•Benjamin• Green eyes stared back at me in the mirror as I buttoned up my white shirt. It was somewhere around six in the morning and I figured that starting off early would cater best to the busy day ahead. Thinking back to the request that Heather made yesterday, I was curious to see her reaction. Most nobles - especially high nobles - would never associate themselves with the poor, especially villagers. A part of me thought that she might be doing this as lip service. Maybe she thought that she would seem more attractive or queen-like if she was a "helping the poor and defending the weak" type of person. Those type of hypocritical people annoyed me the most. They behaved like they were doing everyone a favour by being nice. No matter how many times I witnessed it, it angered me no less. Helping someone in order to brag about it and get praise from the people around you was not help. At the same time, Heather was a mystery to me. It was difficult to know what she was thin
•Heather• I was seated in front of my dressing table as I watched Annie and Bridgette move back and forth while they made preparations for the night. I had already taken my shower and my ladies bathed me in a soft lavender fragrance before applying honey oil on my skin. I had taken a pill a few minutes ago and was brushing my hair while I waited. With all the bustle that this night created, I somewhat felt like Benjamin and I were announcing that we were going to sleep together and it was quite embarrassing. Seeing that the same thing happened on our wedding night, I hoped that it wouldn't be like this every time we wanted to have sex. After finding out Benjamin's womanizing past, I was sure that he knew how to please a woman and this made me even more self-conscious. I wasn't confident that I would please him, but keeping Annie's advice in mind, I tried not to think about it too much. "My Queen," Annie called as she stood next to me, "It's time to go to his Majesty's room." I l
•Heather• I groaned softly as I turned under the warm covers of Benjamin's bed. Slowly opening my eyes, I squinted them immediately at the invasion of the soft sunlight that shone in through the open curtains. When my eyes got used to the light, I sat up and stretched my hands over my head with a yawn. I felt refreshed this morning and the slight soreness in-between my legs served as a reminder of last night's activities. Warmth filled my cheeks as I thought about how I would face Benjamin later. I looked at where he slept and my brows furrowed in confusion when I saw that he wasn't there. As much as I felt relieved, I couldn't help but wonder where he went. "Good morning, Heather," Benjamin greeted as he walked into the room from the bathroom and I looked at him. He was buttoning up the cuffs of his shirt while he would occasionally look up at me. "Good morning, your Majesty," I answered, making him chuckle. "Still on the formalities?" "I'm more comfortable using your ti
•Heather• A few minutes into the party, Benjamin and I watched the crowd mingle from our throne. Everybody was having a good time as they talked over drinks, but I was bored out of my mind. The guests could only approach us for greetings if we kept sitting here. As much as the royal family scared me to an extent, I wanted to socialize with them and show them that I was part of the family as well. I looked at Benjamin and unlike the night of our wedding, he didn't bother to smile. I could not blame him though. Given where we were seated, it was not hard to spot a few nasty glares here and there. "Your Majesty," I called, making him look at me. "Are we going to interact with the family tonight?" "Do you want to interact with the royals?" he asked, his tone heavy on the term "royals" and it felt like he was correcting me for using the word family earlier. I hesitantly nodded. "But that is only if you don't mind." "I don't." He stood up and offered his hand to me and I receiv
•Heather• After dinner, we went back to socializing and I was getting pretty tired. Benjamin was talking to a someone that I wasn't familiar with so, I stood next to him with a smile on my face as I held myself from dozing off. I could not wait for the night to come to an end. I didn't have any expectations on how the guests would behave but despite the smiles and laughs, they all seemed to have some sort of invisible barrier around them. My family was definitely not the best but at least we had some moments of warmth. I had Diane to defend me when my father let out his anger on me and she would always play with me when the other kids didn't want to. She stood up for me when I couldn't and being the lovable person that she was, people rarely got angry with her. Even on my worst days, Diane would never stop trying to put a smile on my face. Who did Benjamin have on his worst days? "My Queen," Silvester said as he walked towards Benjamin and I. "You look tired." I smiled at h
•Benjamin• Would I mind? Of course, I wouldn't. Who would refuse an offer such as this one? I looked at Heather's slender shoulder down to the top of her back. I was laying right behind her but our bodies didn't touch. We were both naked and I wanted to touch her, but scaring her was something that I was not willing to do. My eyes went up to her hair that was tied in a messy bun. I could see that her ears were red and I wondered if she had any clue about how she was making me feel. I wasn't a man who restricted myself and to be honest, I was not going to start any time soon. Although I try to hold myself back when it came to Heather, there was only so much I could do especially when she was naked right in front of me. I moved closer to her and put my arm over her waist. Feeling her tremble against me, I took that as permission to move closer until our bodies touched. Her warm skin was heavenly soft and it smelled amazing. I couldn't stop thinking about how it felt under
•Heather• "There's nothing else to do today?" I asked before taking a sip of my afternoon tea. "No. The King hasn't given any duties to you yet," Bridgette answered. I sighed and put my cup down. "Do you think that he is doing this on purpose?" "It's still the week of the festival so, work really dulls down during this period." "I don't believe you." And I really didn't. If work really dulled down, why did I not see Benjamin unless late at night? He looked busy while I had way too much time on my hands than I would have liked. Benjamin has been behaving weird recently and I had no idea why. Our relationship was good enough and I thought that we were going to get even closer especially now that we slept in the same room, but I guess I thought wrong. Ever since we slept together on my second night in his room, Benjamin hasn't touched me. We still slept on the same bed and even cuddled, but that was it. I wasn't complaining but I did not think that he would let me be eve
•Heather• I stared at Scott in mild shock. I have never thought of something like that, but wasn't paying evil with evil wrong? Didn't it make things even worse? "I can already see that you disagree with me," Scott said. "And I don't blame you. It's ridiculous but it takes a thief to catch a thief, right?" "I don't know what to say about that," I answered honestly. "I apologize for surprising you with my words but that's how it looks like in my eyes." "But are there not better ways to sort something like this?" He hummed thoughtfully. "The King might not look like it, but that man's thoughts are all over the place. He tends to overthink things." I furrowed my brows in disbelief. Benjamin and overthinking didn't go together. He always looked like he had everything under control that I couldn't even imagine him dwelling over his thoughts for more than necessary. "What do you think, my Queen?" Scott's question pulled me out of my thoughts and I looked at him. "About wha