•Benjamin• "Is this where the village ends?" I asked as I looked at the open pasture ahead of me. "Yes," Scott, my right hand man and trusted friend, answered. "This is the last village of the Northern district. If you walk past the forest, you'll reach the border in about thirty minutes." "I see. That's good then." The village was doing better than I expected and I was happy that the bags of wheat and fertilizer that I gave two months ago helped the villagers. I looked down at the map that was tucked in my belt. Despite being King, I didn't have as much power as I would have liked. Power was in the hands of those who held the most influence and gaining the peoples' trust was a priority of mine. As much as gaining support from the nobles was a great place to start, I couldn't neglect the poor and I hated seeing the weak suffer because they were not strong enough. "Let's continue to the west," I said and began to walk to where we had left our horses. "Wait a minute," Scott
•Benjamin• Later that day, I went to my study and began to work. I preferred being in the field but Scott would definitely give me an earful if I went back. The time flew by quickly and before I knew it, I had run out of papers to look through. "Where's the rest of the work?" I asked Paul, my butler, as he proofread and arranged the documents that I went through earlier. "I expected more than this or is that not the case?" "The Queen handled most of them while you were gone," Paul answered and I looked at him in surprise. "You made her do paperwork?" "No. You're the one who ordered it, my King." "I did?" He nodded. "You said that we should split the work with her. 'Give her something that you can give to me' is what you said." I sighed when the words sounded familiar but I could not remember why or when I said that. I held back a groan. "How did she handle that? Should I look through them?" "There's no need. From what I saw, she handled them very well actually." "Is that so?"
•Heather• "Hasn't Lady Samantha stayed too long?" "I heard that the King is considering taking her back." "I saw her cuddling up to the King!" "If I was the Queen, I would have thrown her out." "I would rather kill myself than be in the Queen's position right now." By the beginning of the following week, all sorts of rumours had already filled the castle. The servants whispered amongst themselves and kept quiet when they saw me. Some would even gossip outside my bedroom door when they thought that I was asleep or maybe they did it on purpose to taunt me. I didn't know how to feel about this. Despite Benjamin being home often, we rarely talked to each other. He was either occupied in his office or with Samantha. The only time we had to sit and somewhat talk was during meals and he would leave immediately after. What the hell was Benjamin doing? Everywhere I went was filled with gossip that even my office stopped being my favourite place. For even the servants to ridicule
•Heather• "That's all for today," Samantha said as she gathered the papers that were on the table and gave them to her maid. "We can continue tomorrow if you don't mind." "There's no need. I've already gotten the gist of this strategy although I can not approve it just yet," Benjamin said as he looked at the map, that was marked on various spots with a marker. "You can send the rest through letters." She blinked in surprise. "Excuse me?" "You don't have to be here anymore. Your family must miss you." "I understand but it's not like I came here for play." He hummed and looked at me. "What do you think?" "M-me?" I asked in surprise when I realized that he was being serious. "Of course." "If you're satisfied then I agree with you." "And I'm quite satisfied already." He looked at Samantha again. "Have a good day." She stared at him for a while before standing up and bowing. "I understand. Thank you for your time." She left and my gaze followed her. I was surprised th
•Heather• I stared at the document on the table and sighed softly. I couldn't get my head around my interaction with Benjamin last time and I wondered how he could be so charming at times. I followed Bridgette's advice to the best of my capability. Whenever Benjamin would have tea in the courtyard or when he would be taking idle walks, I made sure to join him. We still didn't talk about anything but matters of the kingdom though. I didn't know how to start a personal conversation with him and I was not sure if he would be okay with that. A few days in, Benjamin started inviting me for tea himself. We still could not take each other too personally but it wasn't as bad as it was before. The gossip gradually reduced and I could finally breath. Another thing that never failed to pop up in my head was the Festival of the full moon. I was assured that Benjamin would not force himself on me so, I could just sleep in his room. It wasn't a must for us to have sex but a part of me shame
•Benjamin• "That was fun!" Scott said as he looked over his shoulder at me. I hummed in agreement, pulling the reigns of my prized steed, Trevor, to slow him down. "Although it would have been better to race in the forest than here." "Nope. You've got enough space around your castle so, make use of it." I sighed in frustration but didn't argue. Scott and I were riding our horses in the outdoor horse ring a few meters away from the castle. After declining my offer of a race in the woods, Scott suggested that we have it here instead. I didn't like the idea but it was better than being cooped up in my office. The space was large enough for a good ride but it wasn't the least bit accommodating for a race. I understood that he didn't want me to leave the castle too often but this was ridiculous. "Anyway, what did you think of the report I sent?" Scott asked, his question making me look at him. "It was well done. I want to start working on things right away," I answered. "As g
•Heather• Today was the day that my parents were coming to the castle. I was nervous and a part of me wished that Benjamin would change his mind. Parents could also send blessings and well wishes through letters so, why did they have to come here? This would be the first time that I'm seeing them since the wedding and I did not know what kind of face to put up for them. How should I behave? What should I feel when I see them? Despite my first days in the castle being terrible, it was peaceful and things were starting to get better. Benjamin became a little soft spoken with me and regardless of the doubts I have about him, I found his presence rather peaceful. I was living better than I did at the manor. Nobody hit me here and my ladies were a strong support system that I barely experienced while growing up. I wanted to show my parents that I have changed and they couldn't step on me any further. That is what I kept telling myself but my heart still shook in fear at the mere th
•Heather• "Yes. Diane is doing well," my father answered calmly. "Is that so?" Benjamin asked slowly. "Heather told me that she was sick so, she couldn't attend the wedding." My father looked at me briefly and a cold shiver ran down my spine. "That's true. Heather did offer to be in her place and since it was better than nothing, we agreed. We apologize if this offends you." I dropped my gaze to my plate and my hands began to tremble under the table. What was Benjamin doing? "It doesn't offend me. I would have appreciated a warning though." Benjamin put down his fork and leaned back into his chair. "I was surprised when I noticed that she wasn't the woman I met." "We promised your family a daughter from our household so, we figured that you wouldn't mind," my mother defended. "If that was the case then I should have met them both. I recently realized how intelligent my Queen is and I didn't expect her to be so fond of paperwork." "I apologize for her nonsense. She has a
×Heather×I took a small sip of my tea, afraid that it would cause another eruption of vomit, and when it didn't, I sighed in relief."Is this the same one that you served at first?" I asked as I looked at Bridgette."Yes, but I added honey instead of sugar cubes. Does it taste different?"I hummed and took another sip before reaching down to rub my belly. "Not really but I can tell. The baby seems to like it." "I'm happy to hear that. Please enjoy it while you can."And I was. Ever since I entered the second month of my pregnancy, food has become a challenge. I was never a picky eater but the baby was very particular about what I ate and I would be lying if I said that it wasn't annoying. You could never get used to the feeling of vomiting out your insides.I also became very sensitive to scents so I couldn't paint anymore. The scent that I loved became one that gave ma a headache. On the bright side, I was excited to have a child. They still had a long way to go until they would be
×Heather×Dawn came quickly and we had to go into the carriage after the servants were done preparing everything. I was exhausted and half asleep that by the time the carriage started moving, I went back to sleep.This time, our journey was peaceful and quiet but for the hooves hitting the ground below. That was probably because of the large number of reinforcements that surrounded us and I was grateful that there were no complications in having them sent to us.Benjamin had calmed down even though I noticed that he had a lot on his mind. I strongly doubted that Prince Alfred would get out of this unscathed but that would mean our relations getting worse. It would also mean that I couldn't see Diane anymore.I worried for my sister and wondered if she knew about Prince Alfred's plans to attack us. And if she did, I wondered what she thought about it. Diane's hatred for Benjamin was a bit of a shock to me and I would not be surprised if that's what made her be okay with this plan, if s
×Benjamin×I kicked one of our attackers away from my sword and watched as he fell onto the ground with a loud groan."I will ask again, what do you plan to gain by doing this?" I asked as I pointed my sword at him. He spat blood to his side and glared at me without saying a word. I chuckled. "You have no idea of how lucky you are that I chose to repeat myself instead of resorting to torture." Seeing that he stood firm on keeping his silence, I drove my sword into his shoulder and watched as his face twisted in pain. This man was the leader of the group assigned to attack us. Despite knowing that the objective was an assassination, the way this was done was strange. "I know that Alfred sent you. Your silence will bring little benefit to you so, it's best for you to speak," I said."Even if I speak, I will end up dead either way," the young man answered. I hummed and pulled out the sword before driving it into his thigh. "Then it will make no difference if you speak.""Go to hell, y
×Heather×I shifted nervously in my seat as we waited for Benjamin to arrive. Prince Alfred and Diane were already in the dining room when I got here but due to courtesy reasons, we could not begin our meal with a member of the table missing.The room was quiet but for the small talk that Diane and Prince Alfred shared. They tried to involve me a few times but I was too absent minded to maintain the conversation.I looked down at the tableware as I tried to gather my thoughts together. Despite spending the night and most of my morning with Benjamin, I still could not get over the fact that he was here.He was here and even confessed his feelings for me. Benjamin and I loved each other. I could finally think and say that with confidence. I was literally floating in a cloud of bliss that I did not even care if it showed on my face. "Apologies for the wait," Benjamin said as he entered the room looking as dashing as ever in simple yet outstanding attire. "You sure took your time," Prin
×Benjamin×"I apologize, okay?" I said for the hundredth time that morning as I pulled Heather even closer to me.We were seated up against the headboard of the bed while Heather rested against my bare chest. We had just woken up but my Queen wasn't in the best of moods because I failed to keep my promise to do something about preventing any possibility of pregnancy.I pulled out the first time but everything else after that was a blur. Despite Heather being angry right now, she seemed to enjoy it when I released inside her, but it did not seem wise to bring that up now."If I get pregnant, it's all your fault," she said with an adorable pout and I failed to contain the joyful chuckle that escaped me."Well, if you do get pregnant, I will be a very happy man," I replied. "You will take care of it yourself!"I laughed. "You are not that mean.""Fortunately, I am not." She sighed and after some hesitation, she continued, "Hey, Benjamin.""Hm? What is it?""If I get pregnant and give bi
×Heather×I clenched my hands tightly at my sides. What a fool I had been, loving a man who only wanted to get rid of me. Was everything that I saw and felt from him a lie? A delusion from my expectant and lovesick heart?I couldn't even stop the tears that rolled down my face - I did not bother to hide them. My chest ached in unexplainable ways as air failed to leave my lungs. It took all my strength to keep my legs from giving out and I wondered what I did to deserve this kind of treatment. Benjamin hesitantly touched my arm but I pulled myself away from him and took a few steps back. "Heather, I apologize. I didn't mean for it to come out like that," he added quickly, frustration clearly written on his face. "Then how was it supposed to come out like, Benjamin!? If you really don't want me, just say that instead of making me go around in circles; unaware of the reality of our marriage.""That's not it. I would never not want you." "That's nothing coming from a man who is stuck
•Benjamin•I put down the document that Alfred handed to me after our discussion and looked across the table at him. If it wasn't for his clenched fist on the table, I would not have noticed that he was nervous."Before you give me an answer, please give it some more thought," Alfred said as he straightened himself in his seat. "I know that it sounds ridiculous, especially since our Kingdoms barely have connections with each other, but I need a higher achievement to give me an extra push.""Haven't you already achieved much for your Kingdom?" I asked as I briefly glanced at the papers in front of me. "Why are you going so far just to ask for my help? Or should I say, threaten me to help?""I didn't not get her Majesty to threaten you.""Then why? Do you know that what you've done has basically given me permission to have your head put in a box?"He chuckled. "I did not know that you needed permission to do that."Scott stepped forward with a deep frown etched into his features but I r
•Heather• I nervously ran my hands down the red dress that I wore as I gave myself one last look in the full length mirror. Despite its lovely fabric, I was worried that it made my pale skin stand out more. I sighed, wishing that Bridgette and Anne were here to help me to not feel too self conscious. Today was the day that Benjamin was coming to Bluet Roei and as much as they tried to hide it, the atmosphere was enough to tell how tense the Castle was. The maids scurried left and right to get things in order, the stable men prepared the horses in case they were needed for a ride and the halls got cleaned over and over despite already being spotless.I wasn't allowed to leave the room that I was put in so, I spent most of my time drawing or reading. The room was huge with beautiful cream white walls that had artificial flower decorations hung over the lamp stands and mirror. The bed was large and heavenly soft. It was also close to the window that gave a view to the apple trees behin
Benjamin•I angrily stomped into my office and failed to keep my temper under a lid. I just finished my meeting with the subjects of Lefera and as expected, things did not go well. They didn't believe me at all.Most were free enough to make stupid comments while the silent ones spoke volumes with their facial expressions. The looks in their eyes reminded me of the day after my brother's death. The day my life changed in what I could only term as a messed up advantage.The day after I traded in my humanity for a better life. A life of isolation but nevertheless somewhat peaceful. I shook my head, pushing away the fog of anger and bitter regret, and reminded myself that Edward's death was not something that I did on impulse. He deserved a fate much worse than death.A roar escaped my throat and I angrily swept everything off my desk. Why were things getting so fucked up at the same time!?Time seemed to be moving in slow motion and my patience was running thin quickly. On top of this