Chapter 76 - Mother's love! [2]

ARTHUR TREADWAY 

Windsor sighed and called to me. — Young master, come and sit by the fire and let's eat. — Calmly, he picked up some rabbits he prepared earlier.

I walked towards him, took the skewer in his hand, and sat on a log by the fire with my head down and biting lips to hold back my tears.

Sitting by the campfire, looking at the rabbit meat on the spit, my mind relived the night. I glanced around to see if my mother was nearby, and tears began to flow. — I want to go home! I want my father! — I sobbed trying to wipe away the endless tears.

Windsor hurried over and crouched down, wrapping me in a comforting hug. — Take it easy, Master Treadway. It is not wise to cry in these circumstances...

Wise? The old bastard was afraid of my mother.

Sweat ran down Windsor's forehead as he stared hesitantly at the trees with trembling eyes. — L-Little master... Please, do not annoy the queen... — he whispered, his lips trembling.

I tried to wipe away the tears, but they kept falling. — M-My father died, and mom hates me! — I sobbed.

— Little Master, you know that's not true. — Windsor said, running his hand behind my back. — The queen is having a bad day... Your brother is inside her, and he's kicking his way out... — He sat next to me on the log and looked at me with a gentle smile.

— She said she doesn't want me to touch her... — I muttered, exaggerating.

— Little Master, the queen is not well. I'm going to tell you a secret about her... — Looking at the fire, Windsor aroused my curiosity.

I wiped away tears and looked at Windsor with sparkling blue eyes, and curiosity pulsing inside me. I wanted to know my mother's secret.

As the old man opened his mouth to speak, a roar in the middle of the trees scared away the birds. — AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! — It was a terrifying noise. It didn't sound like my sweet mother; it sounded like a bear, only twenty times louder and scarier.

Windsor and I trembled with fear. I believe that at that moment the idea of being devoured by her crossed our minds.

— The queen is not a human being, she's an Amazon... — Windsor began, trembling with a smile on his face.

Gesturing as if telling an epic story, he continued. — Little Master, have you ever noticed that you are much faster than the other children, more resistant, much more intelligent, much stronger, and have high reflexes even though you have not formed a core yet? — he asked, looking at me, waiting for the answer.

I looked at Windsor with one eyebrow raised and the corner of my upper lip curled. — Ahm?

Running his hand over my head, Windsor laughed lightly. — Of course, I'm talking to a six-year-old...

He looked at the fire and sighed. — A long time ago, your ancestor, Pendragon, fell in love with and married the first Amazon queen, Hyppolite, a woman of stunning beauty, and with incredible strength, similar to your mother, the queen. They had two daughters, and out of so much love that the great king felt, he made a promise to the Amazons. He made the promise of the Treadways, swearing that every five generations, the queen of the Amazons could marry the patriarch of the Treadways, if she wished. This was to protect the Amazons and make the blood on both sides special. In time, little master, you will understand that it is so because of the queen's blood that runs through your veins... — he said, opening a tired smile.

Sweating and breathing heavily, my mother ran and hugged me from behind so tightly that I lost air. She wrapped me in her arms, my face buried in her chest. — That's not the only reason he's like this... — she said, filling my face with kisses.

As I said, she was as strong as ever, but she was still as syrupy as ever.

Holding me tight, she asked. — My love, what happened? Why were you crying? Windsor, what did you do to my son?! — she questioned, narrowing her eyes in the direction of Windsor.

Trembling, Windsor pulled away and knelt before her. — P-Pardon, sovereign... The young master misses king Heinrich and is frightened by the Queen's behavior only — he said in a hesitant, trembling voice.

He knew that my mother could kill him in that state. Amazons are often very protective when the calving season approaches—in fact, their emotions are more explosive and intense than humans. So, a simple question like that could be the cause of Windsor's death.

She carried me, and sitting where I was, placed me on her lap. — My love, in the same way that mommy has many qualities and is very strong, she also has very strong weaknesses... — she began, looking up with her cheek inflated and the index finger of her right hand touching her chin. She was looking for something.

She raised her index finger with a bright smile. — Haha! For example, I was running through the forest to try to calm down, but when I felt that my baby was crying, I ran as fast as I could to come see my little love... — she said, filling my face with kisses.

Feeling the funny touch of her lips on my face, I giggled. — Stop, mommy... It tickles... — I said, pushing her face away.

Thinking about it now, this woman has always been amazing! The best!

Laughing, she remembered Windsor. — Get up, Windsor! And from now on call me just ma'am and never tell my son that I'm not human again! — she exclaimed with a warm smile directed at me.

— Understood? — she asked, looking at Windsor out of the corner of her eye.

Windsor was paralyzed by the menacing gaze of an uncontrollable Master from the Unrestrained Realm. With his head down, trembling hands and sweat running down his face, he nodded.

Turning her gaze to me, he kissed my forehead, rubbing my back. — I am human, yes, but my race is modified. My ancestors did many experiments on themselves in search of immortality, strength and power, but deep down they wanted to be like the Light. And it turned out that in pursuit of these things, what they did was create another race of human beings who are Amazons, and Arthur is the first man after centuries because the others... — she stopped talking, cleared her throat. — … This conversation is for another time... — she said, caressing my cheek.

It was because of this revelation that, years later, I wanted to kill all amazons. She hid from me that Amazons were created and were slaves of the Olympians. And the second nonsense of me being the first man—that was a lie. But today I understand. I don't agree, but I understand.

Windsor sat on a log next to us. — The quee... My lady said that this is not the only reason why the young master is strong. If you allow me to ask, why else? — he asked, leaning his body forward, closer to the campfire.

I was leaning on her chest. She looked at my face and realized that my eyes were still open. She smiled slightly and gently massaged my hair.