“Nothing,” she whispered. “I wasn’t…”
“Romy… tell me…”
“I was thinking about my schedule for today and…”
“Don’t lie to me, Romy,” Kingston said slowly but in a determined mode. “You’re not a liar, so don’t start now. Talk to me, my princess.”
Romaine raised her eyes towards him, trying not to succumb to all the emotions she was feeling.
“You, King…” she said as her fingers twisted into his shirt front. “I was thinking of you… I was remembering things you did to me in my dreams last night… and all the nights before.”
If she thought Kingston was demanding of her earlier, when his lips found hers again, Romaine wasn’t sure they’d be able to stop. His tongue e
His boss nodded and sighed, and Kingston heard the worry in it.“King, I need you to keep a close eye on him when he’s in the palace, and especially when he’s near Princess Romaine. A few years ago, he had no issue with her taking over the throne, as is her birthright. Now, however, I fear his mind has been corrupted by Alba, his mother. She never accepted King Hernando and Queen Dorothea as rulers of this country and, definitely, think the Princess is more or less an impostor. As for Thiago…”“What do you think he’ll do?”“Right now, we’re not sure,” Raoul told him. “But his dealings at the docks are being thoroughly investigated,” he added. “Did the others give you any details on such matters? I know Brent heard and saw something…”“Only that his business might not be as clean as he claims.”
Romaine feigned feeling ill for dinner and took it in her rooms to avoid another confrontation with the King and the Queen. Kingston told her Brent would be outside her door while he ate, but if she needed anything, he would be only a phone call away. Her cheeks reddened before Kingston left her, that smoldering gaze of his glancing hard at her face. She hated that Kingston saw her flash of weakness but was thankful the man hadn’t said a word about it the rest of the day. Now that she was finally alone, Romaine decided to have a very quick bite and then just relax after that long hard day. She nibbled at freshly caught fish and salad but lost her appetite after a couple of bites and pushed the plate away. She got off the table, kicked off h
He hesitated and turned away from her.“King, please…” she whispered. “What’s going on outside these walls? What aren’t they telling me?”“Your Royal Highness… please, don’t…”“King, I want to know what my aunt was talking about. So, would you be so kind to tell me?!” she almost begged him.“I don’t think this is a conversation for your room, Ma’am,” he said quietly, and the catch in his voice forced her to her feet to pace madly around her room.“Oh… that bad, huh?” Romaine whispered and started playing with her earlobe.“Your Royal Highness, please, calm down. There is no need to stress like this.”“And why not? My aunt seems so sure I’m not fit to rule! Why is she saying that? Huh? Why? I’ve been prepared for this moment all my life. I&rsqu
“A ghost? I don’t agree… No... I was here all the time, King… I was working for them. I saw people at festivals and other meetings,” Romaine insisted.“Yes, Romy, and everyone saw your smiling face, but then you were tucked away again. Now that you’re older, rumors have started that you’re a shut-in, maybe even not right… in the head,” Kingston muttered, sounding as irritated as she felt. “Hell, I’m not proud for saying this but I believed them before I met you. I thought you were just another egotistical, spoiled, arrogant princess…” Romaine didn’t understand how it was possible. When her brother died, it hurt her, but she had moved past it. She had no choice. She was the Crown Princess, and there were duties to carry out.“Tell me, King… The people… What do they think I do?”
Each touch sent Romaine closer to falling apart in his arms. His fingers thrust hard up into her, a preview of what was to come. Just the thought of having him, all of him, sent her tumbling over the edge into oblivion. A cry tore from her throat, but he covered her mouth hurriedly with his. She cried out and her hips bucked as the climax took her hard, spreading through her limbs, stronger than any she’d had previously, and before she finished, Kingston picked her up in his arms and stalked towards the bedroom. Her chest heaving, Romaine slid down the front of his body, being sure to press herself against every inch of him, and smirked when he growled. His eyes darkened until her hands fumbled for his shirt.“Wait, baby…” Kingston whispered roughly, stopping her.“I want to see all of you, King… So, you’re not going to hide from me,” Romaine told him fiercely. “Not now, not after you forced the real me out.” Kingston frowned, but his face soften
The moon was still out in the sky, but Kingston was in no hurry to leave his sweet Romaine’s bed. He lay on his stomach, his eyes closed, and for once in his few years out of the military, he was completely and utterly... happy. Kingston’s mind was at ease, and his body… Well, most of it was relaxed. With a naked Romaine straddling his waist while her delicate fingers traced the outline of his tattoo, it was hard for every piece of him to be relaxed. His erection pressed into the bed, but he didn’t move to take her again. Her touch was soothing. Every place where her skin pressed into his was on fire with the hunger coursing through his body, and at the same time, she brought the strangest sense of calm over him.“Was I right, King?” she asked quietly as her hand flattened between his shoulder blades.“About what, my darling?” he replied roughly, his eyes fluttering open so he could glance over his shoulder at her.“About the skull on your back… Is it you
“There she is,” King Hernando said and stood from behind his desk. “Good morning, sweetheart.” Brent closed the study door, and Romaine took a deep breath to steady her nerves.“Good morning, Father… Good morning, Mother.” King Hernando and Queen Dorothea each took a hand, guiding her to the couch.“You look extremely well this morning, Romy… Doesn’t she, my love?” Dorothea asked her husband. Romaine glanced from one to the other, and all the courage she’d built up to confront them vanished at the look in their eyes.“What’s going on? What did you two do?”“Listen, sweetie,” Queen Dorothea said, “since you’re now twenty-five, we’ve decided it’s time to tell you what you have to look forward to. As you know, we plan on handing over the throne sooner rather than later, but before we can, there are conditions that must be met.”“Like what, exactly? How soon are you planning on stepping down?” Romaine asked quickly, worry causing her to tug on her ear until h
By the time Kingston found Raoul and filled him in on what he’d overheard at the docks, the sun was setting and King Hernando and Queen Dorothea had departed for their trip to the main continent. The rest of the guard was on their way back from the Royal dock, but Kingston remained with Raoul, watching the old man pace around his office on the lower level of the palace.“You said there was a shipment coming in at midnight?” Raoul said, scratching his chin in thought.“Yes, sir, at midnight. But he didn’t say what it was, and it was too much of a risk to follow them.”“No… No, you’re right, King. What you heard was enough.”“Sir? What are you planning on doing?” Kingston asked, anxious to be a part of it, but when Raoul stopped in front of him, his face fell. “Oh, I see… You wish for me to stay by Princess Romaine’s side.”“That is your place now, King. Protect her at all costs. For all we know, if we do take any action against Thiago and Alba, it could lead to a mu