"The Four Rourkes pt.2"

Back in Buckingham Palace, London.

Since the arrival of the two other sisters, Risa and Daffodil, unbreakable tension and deafening silence ensued between the four of them.

Charlotte couldn't help but to stare at her older sister, Risa, with utter scornfulness.

The relationships between the four sisters has always been complex and difficult since the abandonment and rejection of Risa and Daffodil's royal vows and obligations to the palace.

Sadly, Tristana would soon follow their footsteps, dismantling her royal connection and destroying her vows for personal affairs, thus leaving Charlotte alone with the burden of becoming the Queen of England.

But as they say, time heals everything, especially broken relationships. Charlotte and Tristana eventually mend things and repair their sisterly relationship as they're both much closer to each other than the other pair of sisters growing up.

"So, both of you have been busy of late, I presume, sisters." Tristana broke the deafening silence between the four of them.

Daffodil chuckled.

"Not only us, it seems. I mean, look at our little sister, acquiring her first Queensman." Daffodil playfully teased.

Charlotte wasn't moved by Daffodil's teasing as she ntensely glared at Risa with scorn

"It's that why you're here?" Tristana asked them.

"Is the Queensman the reason of your unannounced visitation?" Tristana confidently added.

Daffodil chuckled again.

"Yes."

Tristana raised her eyebrows.

"How about we four talk about it over tea, shall we?" Daffodil suggested.

The four of them agreed that it was best to discuss it in a relaxing and peaceful environment.

The Queen escorted her three sisters to to the Buckingham Palace Garden.

It is a large private park attached to the London residence of the British Monarch. It is situated to the rear of Buckingham Palace, occupying a 17-hectare site in the city of Westminister and forms the largest private garden in London.

Visitors are allowed to walk without restrictions, but since the Queen visited and has private matter to attend, all visitors present in the garden were all escorted outside for the Queen's privacy.

In the middle of the park, there's a gazebo that is standing there. Inside of it, there's a large, rounded marble table, four marble chair, and four teacups.

The four sisters then took their seat.

Surprisingly, Risa initiated the conversation.

"Did you know?" Risa asked Charlotte.

Charlotte didn't respond.

"Charlotte, did you fucking know?" Risa asked her again, with her voice intimidating.

"No." Charlotte muttered.

Suddenly, Daffodil began to laugh, a mocking laugh.

"How did you acquire your first Queensman, anyway?" Daffodil asked.

Charlotte didn't answer and had a look of shame and disgust on her face.

Daffodil quickly widened her eyes and thought of something.

"Holy shit!" She exclaimed.

"You just unknowingly kidnapped your own nephew and turned him into your own killing machine, your personal hitman, your personal assassin, or whatever the fuck it is." Daffodil mocked her.

Risa's face suddenly darkened.

"Hey, you don't have to mock her like that, Daffodil." Tristana protested.

"I'm just stating the facts, little sister." Daffodil refuted.

"There's a reason why we kidnapped him, okay? He's the perfect match for a Queensman, and it would be a enormous waste of an opportunity if he slipped away from our sight." Tristana argued.

"That's why you kidnapped him? Tied him up againts his will and forced him to become your Queensman?" Daffodil argued back.

Tristana couldn't help to let out a weary sigh.

"But I gave him a choice." Charlotte muttered.

"Bullshit." Risa blurted.

"He knew he'd die if he didn't accept your offer."

Charlotte widened her eyes.

"Yes, I know what you do and what you did on the day you kidnapped my son, little sister, don't think of me as a fool." Risa calmy explained.

"It's a death sentence for him if he didn't agree, since he knew he was kidnapped in broad daylight, tied to a fucking chair, and your whores deliberately threatened the life of my son." Risa carefully explained.

Tristana and Charlotte were suprised.

"How do you know all of this?" Charlotte asked, confused.

Risa smiled at Charlotte.

"We are your sisters, Charlotte."

"And it's our duty as older sisters to know what kind of shit you've been pulling, making or brewing every damn day." Risa explained.

Charlotte couldn't respond.

"So back to my son. How did you manage to learn that he's a Rourke, and why did you have to kidnap my son?" Risa questioned Charlotte again.

"As I said-" Tristana tried to answer.

"Goddammit, Tristana! I'm asking Charlotte only." Risa raised her voice.

Tristana didn't utter a single word anymore.

"Fine..." Charlotte muttered.

Charlotte took a deep breathe.

"Like Tris said, we've just recently found out through a thorough second background check on him."

"In Tristana's first background check, it was stated that her unknown and unnamed foreign mother died while giving birth to him, and her father, an alchoholic and abusive one, mistreated and physically, verbally abused him for years when he was a kid."

"But in her second thorough background check, it was revealed that he was really mistreated by his own father, and worse is, he has a mother."

Charlotte then stared Risa with scorn again.

Risa felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"A mother that he once loved and admired with all of his heart..."

"A mother that abandoned him without a reason, without remorse, without a guilt."

Charlotte contemptuously muttered.

"A mother that didn't even try to come back to him."

"A mother that left his son to become miserable for years and put him at the mercy of his abusive father."

"And that mother is sitting right in front of me, and the worst of it all, she kept him in the dark from us, from his own family." She scornfully added.

Risa, being the most serious, authoritative and stern among the four, couldn't hold back the feeling of her heart breaking.

Her eyes become watery, but she didn't want to show it to others. She quickly stormed out of the gazebo with tears running down on her cheek.

Tristana and Charlotte were greatly suprised because it was the first time they witnessed Risa breaking down and showing genuine emotion.

Suddenly, Daffodil stood up and looked at Charlotte with disbelief and disgust.

"Bitch." Daffodil angrily muttered, and she stormed out of the gazebo to follow the emotional Risa.