A FRACTION OF HIS WRATH (3)

The idea of marrying off their only son to the sleeping nymph sounded insane to the king, but the queen was too afraid to anger the god, who had given their son his sight back. 

His sight could be taken away from him if they didn't fulfil their end of the deal with Aaron, moreover, this was his only request. 

"What will happen if we break the deal?" the king suggested, he didn't have the heart to let their son marry this nymph if she didn't wake up at all. "It has been seventeen years and not even once he appeared before us, he must have forgotten about this."

"No," the queen immediately rejected the idea, as she shook her head in fear. "We can't do that. We can't bear his wrath!" The queen was freaked out to hear that suggestion again. 

In the past, this deal didn't seem so bad, they could agree without thinking twice, but then as years passed and their son neared the age that they promised, this matter looked so big, bigger than they could imagine.