Treasure, the Lost Gods 1 by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr [Derr, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Fiction, Gay, Epic, Historical
ISBN: 9781620041390
Google: vLc0LgEACAAJ
Amazon: 1620041391
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Published: 2012-02-12T11:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Nankyokukai fled.

Takara ran the opposite way, toward his room. The few servants he encountered either darted from his path or were shoved from it. Inside he locked the door and then stumbled to the floor length mirror set near the wardrobe, trembling hands going up to examine the strange and familiar face he saw there. "How…what…" he tore away from the mirror and collapsed on his bed, facedown. His hands tangled in soft blankets, his pained cries muffled by them.

Gradually he fell into a fitful doze, tossing and turning until he was tangled up in his robes and the bedclothes. Raiden smiled briefly, gazing down at the colorful mess on the bed. But it rapidly faded, as he took in the tear-streaked face that was and wasn't Takara's. He climbed onto the bed, sitting with legs stretched out alongside the secretary and stroking his hair.

Takara murmured and shifted, and a second later his blue-green eyes blinked and opened blearily. He was on his back, and turned his head to look at Raiden. Confusion fled his face as memory returned, and he shut his eyes again. "It's not just a bad dream, is it?" he asked, eyes still closed.

"I'm afraid not," Raiden said with a sigh, his fingers still gently stroking through the blue strands of Takara's hair.

Opening his eyes again, Takara stared up at the canopy over his bed. He tried to find words to break the unhappy silence, but could come up with nothing worth saying. "What am I supposed to do now?" he asked finally.

"Are you supposed to do something?" Takara glared at him, the expression marred by the fact that his eyes were still red and raw. "What does that mean? Look at me!" contrary to his statement, he covered his face with his hands. His words were muffled. "I'm not Takara anymore. Who am I?" His hands fell away, "I was resigned to being some sort of bastard child…but…not this." Roughly he jerked away from Raiden's grip.

Raiden frowned, and hauled him back around. Disentangling him from the blankets, he pulled the oddly quiescent secretary into his lap and brushed tangled strands of hair from his face. "You're still Taka. There's no reason to be this upset."

"So you say!" Takara raged. "Everyone my entire life has lied to me. Lied to Kyo. My mother isn't my mother, my parents hid me like a dirty secret. My entire life is a storm of lies!"

"So you say," Raiden mimicked, unimpressed. Takara said nothing, staring out across the room and not at Raiden.

The merchant continued, "The last time I checked, Taka, when twins are born one of them is always killed. So someone, I would hazard the queen, loved you enough to keep you alive. Did you bother to think of that?"

"Instead I'm just kept like a dirty secret." Raiden frowned, hands tight as he held Takara. "You're being childish. Just because you find out you have royal blood doesn't mean the life you've led so far is worthless.

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