𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒, 𝑀𝓎 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 Book 1

#8 "I'm not doing that again"

You sit down in a chair at one of the large dining tables in the grand ballroom. You pick up the hem of your dress and take a look at your ankle. It was red from where the fancy shoes that matched the dress were rubbing the skin on your heel. "That is going to blister. I'm not doing that again." You said to yourself. Dancing with the ladies of the court had been a nice way to break the ice and mingle with those who were here tonight.

The King had yet to make his appearance, but she was informed that this was normal behavior for him. He didn't seem to be fond of these engagements but threw them anyway to entertain those members of the court. At that moment the royal guards beckoned for everyone's attention, it would seem that the King had just arrived at the ballroom. You stand and wait like everyone else was.

When a guard approached you, you were not sure what to think. "(Y/N), would you follow me please."

You picked up your skirts and followed the guard from the room, you could feel all eyes on you as you did. The doors to the room closed behind you, but all of that melted away when you saw the King waiting for you in the hall.

"Now I am ready." He said as he held out his arm to you.

Your eyes went wide, "My King, I had no idea you were going to walk in with me on your arm!"

He smiled at you, "I told you, I wanted you by my side through this whole thing. And I meant it." He waved his hand and the guards opened the double doors once again and the whole crowd made a small gasp sound seeing you now on the arm of their King. Then the clapping started. Most of them had gotten to know you as she danced with the ladies of the court.

You take a deep breath and hold on tighter to the King's arm. He pats your hand and then rests it on top of yours. You feel a moment of sadness when he removes his hand from on top of yours so he can shake hands with members of the High Court. He Brushed kisses on the backs of the hands of the Ladies of the Court and was polite but still his normal reserved self.

He pulls you forward, "May I introduce you all to my companion, (Y/N). She is new to life at Court, but she will get used to it."

Your heart flutters. Did he just say out loud that this arrangement of theirs was a long-term one? You told yourself not to get attached, but you did anyway. With him saying those words out loud, maybe you could allow yourself some feelings after all.