Prince of France *Editing*

92: dream revealed

Iman

I was walking behind a short blonde maid as she lead me to a quiet room. There wasnt that much importance to the room, it was just a place where any of us could go to relax, put our head down, and talk.

It just so happened to be that Jeremy would like to speak to me.

I wasnt afraid or anything, just curious as for the reason he needed a word with me. Usually if he wanted to speak with me, justin would also be asked to tag along.

The King is also ill, so i was a bit worried, to say the least. He should be in the comfort of his bedroom, but then i could see why that wouldn't be a great place for us to talk..

"My king, ive brought Iman." The maid bowed. Jeremy sat up and acknowledged the girl. "thank you, that is all." he dismissed her.

"I was told you needed to have a word with me?" i asked walking to the long grey colored couch he layed on. "Yes." he spoke softly. He suggested i take a seat a few spaces from him.

"Iman," he said.

I looked at him.

"How have you been? the twins? i haven't had the second of time to see what has been going on in this palace."

"I am well, the twins are doing fine, thank you." i gave a soft smile.
Jeremy smiled and nodded. "well that is good." He said.

Jeremy then frowned. "As you know, i am an old man, an ill old man."

"Yes." I said not knowing where he is going.

"So I feel as though my walk in this world is shortening every single day."

My heart jumped at his words. "Fath-"

"I would like to take this moment to thank you and once again apologize for all my wrong doings. Knowing you has really turned around my perspectives and what I have said and done in the past against you, still doesnt sit well with me." he said. i could see he was being very honest.

" It is alright, i don't -"

He slowly raised his hand up. "You are the definition of perfect for my son. And like i have said before, for him to chase and fight for you, says more than words could ever. you make my son smile, you make him happy. you bring out the best in him, thank you. And I am sorry for ever underestimating you. You will make a fabulous queen, my daughter.." he gave a small smile.

"Thank you."

"I would also love to thank you for birthing heirs and staying by Justin's side. You've completed him. And for that alone, you've made me the happiest grandfather in this world. I Am Blessed." he kissed my hand.

"I know all you ever wanted was justin to be successful."

"Yes," Jeremy gave out a low cough. "and the only way he can move on forward, is if i go." he closed his eyes and and covered his mouth with his fist as he gave out another deep, nasty, cough.

"Are you okay? do i need to-" I asked almost panicking.

He shook his head. "no, no. i am fine." he said now laying down on the couch.

"Are you sure?" i asked again and he nodded his head.

He closed his eyes for about five seconds before opening them tiredly. he waved for me to come stand by his side.

"I am tired..iman, please tell Justin that i cant be anymore proud of him and that he must proceed, even without me by his side." Jeremy said so quiet i almost couldn't hear him.

His eyes closed and my heart dropped to my stomach.

"My King," i said nervously as i placed a hand on his shoulder. He didnt open his eyes.