akim asked his mother who was examining the Central Venous Catheter inserted in his chest by the doctors to give him fluids, blood, and medications faster.

Today was the day when the queen was going to pay him a visit. Though he was excited at first but with her coming closer by each passing minute, he became nervous.

”Do you feel any pain?” Emily asked her son, checking for redness or swelling after administering his usual medicine.

”No, I feel good,” he replied.

”Alright,” she pulled down his shirt, then clasped his face in her palms saying, ”Have no doubt Akim, the queen's going to love you beyond unreasonable doubt,” because she's your grandmother and you're the only grandson she has, Emily didn't say that one out loud.

Her son would be treasured for sure until Judy marries another woman who would produce an heir. She has to get powerful so whoever gets into the queen's position doesn't maltreat her son.

A knock came on the door.

”I think they're here. Where's Cecil?”

”Right here,” the woman came out from the other room all dressed and dolled up. Turns out Akim wasn't the only one excited to see the queen.

Emily went ahead to open the door for them.

Judy was the first to step in and she didn't fail to catch the way his eyes took her in which made her self-conscious.

Emily had put a lot into dressing today, after all, they were to see the queen and one had to dress for such an occasion. It wasn't much though, just a simple black long-sleeved gown that reached her knees with stylish embroidery on the skirt, the material hugging her waist, and a unique feathered pattern on the neckline.

For makeup, she added a slight red on her lips and powder on her face. Her hair was left to fall on her shoulder, not because she didn't want to curl it but taking care of Akim had swallowed much of her time to dress up.

The queen made her appearance right after Judy and damn! She saw the reason people bowed down to royalty. She was just ethereal! The woman carried herself with dignity and grace that even walking seemed as if she was gliding. Wow, Emily was stunned.

She could see where Judy got his looks, he was her copy. He took her hair, face, everything except the eyes. That particular feature must have been from his father, the king - may his soul rest in peace.

Even Judy had the same aura today, seems he intentionally lowered it on other days. Emily didn't dare look him in the eyes, not after that argument that day.

After discovering he survived, Emily had been pretty mad at Judy for making her believe all those years that he was dead. Who knew her father was the one who orchestrated the whole plan?

Adam was capable of such cruelty? Well, what was she expecting? Her father would have forced her to abort Akim if he knew on time, so attempting to kill Judy shouldn't surprise her - She was a fool for trusting him. Now she couldn't face Judy any longer.

”Goodday, your highness,” Emily bowed to her and so did the others - Cecil almost fell to the ground in the process of bowing.

”Good Day too, Emily,” The queen smiled warmly at her that made her relax a bit. She didn't have a great relationship with her mother-in-law considering the fact Ahmed's grandmother disliked her strongly.

The queen's eyes were trained intensely on Akim who was uncomfortable with her scrutiny.

”Good day your highness,” Akim did an elegant bow which pretty much impressed the queen.

Emily wished she could kiss Akim right now. Her son was smart and a good lady charmer.

The emotional queen quickly took Akim into her arms, however, she was careful not to hurt him.

”He's exactly your blood,” She gasped, tracing the boy's face with her hands.

Emily scratched her hair awkwardly and hoped to God that Akim wasn't smart enough to figure out what that comment meant. She looked at Judy as if asking for help.

Judy, who understood the meaning of that gesture, went over to his mother and whispered into her ears which made the woman look up at Emily with shock.

”You haven't told him?”

”That is still a work in progress” she answered, nervously.

”Oh don't worry, I know already,” Akim said out of nowhere.

”What?!” Everyone shouted.

”I know you're my father...” He pointed to Judy, still reeling from this open confession, ” And that you're my grandmother,” He pointed to the queen too.

”B-but how?” Emily found it hard to believe.

Akim rolled his eyes, ”Mom, this is the twenty-first century, kids know stuff parents might not even have an idea about. Moreover, I never understood why you always had to dye my hair black to fit my father's until I saw him,”