After that blissful moment with Cedric, Ayra was half asleep when she was carried back inside their room without her knowledge. She had to admit that the moment really spreaded some warmth and relaxation in her heart. Having someone who could stand by your side and watch the rain together was still an unfulfilled dream to some old lovers. People may call it silly but this silly matters make the relationship strongest than others.
Not sure about whether it was her emotions or the unexpected weather, she noticed a childish part of Cedric's personality last night. He was playful lover last night and gave much effort to make their simple moment into a special one. Unexpectedly her heart swayed in sweet melon that night when she slept in his arms.
The morning sun came with a smoky weather. The places were still drenched after a long rainfall and didn't dry easily. Those flowers were all turned dead after the flicker of sunlight fell on them. These flowers couldn't live under sunlight and burnt as soon as they laid on them.
By the time Ayra had woken up from her sleeping, it was still early in the morning. Cedric was right beside her sleeping deeply and had a tight frown between his temples. Ayra chuckled lightly at the sight from where his lip had stain of saliva.
How she wished that she could capture this moment to tease him later on!
Reminding off another person who was downstairs last night, Ayra got off from her bed hurriedly and made her way downstairs to find Oscar. Since Cedric wasn't by her side, she might do something to know that what did he want exactly!
When she reached on the doorway, Oscar was intending to leave. He could have left last night but Cedric's given pain made him quite weak. He was quite surprised to find Ayra so early in the morning.
Ayra became a little odd since their first meeting was totally messed up. She couldn't even greet her father-in-law well. After hesitating for a while, she bowed her head a little and called him respectively,
" Father! "
Oscar knitted his brows together. He didn't expect this woman to behave so elegantly today.
Who was she exactly?
He cut off her respect rudely,
" Don't! I haven't permitted you to call me 'Father.' "
Ayra sighed helplessly. Taking a note of his neated clothes, she spoke twisting her palms together nervously,
" Are..are you leaving? Where will you go?"
Oscar scoffed rolling his eyes at her,
" Do you think that you are in any position to ask me such questions? Tell your husband to give my throne back or else.."
Ayra rebuked before he could threat anymore,
" Or else what? You want to fight against your own family to reclaim the throne? How longer that you want to live?"
Oscar was angered after her questions. He growled frustratingly and mumbled in an impatient voice,
" You..you won't understand because you never lost the person that you love. I want my wife back simply and your husband has become the biggest taboo between my tasks."
This time, Ayra also felt that Oscar had began to believe someone's words blindly. His desperation of bringing back Jasmine became so obsessive that Ayra feared a little about Cedric's family.
Ayra rebuked reasonably taking slow steps towards Oscar,
" Do you think that there is any magic in this world which can bring your wife into live? If it was really possible, I wouldn't have become fatherless just after my birth."
Oscar pulled his eyes up to stare at Ayra unblinkingly. Showing the undefined emotions on her eyes, Oscar became a little taken back and looked away from her thoughtfully.
Ayra continued watching him in silence,
" I don't blame you for wanting your wife back but the path that you are choosing will bring destruction on your life only."
Oscar was like an angry lion. No matter what Ayra said, he was blindly believing that Jasmine could be back into life. He protested back angrily,
" Stop provoking my choice! You don't know anything about us. Why must you interfere?"
Ayra rebuked back sharply as her eyes landed on Oscar furiously,
" Yes, I can because it concerns my family. Dixon clan is also my family now. I can't watch them breaking apart for you once again. Listen to me, father."
Oscar cut off her words midway, hated to hear her calling so affectionately,
" Stop calling me father."
Ayra inhaled a deep breath to suppress her rage. Letting out another proud scoff, she insisted crossing her arms together,
" I will because you are my father-in-law."
Oscar's turned pale in anger. He sutured gritting his teeth together,
" You....!! "
Ayra ignored his warning and resumed her conversation in a thoughtful voice,
" Listen to me now. No matter who has promised you, the person must be scam and has another motives. Why don't you understand that your son would have done everything to bring his mother back? Then why would a stranger agree to help you? Besides, how can you dig out those graves of wolves? Do you know what happened yesterday?"
Oscar looked up at Ayra strangely. Not expecting that she could be so considerate, Oscar had begun to look into the matters thoughtfully. His look of distracted feature was enough for Ayra to continue the topic.
Ayra informed taking another step inside the room,
" Someone has killed the mother of innocent pups from the border using needle which is made of wolf's bone. Do you think that it wasn't provided by you? What are you doing exactly? Trying to destroy your own built up kingdom so that your all children end up having no homes for them?"
Oscar widened his eyes disbelievingly. His voice cracked and words came out breaking,
" You.. said.. that... wolves...they were killed? "
Indeed he was fool enough to deliver those bones to outsiders. Ayra nodded her head slightly. Stopping right in front of Oscar, she replied in an emotional voice,
" Now you know what are you doing exactly. I don't expect you to treat his highness lovingly father but at least, I can hope that you won't turn your back against your own children. Sister Isabella is having child and she has no one but Cedric as her biggest support. I believe that you are smart to make your choice."
Ayra spoke in a serious voice and turned around to leave only to see a standing figure on the doorway.