The elemental made his way towards the garden. On the way, he cursed at himself. He usually always kept his composer no matter what was going on. He was a gentlemen just like his father had taught him to be. His sister, Katherine, was the same before she passed. Anastasia also had manners but sometimes didn’t know how to hold her tongue. She was the spitfire of the family. Thinking of her made him smile. A calm rushed over as he thought of seeing her again. He had sent out a notice to her about Angelique months ago. No word as of yet.
Entering the garden, he saw the empty table. He looked around the area and saw nothing. No Queen. Walking over to the table quickly, he looked at it then turned around. Where had she gone? She couldn’t walk too much alone with the injuring she had. Walking around the garden, he didn’t see her anywhere. His eyes kept looking towards the maze as he made his way around the garden. “Could she have gone in there?” He thought to himself as his feet slowly walked over to the entrance.
Clyde stood there in silence looking into the maze. How would he explain everything that was going on. He wasn’t one to share his feelings with anyone, let alone his past. He also wasn’t known to snap at people. He always kept his composer. He always stayed calm, but the past few months with everything happening, he couldn’t find time to be calm. Seeing Lily in his mind, he hadn’t smiled or laughed the way he had with her in months.
Entering the maze, he let his feet take him where they wanted. He didn’t think as he made his way through the maze. Then reaching the center he saw her. Rushing to her side, he looked over her. She looked as if she was in pain, but she was at peace with it at the same time. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a veil that Angela had gave him. “Take some.” His voice was smooth as he held the veil to her lips. After she was finished, he sat down beside her. His eyes looking up towards the sunlit sky.
“I am sorry about earlier….” He was truly. “My daughter, Angelique, is a vampire and some vampire’s have a way to turn off their soul…She did after I confessed to her. I shouldn’t have told her at all but she needed to know.” He paused wondering where to start. “I fell in love with a married woman long ago. She was the light of my life. Innocent, sweet, and caring…” Taking a deep breath, his heart began to ache. He hadn’t talked about her in so long. “She was with a man who wanted power and would do anything for it, but he wanted her as well. Love and power never mix… I hated him, but I tolerated him because she wanted me to…She was scared to leave. So she was stuck in that relationship and didn’t know how to get out without him taking her life.” Memories flooded his mind. “One night. One night was all we had and Angelique was born….You see, she only knew me as her Godfather. She called me Uncle Clyde….. I was with her almost daily. I saw her be raised. Until somehow he found out about Angelique not being his. He forced me out, saying they would be safe if I was just leave….So I did.” He paused, a pained expression on his face. “A few years later…He killed her… then later he would of killed Angelique, if it wasn’t for Nikolaus being there for her. An old friend of mine, a vampire.”
Looking down to his hands that were around his knees, he sighed. “If I didn’t tell her the truth, she would still be my Angelique right now…but she’s gone and I have no clue where she is. I sent word to my sister to help me, but I haven’t heard from her. I need to get her back. I can’t let Angelique live without her soul…I can’t loose her again.” Pushing back tears, he couldn’t cry. Not in front of the Queen.
Looking to her, it was the first time in a long time he ever spoke of his passed to someone. He felt a weight lifted from his shoulders. He was grateful for this woman before him not closing herself off to him.