Prince Arthur's New Life - Chapter Eighty

Things were quiet around court since the death of Prince James and the banishment of Amelia and her daughter. Many were worried that Kristen's wrath would continue and didn't want to be in the wake of it.

Lady Molly couldn't get Arthur to come out of his room much. He didn't want to play or even eat. "You can't do this much longer, Arthur, you're going to make yourself sick," she told Arthur when she walked over to his bed to find him with his knees drawn up to his chest.

Arthur jumped up to run into Lady Molly's arms. "I miss them so much. Why are they punishing me like this?" he asked.

Lady Molly put her arms around Arthur as he sobbed. "They are not punishing you. They are protecting you from harm; it will get better. I'll always be here for you," she reassured him.

Arthur decided to take Lady Molly's advice and took a walk out in the courtyard. He noticed the royal graveyard and decided to go visit his fathers grave.

His body had been moved down into a crypt made of stone with big statues that surrounded his coffin. As he went down the cold steps, he came into a dark room only lit with two torches.

He walked over to the wooden coffin that held his father. Trying to fight back the tears that wanted to pour from his eyes, he contained his emotions and covered his face with his hands.

"Why did you have to leave us? She's so mean to make my mommy and sister leave, keeping me here as a prisoner. I want to run away, but I fear I would not get far. I want to be a good boy and make them proud of me, but fear I will just disappoint them. What should I do?" he asked the silent wooden box that had no answers for him.

William knew where to find Arthur. He walked down to find his grandson standing over by his father's tomb. He placed his hands on his shoulders. "It's painful right now, but it will pass. We always lose people we love. It's part of life, it's not fair, but it happens. We just have to accept it and move on," he tried to reassure him.

"I just want to be with my mommy and my sister again. Can I see them soon?" he asked. "I'm afraid that will be impossible. You know that they were sent away for treason that normally would be punished with death. I know they are innocent of the crimes that they are accused of. I know where ever they are, they are safe. They love you, and one day you will see them again," he told Arthur.

Kristen found William and seemed really excited. "It's Arthur's birthday in a few days. Let's plan a party for him. I'm sure it will cheer him up a bit. Oh, and invite Princess Willow and her family. I know that he will like that," she told William. "Oh, that will be great. I think that's what he needs right now," he replied.

Kristen wanted to tell Arthur herself that she had planned a big celebration for him in honor of his birthday to be held next week. Arthur was not in the mood for a party but put a smile on his face to please his grandmother.

The next day he heard a familiar voice as he turned there stood Princess Willow, his best friend in the whole world. He ran over to her, almost knocking her down. "I have missed you so much," he told her. "I have missed you too. Your grandmother invited my family and me to attend your birthday party," she told him.

It was the day of the party, and many of the guests were arriving. Willow and Arthur watched as each guest arrived. "It's just a birthday party, why so many people?" he asked in confusion as to why he should be so special. "You are the Prince. They have big party's for Prince's and Princess's, silly," she giggled at him.

Everyone gathered in the banquet hall around Arthur, who was the center of attention. He stared at the cake that was made for him. "Make a wish," Kristen said with excitement. 

He stared for a moment and made a wish. It was a silent one, but he hoped that one day it would come true.

After the party, when all the guests had left, Arthur wanted to spend some time alone. With permission, he was granted a ride alone. He walked over to the stables to find an old friend. It was his father's personal and favorite horse. Kristen had kept it just for Arthur when he was old enough to ride him.

Arthur mounted the horse and took the reins into his hands. "It's good to see you again," Arthur told the horse. It stood waiting for his commands as if he had known Arthur like his father once did. "Now, let's ride into the night," he commanded the horse.