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Retired - Chapter Seven – Emperor’s Blade

... she is going to be fine. She is a strong-willed one, and pulled through really well. I have to tell you, it was the fast action of your men that got her here in time.” “Thank you, Doctor Devins. When can we see her?” “She should be awake in a couple hours.” As the doctor left, Robert turned to look at me. I was sitting in a chair. My legs had folded with relief and I could not remain standing. “Drake, we will go see her in a couple hours. I want you there.” “As you wish, your majesty.” “Drake, listen to me. This changes nothing between you and I. You have not failed me, and even if you had you would still be my brother.” “Your majesty…” “Robert.” “Your majesty, I… “Robert!” “Your majesty… “ROBERT!” I looked down and gave in. “Robert, I am compromised. A member of your family…” “Our family.” “A member of our family has placed my life above theirs. I cannot protect you from yourselves.” “Then we will talk to Cleo, and she will be made to understand she cannot do this.” I brooded for the next couple of hours. I had become a liability to the royal family, no matter what Robert said. Then a nurse came in and told us we could see her. We went up to her room, and she was lying in the bed. My fear spiked through me again. Robert sat in a chair next to her bed. “Young lady, I think you owe Drake an apology. You are not there to protect him. He is there to protect you. Now, you owe him an apology for taking the bullet meant for him.” Cleo looked at her father like he had lost his ...

... mind. Then she looked down at her hands. “I am sorry, Uncle Drake.” We all visited with her for a while and reassured ourselves that she was alright. Then I stepped up to Robert. “May I have a few moments alone with Cleo, please?” Robert nodded, then he ushered the rest of the family out of the room. “Cleo, I think your father handled that the wrong way, but he was right. You have a duty to the throne to stay alive. You cannot sacrifice yourself to save me. Your life is more important.” “Not to me, it isn’t.” “I understand you feel that way. You have to think of the future though. You are destined to sit on the throne. Because of that, you have a duty, as a servant of the people, to keep yourself safe. Please promise me you will not do that again. I nearly died when I thought we had lost you.” “Uncle Drake, I will never promise that. My family must come first and you are a member of that family. I will sacrifice anything to keep my family safe.” “I know you will.” I came up with my plan at that point to retire. I wanted a family, I wanted a wife. Now I had another reason to leave the PG. I could not let any member of the royal family put themselves at risk for me. The depth of my failure was in my heart. I cared about them as people and that had made me reach out and accept them as friends and, eventually, family. Now I was a liability to them. It took me six months, but Robert finally released me. Cleo cried for days when she found out I was leaving. I promised her I would come ...