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Forty-four • Raw Confessions
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Benjamin's Bride Forty-five • An old wound
×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
Benjamin's Bride Forty-six • Chaos and Confusion
×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's Bride Forty-seven • Another Mess
×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
Benjamin's Bride Forty-eight • A Close
×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's Bride Epilogue • A Year Later
×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
Benjamin's Bride One • Runaway Bride
•Heather• A small smile stretched my lips as I silently studied the beautiful butterfly in front of me. It had large, bright colored wings that were attached to a small body. I wondered what kind of breed it was and where it was from since my parents made sure that there weren’t many butterflies in the manor because of my older sister’s weird fear of them. Tilting my head to the side, I lightly shaded the picture that I had been drawing for a while now. I had somewhere else to be but after having an encounter with such a captivating creature, I couldn’t miss drawing it for anything. Having my journal on me, I figured that it had to be a sign. The Harlow’s manor was a spectacular building that, in my opinion, had the most beautiful garden in all of Reechidre. It was wise not to take my word for it though because I didn’t move around often. “Heather!” My mother’s voice screamed in horror that I flinched, making my pencil scratch through the page. I looked at my surroundings to se
Benjamin's Bride Two • The Crowned Prince
•Heather• Servants rushed around the manor in panic as the search for Diane continued. Despite my mother’s efforts to keep the incident secret, it spread like a wildfire and it was only a matter of time before the neighboring manors caught wind of it. My hands tightened on my dress as I tried to think of solutions. How could we save the royal family from this humiliation? What kind of compensation would lessen the burden of this shame? Even if we found something to make them feel better, our family would never be trusted. We would become outcasts amongst the nobles and even the middle class. But that would be better than death, right? I looked up at my mother, who was deep in thought as well. She would probably rather die than be pushed down the societal ladder. After all, being better than those around her is something that she loved and tried to instill in her children. Suddenly, the door swung open and my blood turned cold at the sight of the person who walked in. The tense atm
Benjamin's Bride Three • Wedding Night
•Benjamin• Classical music filled the ballroom as people danced to and fro. Everybody wore their finest garments and I could tell that they were having a great time eating and dancing on this beautiful night. Even the band that was playing had smiles on their faces as they played their instruments and lightly tapped their feet on the stage. It was a joyous occasion for everyone but my bride and I. After being swindled off the bride that I was promised, this woman wasn't even trying to look entertained. Heather and I sat in front of the room as we watched everybody have their fun. Our dance was the last and our only job right now was to look happy and receive well wishes and gifts. I looked at Heather through the corner of my eye. Despite tying her hair up to show off her elegant jewelry, her short figure was almost drowning in the dress that she wore. I guess they didn't have time for adjustments. Her dark blue eyes searched the room while her full, pink lips were set in a noti
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