Blue Blooded - [Mick Schumacher]

Ten

          Lucia had felt fuzzy and warm inside for the complete ride back to the castle. She was leaned against Mick's shoulder, his hand resting on her thigh and playing with the soft ruffles of her dress. She loved the way he kissed her and she felt so relieved that he accepted her as his queen and princess. The coachman halted the horses and the carrier came to halt in front of the entrance of the castle. Guards of the castle opened the doors on both sides and Lucia and Mick got out. She was exhausted for sure, the day had been incredibly long and she couldn't wait to fall asleep, knowing that they'd visit places and people all over the kingdom, starting tomorrow. The guards bowed for the royal couple as they stepped onto the bridge, their footsteps echoing as they reached the entrance hall. The doors were opened for them once more. Only the candles on the wall were flaming softly, giving just enough light to guide them the way through the castle.

Mick and Lucia walked the stairs quietly, watched by the guards who were patrolling between the humid, stone walls. They finally reached their room at the upper floor, Mick pushing the door open for her. Lucia let out a soft sigh, her hands pushing onto her lower back as her spine was aching by being on her feet the whole day already. The soles of her feet felt just as sore. "It's warm in here," Mick mentioned and Lucia agreed, the temperature in their room was warmer than usual. "The fire under the bathtub is still burning a little," Lucia said, nodding towards the gentle smouldering wood under the tub. "They expected us to be back in the castle earlier, I assume. Do you want to take a bath?" Mick jokingly asked and she let out a breathy laugh. "No, thanks," she replied and Mick got onto his knees to make sure the fire was completely out before they crawled into bed.

Lucia unclipped her hair from the tight bun the maids had wrapped it up in, unrolling her braid and she soon started to untangle the strands. Mick watched her move her fingers through her gorgeous, onyx hair, the braid had caused her hair to be even more wavy than it normally was. "Can I do it?" Mick asked and she looked up at him. "You mean untangle my braid?" she sheepishly asked and he nodded. "Sure," Lucia muttered, withdrawing her fingers from her hair to let him. Mick stood behind her, watching her briefly in the mirror before his eyes focussed on her braid. Lucia watched him through the reflection, seeing his brows lacing together while he was concentrated on not pulling on her hair or hurting her in any way possible. Mick's fingers were delicate as they loosened her braid all the way up to where it started. She expected him to step back, but his fingers moved through her strands and briefly gathered it in his hands.

Lucia leaned her hair further back, enjoying how her hair was freed from the tight braid it was in all day, the roots of her hair even aching a little in response. "Very soft," Mick said and it made her giggle, his eyes directing back up to hers through the mirror. He left her hair hanging down her back, which almost reached her bum. Lucia gathered her night gown before moving behind the divider to undress herself. Even though the divider prevented her from being seen naked, Mick never looked at it anyway. However, the candles lit up the divider, the thin material showing her silhouette behind it and Mick's breath briefly got stuck in his throat. He cleared his throat soon after, his cheeks turning crimson as he turned around to stop looking over at the divider she was hidden behind. Mick started to undress himself as well, getting rid of the formal clothing that he had been wearing ever since the ceremony this morning.

He tugged the blouse over his head, the trousers down his legs and he replaced them with the soft, linnen pants he wore to bed. Mick hesitated, it was too warm to wear the shirt to bed, but if they'd open the curtains and the windows, it would be too cold. Lucia came from behind the divider, wearing her nightgown. She looked over at Mick, who was still shirtless. Her eyes went to the floor, even though they had kissed and held each other, she didn't want to look at him while he was so scarcely dressed. "Do you mind if I sleep like this? The shirt is too warm," Mick explained. "If it makes you uncomfortable, I can still wear it," he added, but she shook her head. "It's fine," Lucia replied. "The moment just reminded me of when I was looking for you and you were in bathing pool, not wearing anything," she giggled again and it caused Mick to laugh. "I remember too," Mick said. "But luckily I'm wearing pants now."