Chapter 332 - The Medieval Psychologist

"Mother!" Crisa gave out a light shout right after she went through the door, it is roughly 10am now and knowing her mother she must be awake. "I'm here."

"Why are you so loud for!" Her mother complained, as she detached her gaze from the book she was reading and glared towards the door.

"I have a guest." Crisa spoke with a bit of enthusiasm, yet she was holding a devious smile due to the surprise she is making for her brother.

Her mother was found in shock, when a buff tall figure walked in the house, even walking in from the side since if he walked straight forward he wouldn't fit. What's more surprising? Crisa has grabbed him above the wrist and just pulled him in.

"Is that...?" She asked in shock, as goosebumps arose and she could feel her arm hair going up.

"Yes mother, this is our King." Crisa answered with a wide smile and proceeded to ask, "Is Miguel awake?"

"Kinda... I called him for breakfast 4 times already." Her mother complained about the little boy's morning behaviour.

"Allow me." King Zar waved his hand, granting them relief but at the same time he raised more goosebumps. "What's his name?"

"Ugh I forgot." Crisa tapped her forehead lightly, his name is Miguel and this one is my mother." She pointed out the obvious and afterwards revealed her name. "Tedradia Carara."

"Pleasure too meet you misses Carara." Zar walked closer towards her after she changed direction and gave her a firm handshake, finding a bit humerus how she is glancing at him, with full shock. "Miguel's room is at...?"

"This one straight ahead." Crisa answered pointing at the left side of the house, knowing that her mother is frozen at the moment.

"Miguel." King Zar whispered softly once opening the door, afterwards repeating a couple of times until he grabbed Miguel's attention.

Opening his eyes once, than the second time. Miguel noticed that this figure isn't his father, it would be illogical for his father to be here considering that he is working at one of the rows of forges made outside the Kingdom walls, since a few of the forges couldn't fit. But the important part here is, his father is working.

Opening his eyes again, he noticed a figure he managed to see from the crowd a few times but never actually got to talk to him. "AAAAAAAA!!" Miguel yelled out with joy and bounced off his bed. "King Zar!"

"Looks like Miguel is finally awake." Crisa joked around and noticed how her mother is glaring, wanting to say something but not when the King is around.

"Oh cheer up mother, I didn't do anything." Crisa directly added, not caring if King Zar would hear or not. She didn't do anything wrong and neither did the King come to think of it, it is better to clear it out now instead of having a cold room in this summer heat later.

Noticing what Guards did once the King was close by in past events, after clumsily yelling from the top of his lungs Miguel tried to mimic the Guards, bending the knee. "Thank you for your visit King Zar." Miguel spoke, unsure if he said it right but its better than staying awkwardly quiet after all.

"Stand up Miguel, no need for the honouring greets." King Zar spoke and pulled him up, tying his arm around Miguel's shoulder after as well and telling. "Your mother told me that you won't wake up when she calls you, why won't you listen to your mother?"

"Ummm Because..." Miguel tried to find an excuse as they walked out of the room, until King Zar warned.

"It is not nice to lie Miguel!" He softly spoke, getting him all the way to where he saw food at or best described, breakfast.

"Oh I was just sleepy." Miguel answered truthfully, and became bold enough to add. "Mother wants us all to wake up at the break of dawn, I need my beauty sleep."

"Beauty sleep?" King Zar asked in a bit of shock, uncertain how a child heard about such a procedure but of course had to add. "You don't need that Miguel, I bet that many ladies want to talk to your mother for your hand in marriage."

Best thing to say to a child is it not? After all it isn't too graphic and it is how marriages are hosted, some can date of course but they aren't ad common. Connections between friends and families create marriages.

"No no my mother doesn't want to talk to them." Miguel let out a compliant, and continued with another. "I'm 12 years old, I can handle anything. She won't even let me join the Army!"

"Miguel, let's not bother the King with such banter..." Tedradia tried to snap her son out of this deep wholesome conversation.

"Miguel, your mother knows best." Zar complimented as he smiled at her and Crisa. "You should listen to her, until you can make decisions of your own."

They've all sat down on the dinning table to have their light breakfast, including six boiled eggs, home bread and a mushroom stew as well. This looks like middle class eating and it isn't a surprise considering that two people bring in salaries here, one of which is a Blacksmith. The Castle offers half prices, so that should make the cost of living here a lot easier.

"I'm sorry to barge in practically uninvited, but when Crisa told me about Miguel I just couldn't say no." King Zar explained, witnessing Tedradia's nervous look in the process.

This isn't normal, the King entering a commoner's home? It was never heard off! So Tedradia is just trying to figure out why the King is here, even thinking that her daughter is pregnant and wanting to smack her if she did anything like that with the King.

Answering the King finally, after Crisa elbowed her gut a little bit. "Oh it's nothing, you are welcome here anytime. Would you like anything else Sire?" She asked, standing up from the table willing to reach for the house's storage.

"Oh this piece of bread should be enough, I'm not really hungry." King Zar grabbed the Cheapest thing he could find, bread seems like a good option since there seems to be about 3 loafs cut in half and put in a bowl, a piece of baked bread would just cost a gold coin in the Market.

"Don't be so careful Sire." Crisa added, noticing where the King is going with this and glancing at her mother she asked. "Is there any Stinging nettle tea left mother?"

In a way understanding what her daughter might be meaning here, Tedradia gave it slight thought before she answered. "Yes, I've picked up many of them last week." Afterwards she stood up and prepared a cup of tea, luckily the pot was already heating.

Giving the King tea, Tedradia sat down and just blankly stared at both of them trying to figure out what's going on. Analysing both her daughter and the King, to notice if they have any behaviour which links Romance.

But no, the King is making Miguel eat more than he wants too. Repeating, "Soldiers need food to grow big and strong."

While Crisa repeated the King's words a couple of times, finding it very interesting how her brother is eating this much for once. Miguel rarely ate breakfast, and not because there isn't much to eat but because he doesn't want too. Food-wise, life has been better than ever.

Before King Zar even knew it, a bowl of mushroom stew was already slipped near him. Mother and daughter noticed that he didn't want to reduce their food supply, and they found it honorable. But yet again not necessary, pay day was roughly a week ago, they have enough food for the month and have tens of Gold Coins saved up just in this single month.

"This mushroom stew is amazing Misess Carara." King Zar complimented as he tried to excuse himself. "I do not wish to overstay my presence, if you don't mind I have to go."

"Thank you thank you." Tedradia repeated, still confused of why he is here at the first place but she is firm to believe that her daughter is pregnant.

But yet again, if she was pregnant wouldn't the King request her father's presence instead of coming here? He is the King after all and can practically get away with anything he wants here. "You can come back any time." Tedradia insisted, while feeling relieved that no topic like that came up.

As the King left, she grabbed Crisa and led her towards the dinning table, asking. "Why did the King come here?" A bit angry, she took a step back and viewed her. "Look at me! Are you pregnant?"

"No mother, that's not why I brought him here." Trying to plant more seeds to her explanation she added. "Did you see how happy he was before leaving?"

"What's your point here?" Tedradia asked still puzzled, but at the same time happy that her daughter isn't pregnant. Most would be happy if she was, but the last thing Tedradia would want is for them to gain monetary superiority with such a method. "You brought him here because he is sad?"

"You catch up fast mother." Crisa complimented to calm her down a little bit. "You talk about how the mind works all the time, I thought you can help him."

"The king isn't mentally stable?" She asked in great shock of course, a man of such power and economical knowledge to be unstable? It is hard to believe.

"No no he is very stable, he is just going through a rough time after that battle." Crisa tried to specify, hoping that her mother's loud talking won't be heard from the outside and spread unnecessary banter. "If there is anyone who can help him let go of such burden it is you, if the King goes on with this pace he will eventually be unstable."

"Meaning we can kiss this good life goodbye..." Tedradia managed to catch on with her daughter's thoughts. And at last mostly figuring it out why she brought the King here, "We can't allow that to happen."

It might come out as confusing at the moment, because the same mother who wouldn't want her daughter to sleep with the King for a status and gold is the same person who wants the King to be stable so they can maintain this financially good life. Well it is simple to explain, 16 hour shifts before weren't good enough to have enough food. She doesn't want her family to sink back in those times.

"Exactly mother, I will try to get the King to schedule some type of daily Dinner with you or how you call it...?" Crisa tried to think of the most appropriate word for this case.

"Therapy... mental therapy." She repeated. "It's not too different from just talking to the King, I will help him jump out of this phase."

"Exactly. But you need to convince dad first, you know what kind of banter this can open up." Of course, Tedradia's well being has to be taken under consideration here as well.

"Oh that's easy, he loves the King."