The King's Mistress

Chapter 8

Leo stood before me averting my gaze. He was visible but only faintly to my eyes that had long adjusted to the darkness. The moon shown through the small window letting a moonbeam hit his face. There was a weakness to him at that moment.
Leo started to turn toward the door his walk began smooth but became wobbled as he reaches the door.
"Goodnight my king" I said as his hand now touched the knob. His hand fell from the golden knob as he looked towards my direction.
"Goodnight" he said then he disappeared through the door.
I felt the need to go after him. I had to get Eric free from the dungeon and free of his death sentence. I could have talked to him about Eric. That would have to wait until morning.

Morning came too soon which brought my maids in to help me get ready.
"We must get you ready for the ball, my lady" a maid who's hair was black as night.
"A ball for what?" I asked.
"For you, my lady. The King has planned a ball for your return." The maid said who's hair was silver as fine silver that decorating the castle's dinning table.
Then out of nowhere a tailor came in. Imagine me in my bloomers while a tailor comes in to measure me for a dress. As soon as he came through the door he was gone in a flash.
He came back pulling in fabric with a metal stand clanking in his other hand. He set the metal cage down and started at the dress right in front of me. He chose a dark green fabric working his needle through the fabric using the frame as a guide.
An hour later the dress was finished. The tailor was gone leaving my maids to flock around me. I had no idea when the ball was but my maids insisted I wear the dress now. They then left me alone for once.

Leo had locked himself in his chamber. He showed no signs of life. His head rested on his pillow as he blocked away the day. He was slowly becoming insane with jealousy and rage. He was furious with Eric so much that his nails cut into his palms as he clenched his fists. Leo released his death grip starring at the pool of blood in his hands. Leo didn't care he just wiped the blood off. The leftover blood dried on his palms.
Leo grabbed his pillow tightly and began to yell into it. Leo quickly grabbed at his chest as if his heart would explode. He was wounded his heart ached deep inside to the point of bursting. Leo's pain didn't ease off. Leo got out of bed and staggered to the door opening it harshly. Servants were soon at his heels trying to find out what was troubling the king.
Leo went up to Mai's door unlocking it. His hands lost the key as it fell from his hand making a clinking noise as it hit the ground. Leo picked it up and tried once more. The door was soon opened and Leo staggered inside. He found Mai sitting on a stool at her mirror. He rushed to her landing on his knees at her feet. His head rested in her lap. The green dress was scratching him but he didn't care. She had to stay and in his mind that was the only way he could live. Tears began to pour down the King's face as he grasped onto Mai's dress begging for her to stay.