A Beautiful, Terrible Thing (Bucky x Reader Royal Au)

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Y/n laid in bed for days after, James felt horrible about her pain that he would cause. "Y/n, King James has requested your presents for breakfast." Natasha told Y/n.

"Not today." Y/n said, yes, she had forgiven him, but she was into much pain to even stand on her own, and she did not want to look a fool walking around her new home. Natasha nodded leaving to tell the king.

James stood on the balcony of his office, looking out at his Kingdom, the doors opened, and instead of his wife it was the redhaired hand maiden, and he knew the answer to his request. "Thank you, Natasha."

Y/n stayed where she had been when Natasha entered minutes ago, the doors opened at she assumes it was James, grabbing papers that he forgot or to check on her. "What are you doing?" Her mother. "A good wife would do as her husband pleases, James wanted to have breakfast with you, so you should as a good wife have breakfast with your husband as requested."

"No, I-I cannot mother, I will look like fool." Y/n denied her mother's wishes.

Y/n could feel the other woman's glare on her body. "No, you will show just how strong your husband is." The older Queen gripped the younger Queens hair in her fist forcefully pulling her out of the bed. "Now if I have to, I will get you dressed myself." Her mother pulled clothing out of the closet Y/n not paying any mind to what her mother was doing, she sat on the floor naked. Y/n groaned in pain as her mother had her stand up; the older woman placed her daughter's hands on the bed post so that the girls back was facing her, the older queen put a corset on her, the older woman started to pull on the strings.

"You're making it-"

Her mother cut her off. "Shut your wining Y/n honestly you're now the Queen of a country." After the corset was tightened to the older Queens approval, her mother pulled a golden long sleeve  over her head, then pulled the strings on that. The older Queen brushed the girl's hair letting it flow, then placed makeup on the womans face. "Go to your husbands office and tell him you be glad to have breakfast with him."

Y/ns steps were slow and small, as she walked, every step filled with pain. Once she got to the doors of the office she knocked, she heard a muffled 'come in' form the other side, she pulled open one of the doors, James looked up. "James, I wanted to tell you that I'd be-"

He cut her off. "Y/n, you look as though you're in saver pain, I won't make you have breakfast with me if your hurt." Tears gathered in the young woman's eyes, James stood and rushed to hug her. "Come on let's go to our cambers." James led Y/n back to their rooms, James cut the ribbon that kept her dress on with a knife, then he did the same with the corset he found the night gown she had been wearing earlier he pulled it over her body, then he laid her on the bed. "Why would you do this?"

"You want the truth?" Y/n asked, the King nodded. "My mother heard about my refusal and came to talk to me."

James' jaw clenched. "I will have a word with her, she broke what I asked of her." James combed his fingers through his wife's hair in comfort for her.

She looked him in the eyes. "I want you to know I'm not mad at you, I don't want to punish you, it's just I'm in far too much pain to move I know you didn't mean to hurt me."

"Y/n, you don't need to apologies to me." He told her. "I'm going to leave you the guard posted at the door will know not to let anyone bother you, I want you to rest until you feel better."

"Thank you." Y/n then hesitated. "I love you."

"I love you two my moon stars." He kissed her head, before leaving.

He walked out, the turned to the guard. "I don't want anyone other than her lady's going in that room."

"Yes sir." The guard said.