Queen Era: The Monster I Love - Chapter 120

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CHAPTER 118

Era’s eyes closed and the next picture she saw was one where she met with the orphans. They too had fallen victim to battles and were left to wander to their deaths.

The thought of what might have happened to them and what happened to this boy, all ached her deep within and she tightened her eyes as a tear fell out.

All of this did not go unnoticed by Vidor. He watched and saw everything and there again, the pain he thought to have been gone, came back in full force.

“Being an only child, I was pampered by my father and mother. But with the pain of losing both my family and all they owned with nowhere to go and nothing to do, I got frustrated and thought if I could steal, I would be able to eat and survive.”

That was it. Whatever little tears Era was holding back, it burst forth in full force. Her tears began to pour out of her eyes uncontrollably.

“So I am so sorry. Sorry for stealing from you miss.”

She wanted to tell him it was okay, but the pain in her chest made her lips seem so heavy that all she could do was cry out some more.

In the process of hearing his story, one thought crossed her mind and caused her heart to ache so much.

It wasn’t the thought that there were kids suffering so much as he did but the fact that…

If what Damian said was true, then her own flesh and blood were faced somewhere out there with the same situation.

At least the fact that she did not see her head or body made it clear that there was a high chance that her young sister had escaped or died while running.

If she did, then she must be suffering while she was here enjoying her life.

With that thought, all the pain she could think of, coursed through her whole being and she wanted nothing more than to scream her heart out.

Watching her calmly, Vidor held himself back from rushing up to her and hugging her. He knew she was mad at him as the boy’s tale reminded her of her people and going to her would only worsen the issue.

But when the kid saw that she did not reply, he looked at her only to see her crying so profusely.

“Miss. I am sorry. I did not mean to make you cry. I promise it won’t happen again,” he apologized, too scared he might have said or done something so wrong.

“Do not worry,” Vidor’s voice cut in, causing the boy to look in his direction.

“Is she mad at me?”

“No. Anyways,” he swallowed hard and released his fist. “How old are you?”

“Me?”

“Yes, you who else?”

“I’m sorry.” He sniffed, wiping his own tears away. “I am fifteen.”

“Fifteen. Hmm.”

Fifteen and those bastards did not think to fix things? How dare they abandon the families of those we lost to the war? I make preparations to give them money and always aid them whenever anything was wrong all of their lives. How come my people are suffering like this?’

As he thought of that, he looked over to Era. ‘Now I understand what she is saying. Things may be looking okay on the surface but if one looked closely, he would see the muddy, musky water beneath. Things are terrible and only by coming out would I know. I was a fool.’

He let out a deep sigh and looked back at the boy.

“What is your name?”

“Jordan, sir.”

“Jordan. You cannot work right?”

“No, but if I get one, I would learn and do my best but no one wants an orphan nor do they want to take me in. They called me a burden.”

Era’s heart broke even further. How could people be so cruel and wicked? Indeed we lived in a wicked world.

“My own relatives do not want to see me or spare me some food. Rather they chased me out with dogs. I wish father and mother were alive. At least none of these would have occurred. And that stupid king, sitting high and mighty, causing wars whereas his people are suffering. How can a ruler not care?”

Vidor really felt like knocking some sense in the bad-mouthing kid but did he really have the right to do so when all the boy had said was indeed true.

“What am I to expect when he can order for the killing of his queen’s people. He is ruthless and wicked. No one should expect anything from the monster king.”

Just hearing the boy’s sharp tongue curse out like that, Era snapped from her own pain and quickly closed his mouth with her hands.

“Heyyy…” He managed to let out while she covered his mouth. From there all they could hear was muttering.

Vidor peeled his gaze off the young lad and looked at Era. At the same time, Era looked at him Although she was not apologetic, her gaze said so but she needed to stop the boy from doing more harm to himself.

If only he did know who he spoke to before. Perhaps he would have been more cautious.

Thinking the real Vidor would show and he would snap at the boy, to her surprise he close his eyes, released his clenched fingers that he balled when the boy cursed, and raised his head up, tilting it back a bit to enjoy the evening breeze.

After what seemed like ages, he finally calmed down and let out a sigh before looking at the boy.

“You really need to work on your sharp mouth,” he glared at him, sending shivers down the spine of the boy.

“I know you are mad and angry and sad but if you continue this way, you may lose your life along with your family. Who knows the monster king could be hearing you.”

Rather than pacify or teach the boy, his words had angered the young lad. Pulling Era’s hand away from his lips, he aired his view loud and clear.

“You think I care? Pff, I wish he could hear every word of it. I hate him for all of my beings. I wish he would rot and suffer the pain we suffer. Look around you, there is suffering everywhere in his kingdom but he sits so high mighty not knowing it or ignoring it. Pff, king my foot.”

He spat out close to Vidor before throwing his gaze away towards Era. “I am sorry. I hope I didn’t hurt you?”

“No. Ignore my cries. Meanwhile, you really should learn to shut up. You are going to make matters worse.”

“For the king?”

“No, silly. For yourself. Look at the blood you have lost.  I Am surprised and amazed that you are not yet passed out. Worry about surviving first.”

“It is of no use. I wish I can just die and go meet my parents.”

“I can make that wish true.”

“Vid. Stop it,” Era warned him silently, her anger showing clearly in her eyes.

“No words like that. Because thing happened this way doesn’t mean you should give up on life.”

“Who cares? No one wants me. No one wants to take me as a burden. I would just rather die.’

“No. You needn’t be this way. There is still hope.”

‘Hope? How dare you talk to me about hope? What do you care anyway? You do not know what I am going through, not even one bit. You are just like the rest nobles, money and peace. Do not think you know a bit of how I feel!”

She knew his anger was still fresh and it was annoying when someone spoke to give him hope but his saying she did not know, that wasn’t fair. Of course, he would not know still since her identity wasn’t known.

The next thing either of them knew, Vidor took a step forward in their direction and raised his hand, intending to hit the boy again.

Quickly Era blocked him before Vidor could hurt him again. Luckily, Vidor stopped and glared at her.

“Out of the way let me teach this rat a lesson.”

“What is wrong with you two, why are you so…”

“Are you still talking?” His cold eyes blazed with rage. Just now Era was calming down, now this fool had awoken her pain again.

“I would ignore her and beat you up so you cannot talk anymore.” He tsked at him before dropping his hand and turning his head away in anger.

“I’m… sorry.”

“Of course you should.”

“I am…”

“Shh.” Era hushed him while looking intently at his broken nose. “Learn to talk less.”

“I would offer you a work, Jordan,” Vidor voiced out, shocking both Era and Jordan.

“What?”

“I would get you a work at the palace.”

“Hell no. I am not working for that king.. I think I would pass.”