Hiding From Her

Luke

We walked along the winding pathway toward the massive structure on the west end of the grounds. It was a beautiful sight with a beautiful woman, and I didn’t want Mother to ruin it, even in spirit.

“Sophia, she will learn to live with it, or she can live her life without us.”

“Might be hard living in the same house as her,” Sophia said.

“We don’t have a normal home,” I said. “When I was a teenager and pissed off at them for whatever reason, there were plenty of places to hide.”

“You, the king, are going to hide from your mother?”

“No, but if she doesn’t want to be involved in our life together, then she can do all the hiding.”

“Our life together,” Sophia said, looking down at the ring on her left hand. “I like the sound of that.”

I pulled her close to me, never wanting to be more than a room apart from her ever again. “Me too.”

We wandered through the manicured flowers and other plants that were native to my land. The first time I had brought Sophia home to the palace, we preten