•Benjamin•I nervously stood in front of a large wooden door that led to Heather's office as I debated on whether I should knock on it or not. This morning began with me receiving a letter from my father's wife that held a strange request. It completely soured up my morning, but after seeing the details of the letter, I saw it as an opportunity.I could have just send a servant to give Heather the letter together with another that expressed my thoughts about it. And Heather was smart, so she would probably grasp the meaning behind it without much explanation. I could have done that but I didn't.I wanted to talk to her myself. Not only about the letter but about yesterday as well. Part of me was embarrassed that I allowed her see such a pathetic side of me while the other was liberated because of all the assurances that she gave me.A king wasn't supposed to show weakness. I had more than enough memories of where I was constantly punished when I was younger for being vulnerable and my
•Heather•I stared at the passing trees as I rested my head on the window of the carriage. We were riding through a forest and despite the heat, it was very cool under nature's shade. I lost count of how long we've been on the road and I tried my best to not fall asleep. "We are almost there," Benjamin said as he gently rested his hand on my arm.I hummed and sat up straight. "I thought that the main castle would be closer."He smiled in amusement. "That would defeat the whole purpose of having a separate castle.""I see. We won't have time to rest when we arrive, will we?""No, but we will be able to retire to bed earlier if the schedule is followed without any disturbance." I frowned and he added, "Are you that tired?""Not really. I just want to lie down.""Was I too rough with you last night?""My King!" I scolded as I blushed furiously.I discreetly glanced at Annie, Bridgette and Scott, who were seated across from us. Scott had his eyes closed as he rested against the seat, Brid
•Benjamin•Heather moved closer to me - If that was even possible because she's been glued to my side the entire afternoon. I wondered what that was about but I did not mind it all. What I need mind, however, was her nervous shifting and it didn't take much to realize that something was bothering her.I looked over at the notes that she had written on her papers, the blue ink contrasting greatly with the black print. Unlike her usual neat scribbles, her writing right now was quick and tough to read.I chuckled in amusement and Heather looked at me curiously. "What is it?" She asked."I won't judge if you tell me that Brigette writes your reports for you," I replied, making her brows furrow in confusion."What do you mean?""I'm having a hard time believing that this handwriting and the ones in your resports come from the same person."She let out a soft gasp and hid her writing by pressing the documents to her chest. "Don't tease me. I write all my reports myself.""Is that so?""Yes.
•Benjamin•I held Heather's arm and laid gentle kisses from her hand up to her shoulder. I went on to kiss her neck, collar bones and chest before continuing down to appreciate her beautiful body. Just as I reached the top of her center, Heather gently pushed my face away."I can't," she said before she sat up. "What happened to the fiery passion that you had the last two rounds?" I asked teasingly as I sat up as well."It finished together with them. Any more and I'll just be aching."I hummed and kissed her neck once again. "We can't have that. Want to take a bath together? I can call a maid to prepare the water.""Yes, please." I got out of the bed and pulled on a black robe. Without tying it closed, I walked into the bathroom and paused when I noticed that it was renovated as well. It was a whole new room altogether. The only thing that I was grateful for was the shower. I walked close and checked if the hot water was running. Discovering that it was, I went back into the room
•Heather•Benjamin has been behaving strange. He has been more quiet than usual and quite a bit clingy. I found it cute but I couldn't help feeling like he was behaving like this because of some negative reason.Was it because of his private conversation with Prince Alfred? Despite Benjamin's claims that they did not talk about anything of much importance, I did not believe him.Although I felt that way, I figured that it would be unfair of me not to give him the benefit of the doubt. We were traveling back to our home tomorrow so, maybe he was feeling homesick?I looked up from my hands, that were folded on my lap, and looked through the window of the carriage. The Queen invited us to go into town with her this afternoon. It was quite a strange request from someone who did not spend any leisure time with us, but she explained that it was for the sake of getting us souvenirs and I could never say no to some shopping. I also saw this as a good opportunity to interact with the people o
•Benjamin•I stared at the blood stained prison cell with a frown etched into my face. The door of the cell was still locked with no sign of forcible entry yet the man on the other side was laying on the ground with his throat slit open and a badly bruised face.It was the same man who bumped into Heather earlier this very same day. The guards had locked him up to teach him a lesson and other than that, I did not give any more orders. Especially not one as gruesome as this.This cell was one that was built outside the security station. It was a punishment box that was used when trying to use someone as an example to prevent others from imitating a similar crime. Everybody who used this route saw the person who was locked up and most wished to never be put in it.And here was a dead body that was sending a deafening message."Gossip spreads as fast as a hurricane," Scott said as he observed the scene with me. "Some subjects have began to raise their eyebrows in question and the common
•Heather•I groaned and squinted my eyes to avoid the brightness that streamed inside the room. I turned to face Benjamin and frowned when I noticed that he wasn't in bed. It was strange because he never left me asleep while we were at the main castle.I sat up groggily and my heart fell at the sight of the unfamiliar room that I was in. Despite its extravagant beauty, it was neither of Benjamin's rooms nor mine. I gently pressed my hand against my racing heart and tried to calm my breathing as I put my thoughts together."You're finally awake," a familiar voice said from the far corner of the room. My gaze went there and met with Prince Alfred's. He was seated on a grey couch with an open book on his lap. "Welcome to Bluet Roei.""Bluet Roei?" I repeated in surprise.He nodded and gestured to the bedside table. "You can help yourself to some water if you are feeling dehydrated."I cast a suspicious glance at the water before looking back at him. "You do realize that this can cause a w
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
×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