𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒, 𝑀𝓎 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 Book 1

#20 "did I ask?"

You blink as things come into focus slowly, you are laying on the King's bed. You try to sit up but the spinning in your head starts again.

"I am right here sweetheart. Don't scare me like that again. You hear me?" He places a kiss on your forehead and then another one on your stomach. "I don't want to lose either one of you. You would break my heart."

You widen your eyes trying to focus on his face, is he trying to say...

As if he could read your thoughts by the puzzled look you had as you searched his face for any clues, "My sweet bride, did you not know already that I love you?" He picked up your hand and placed a kiss into your palm before placing your hand to his chest, "Like I thought I never would."

You smile and swallow hard, as your mouth is dry and your throat feels sore. "My darling husband... I love you more than words can describe. I have from the start I believe." He smirked at you and your heart fluttered.

There was a knock at the door and he strode to it and opened it only enough to see who it was, "Yes?"

"Your grace, we have brought a tray of refreshments for the queen." The servant said nervously.

"I am sorry, but did I ask..." But the servant cut him off.

"Your mother asked that we bring these to you M'Lord. She is concerned for the Queen. In her condition..."

The king's turn to interrupt, "The Queen's only condition was getting overheated and not enough air. Now I bid you and my MOTHER a good night." He shut the door, but opened it a second later and took the tray from the servant. "On second thought, I will take this... but only because it was a good idea. NOT because it was my mother's. Are we understood?"

The servant quickly nodded and took off quickly down the hall. The king placed the tray on a table and then brought a few things over to you.

"Here, you must eat something, and drink a little of this. But slowly!" He said as he helped you sit up placing an extra pillow behind you.