Dark One Rising(5)
“The responsibilities are always there whether you hide from them or not. You cannot escape from them even when you try. You are king of Azlyn, and you have responsibilities to your people, and to yourself.” His anger was abating somewhat, but his tone was still stiff.
Dain sighed. “I know.”He turned back toward the window, not wanting to endure the hard stare that Alek was giving him, disappointment gleaming in his eyes.
“What’s wrong, Dain? You can talk to me.”
“I don’t know. I feel a cold wind blowing, and I feel something coming, something that I cannot put words to. I fear there is a menace threatening to overtake us, but I’ll be damned if I can put my finger on it. Maybe it’s just the alcohol induced coma that is causing me to feel a cold wind blowing into my realm, seeping into my soul.”
“I’m glad you’re feeling them; at least I know you’re paying attention. I have felt them too. That’s why you must snap out of this mood you have slipped into. You have to be alert in order to be ready if these phantoms are indeed out there. I have much to do and cannot do my duty if I have to worry about your soul.”
Dain finally walked away from the window and placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “I don’t mean to make you worry so, Alek. I’m a grown man and can take care of myself.”
“From where I stand the view is quite different.”
“All kings have indulged themselves in drink and beautiful ladies.”
“Yes, but you are indulging enough for several kings. This path can only lead to heartache and loneliness. I hate to see you so unhappy.”
“Am I unhappy?”
“Yes, whether you admit it to yourself or not, you are indeed unhappy. The drink and the ambitious women can only fill your time and your soul for so long. After it all wears off, you’re going to wonder where your life went. I want to see you strong and vibrant as you once were, with a respectable woman who will love you for you, not because you are king.”
“I don’t think there is a woman alive that’s not after the power I can provide by making them my queen.”
“There is, if you’d look in the right places, or clear your head from the alcohol long enough to see them clearly.”
“Yes, Alek, I get it. You’re disappointed in me just as my father was. He didn’t understand me and neither do you, I fear.”
Alek stood and approached his liege and friend. “I do understand, Dain. I understand you more than anyone ever has, except maybe your mother. I’m just worried for you.”
“I suppose I should listen to you more often. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m in a funk and don’t know why.”
“It will pass, but creating more havoc for yourself is not going to make it go faster. You have to want to change.”
“Okay, Alek. Stop worrying about me and I will do my best to change.”
“Do your best to change, and I’ll stop worrying.”
Dain laughed tiredly. “I think this evening is done. I should go to bed and get some rest, if I can turn my mind off long enough to do so.”
“Take the time you need. Emerick and I will take care of the requests and dispatches. We will make up an excuse for you.”
Dain looked at his friend and frowned. “It seems I make you do that quite often.”
Alekzand’r didn’t reply. Dain got the hint.
“No, I will be there. Have Emerick rouse me an hour before the first session and I’ll be there. I don’t want you and he to do my job anymore. I will hear my people and answer my own dispatches.”
“Are you certain?”
“Yes. I don’t know if I can change my ways with women, but I can at least start taking responsibility for my kingdom.”
“That’s a start I guess. It will have to do.”
“Alright then, bed it is.”
Dain started for the door, and Alek stopped him. “Your Majesty.”
Dain did not turn. He didn’t want to see Alek’s face, knowing exactly what he was going to ask, even before he asked it. “You are going to bed alone, aren’t you?”
Dain winced. He knew it. He hadn’t planned on taking either of the women he had been with tonight to bed with him, but knowing what awaited him in the morning made him want to wile away the rest of the night in distraction. He could no more lie to Alek as he could his mother when she was alive. They knew him too well. Instead of turning to see Alek’s eyes boring into him, he answered from over his shoulder.
“I suppose that would be the wiser choice.”
“Indeed it would.”
Dain decided no retort was needed and left the room to head up to his chambers. He hated being told what to do, but then again he supposed no one would feel the need to reprimand him if he behaved like a civilized human being. He really was a mess. He stopped to look at himself in a mirror on his way down a corridor and frowned.