Incest The King's Last Wish

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Five days later, Heather and Jonathan set out from Kausala in search of Tosali. Lt. Jones had given them two horses and provisions for the journey. The bronze jar containing King Aditya Dev's ashes was safely stowed in Heather's luggage. Jonathan carried the ancient map which they'd use to find the old road that existed between the two kingdoms. As per the royal historian, it took four days on horseback to travel between the two cities in the days of old.

They kept a steady pace on the horses as the road till the outskirts of Kausala was in good shape. Heather's mind wandered to that eventful day, few months earlier.

She and Jonathan had been in the princely state of Gwalior, leading an excavation with a team of archaeologists. On the final day, the group had celebrated that evening with delicious food and wine. She drank little but had felt melancholic towards the end. It had been one of those times when the absence of Thomas hit her hard. She had excused herself and taken a walk towards the edge of the site for some solitude. As the sky turned dark, sitting on a rock, she had started crying, remembering her life with Thomas and feeling utterly lonely.

Few minutes later, she had heard Jonathan approach. He sat next to her. She had leaned and rested her head on his shoulder as he put his arm around her. He had always been perceptive enough to remain silent and to just let her cry on his shoulders till she felt better. That evening however, he had spoken.

"Mum, how long will you be this way? You know I hate to see you cry."

She wiped away her tears and tried to smile. "It's nothing, dear. Silly old me. I just miss your father so much."

"I know. But father's been gone for a long time now."

She had looked at his face in the fading light.

With slight tremble in his voice, he had said, "I love you mum. Can I not fill that void in your heart?"

"You already do, dear. You're all I have got, my son."

"I can be much more than that, mum, if you let me." He had gazed intently into her blue eyes.

Getting off the rock, he had knelt before her, taking her hands into his own.

"You've never let yourself love any man like you loved father. I can't replace him, but I can be that man for you, mum."

She gasped. "Jonathan..." She had looked away, unable to meet his eyes, unable to speak.

"Mum, please say something. Your silence is killing me."