4 Sorry

Brenda entered Richard's room after hearing all the noise both he and Rita were making. She has a very good hearing. She saw him in deep thought sitting on the bed. She sat down on the bed beside him and placed her hand on his back.

"Are you okay?"She asked him in a concerned manner.

Richard looked at his mother helplessly. "I don't know."

"I couldn't sleep because of all the noise you were making with Rita. What were you arguing about this time around?"

"Are you not suppose to be sleeping?" He asked her trying to avoid the question she asked him.

"How do you expect me to be able sleep with all the noise you were making? Now tell me, what happened?" Brenda asked him again.

"Just a little argument about whether we should continue with the parties being thrown for Golver (the little prince)" He sighed.

Brenda understood the fact that Rita had reported her to Richard and knew that Richard must have taken her own side.

"I'm guessing you wanted to stop throwing the parties which she didn't agree to, huh!" She told him.

"I mean it's just for once year and she is making it seem like a lifetime. And she even brought Adhley into it. How does any of this relate with her?" He said growing angry at the last part of his statement.

"Both of you have had this 'Adhley' argument over and over again over the years. I thought you will both get over it but it only seems to get worse." She sounded like someone tired from going through the same ordeal again and again, maybe it's because she had.

"I get the fact that you are still in love with Adhley, but it's been years since she died and you're with Rita now according to Adhley's wish, right?" She said to

him.

"Right." Richard could not look at his mother's face as guilt clawed at his heart for the many lies he had told her concerning Adhley's death and his relationship with Rita.

"Exactly. So you have to be careful with her so that she won't feel unwanted." She said in a voice that only a mother can possess.

"Yes mother. " He said to her giving her a small smile.

"And about the parties, stand your ground. She needs to know that you are the king. " She told him firmly.

Richard wonders if he would be able to do that knowing that she would remind him of how he became king in the first place.

Brenda noticed him in deep thought and assumed that he was thinking of Adhley. "It's been six years since she died Richard, you need to move on with your life. You should not argue and fight with Rita all the time, you need to be patient with her. Okay?" She advised him.

"Yes mother. Thank you."

She nodded her head. "Will you go and call her back into the room or what?" She asked him.

"I'll fix it. "He said.

"Goodnight son." Brenda said and left for her own room.

"Goodnight mother. " He said to her.

...

Richard felt bad from the way he treated Rita earlier and could not gather the courage to call her back.

However luckily for him, Rita entered the room quietly but feeling angry inside. She lay down on the bed facing the other side without saying anything to Richard.

Richard was uneasy and decided to talk things out with her.

"Rita, can we talk?" He said in a small voice but Rita refused to reply him. This made him feel much more bad.

"Rita please, let's talk this out." He pleaded with her.

Rita finally sat up and faced him, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I'm sorry for shouting at you. I didn't mean to do that. " He explained. "I just feel that we should stop throwing parties for the sake of the townspeople..."

"We did not invite them, did we?" Rita cut in.

"Yes, we did not but..." Richard tried to continue but Rita interrupted him again.

"Exactly ,so why do we need to consider them? Moreover you are the king and the king is always right. We should be more concerned about Glover's happiness and these parties make him happy, we should not take that away from him. "

"Okay." Richard had no choice but to agree with her.

"So the parties are still intact?" Rita asked but in a final tone in which Richard nodded to.

Rita smiled and was about to go back to sleep when Richard decided to talk to her about Adhley.

"What you said about me still being in love with Adhley, I just want you to know that I was never in love with her." He said.

Rita sat back up, the smile on her face immediately vanished. " And how am I supposed to believe that? Anytime I say anything about her you get all worked up especially if I utter bad comments about her you end up getting angry at me and this has been happening for the past 6 years. I am confused honestly. And you expect me to believe that you are not in love with her?" She said sadly.

To be honest, Richard was also confused on how he was feeling but he dismissed it as guilt.

"I am not in love with her. I just don't want you talking about her or her child. Even if we killed the child you should know that my blood still runs in that child's vein. I'm definitely do not need you to remind me that I killed my own child." Richard tried to explain to her why he behaved the way he did even though he himself was not totally convinced.

Rita sighed and realized that it must not have been easy for him over the years with the way she constantly reminds him about the murder of his own child by himself. But she could not help it after all she was just trying to remind him of the person he claims to love. At that moment, she seemed to realize everything that he has sacrificed for her and she felt bad for being selfish and not considering his feelings with the way she always speaks. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that it would be so hard on you." She said remorsefully.

Richard gave her a gentle pat on the cheek and smiled, "It's okay."

Both felt relieved that they were no longer fighting and they slept comfortably in each other's arms.