𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒, 𝑀𝓎 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 Book 1

#7 "yes I did, what about it?"

You walked into your room after taking an evening walk through the garden, it was something you started to do a few weeks ago before bed to help clear your mind. Sitting on your bed was a large flat box with a light blue silk bow on it. You felt a little giddy, Could it be from him? You run to the side of the bed and slide the box toward you to read the card. "(Y/N)" was all that was written on the card, but it was in his handwriting. The King wrote this himself!

Your heart flutters and your fingers tremble as you attempt to untie the bow. "Oh come on!" you tell yourself as you fiddle with the bow. And then you hear it, you hear a chuckle escape from him. You don't even have to turn around to know he is sitting in the chair next to the fireplace and he has been watching you this whole time.

"Are you in need of assistance?" The King's soothing voice calls out to you, letting you know that he is in a good mood. The one that he keeps for when you two are alone.

You smile, "I believe I could actually."

You hear his boots on the floor behind you, then you feel a hand on your shoulder before you hear a knife come out of its sheath. He reaches next to you with the blade and cuts the knot that you created in the silk ribbon easily with the sharp dagger. Then the sound of the blade returning back to its home before the warmth of his breath on your ear was felt.

"There you go." He doesn't move the hand off your shoulder though, and you can feel the warmth coming off his body as he stands close behind you. "Go ahead, open it." You can hear the amusement in the King's voice as you are just standing there.

You swallow, attempting to regain some control over your senses, and slide the ribbon off the box. The lid comes off easily and inside is the most beautiful silvery-blue dress you have ever seen. "Did... Did you have this ma- made for me?" You stumble over your words as you touch the material.

He took the hand off of your shoulder to lightly run a finger along the long braid that hung down your back. "Yes I did, what about it? Don't you like it?"

You turn to look up into the King's handsome face, "Of course I do! You picked it out all on your own, just for me!" You throw your arms around the back of this neck and stand on your tip-toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. But he catches your mouth with his and kisses you.

"(Y/N), you needed a proper dress for the dinner party in just a few days. You needed something that I can show you off in. I want you at my side through the whole affair. And I am not taking no for an answer." He kissed you again with a smile on his lips at the shocked look on your face.

You were going to be on the King's arm before the whole court?

As if he could sense your unease he tipped your chin up to look into his eyes, "I will kill anyone who dares speak ill of you. You are mine, and you will be treated that way." He brought your hand up to his mouth and brushed the back of it with a kiss. "Goodnight (Y/N), I look forward to seeing you over breakfast." With that, he left your room.

You picked up the dress and held it to your chest, under the dress was a necklace with the same light blue jewels inlaid in it and your eyes went wide.