"Prince George Alexander Phillip is now christened! God save the king." The pope declares and the church full of people cheer back. My bundle of joy is handed back to me and he starts to gurgle. I kiss his little head wrapping one arm around his body and entwining my other hand with Edwards. I flick my eyes up to meet his loving gaze and he beams kissing my forehead and our baby. There is no feeling quite like bringing another person into the world it is indescribably amazing. As I look down at our creation my stomach does backflips and my eyes start to prickle with tears of joy. People from all over come to congratulate us and to gaze at the future king.After the ceremony we return back to the palace. It is nightfall when we return. The Stars decorate the sky and a sliver of moon peaks out in the sky casting a shadow of light over the palace walls. I rush straight to our bedroom. Edward must attend a meeting about kingly duties. I push my way through the massive oak door holding George tightly towards my bosom. Emma takes George from my arms and I fall on top of the bed in exhaustion. "Are you tired m'lady?" Mabel asks.
"I am exhausted Mabel. Can you run a bath for me please?" I ask.
Mabel rushes off to the the roaring fireside and begins to fill the copper bath with water. I watch as clear liquid flows from the jug into the shiny orangey metal bath. Emma undresses me untying the restricting corset from around my middle as I slip my stockings and shoes off. My cream dress falls to the tiles in a heap of fabric. I confidently stride across the floor naked as Emma and Mabel avert their eyes to the floor. I dip my toe into the warm water before slipping my body into it.My tense muscles relax and my sore feet feel cleansed as the water covers every inch of my tired skin. George begins to cry. Emma rushes to fetch him from his cot.
"Bring him to me!" I instruct. Emma carefully places him in my arms. I quickly undress him and place him on top of my chest. He quickly quietens down. He begins to suck on my breast for milk as I bathe him cautiously. I swap breasts and he happily laps up the milk. He nuzzles into my neck and begins to fall asleep. I pass him back to Emma who redresses him and places him back into his cot. His sweet sleepy breathing fills the silence of the room. I submerge my whole head under the water. My red hair floats in the water skimming the top. I scrub it with a bar of lavender soap and I smell fresh and clean.When I emerge Edward is silently sitting on the edge of the bath. I blush at my nakedness. Mabel and Emma have left the room taking George to his nursery. He smoothly draws patterns in the water grazing my knee slightly every time. He smiles as he sees me blushing.
"Oh my you are blushing. You make me chuckle. We have born a child and yet you still get embarrassed around me. You are beautiful Evelyn. Don't ever forget that." He whispers staring straight into my eyes before gazing over my body. My stomach dances and my mind goes a flutter."There is enough room for both of us!" I say invitingly grinning as he raises his eyebrows at me excitedly.
I watch as he gets undressed removing his belt, his top and his trousers. I gasp to myself as he reveals his muscular abs. He slides into the bath with his back against the other side. I cannot control my urges. His lips are too tempting.He stares at me intensely as my heart rate speeds to a thousand miles per hour. I move to sit on his lap. My lips find his as our breath intertwines. I push my fingertips through his golden hair and he puts his arms around my waist pulling my body closer to his. His lips leave mine and I start to groan as he trickles kisses down my neck. Our lips find each other again and I slide my tongue into his mouth. He pulls me closer. My rib cage feels like it's about to smash as my heart beats faster. My breath becomes ragged as I kiss him again more ferociously. He reciprocates and I slide my hands down his abs. The water sloshes over the side and we laugh against each others lips. I kiss him and then I get out of the bath dragging him to the bed. We dry ourselves and then I push him onto the four poster mattress. I trail kisses from the bottom of his abdomen wavering before pushing my lips onto his. He rolls me over so that I am underneath him...
21st May
Sunlight streaks through the curtains leaving a stream of gold across the room. Edwards arm is around my stomach and my back is pressed against him. We are like puzzle pieces in the way we fit together. Perfectly matched for each other. I nuzzle into his neck waking him up with a kiss. He smiles as he wakes from his slumber. He kisses me back.
"I must go to Oxfordshire today Evelyn. There is unrest amongst the people. You must stay here and look after George. I will be back by tomorrow." He says swiftly changing into his clothes.
"My heart will break with every second that you are away!" I declare forlornly. He kisses my lips and I instantly melt.
"As will mine. Good bye until tomorrow my love." He says shutting the bedroom door, stealing one last glance of me.I quickly dress into something plain. I walk down the corridor to the nursery. A strong grip stops me. It is Henry, Edwards brother. I stare at his hand uncomfortably. He has a strong hold on my arm. He grins pervertedly down at my breasts.
"Hello Evelyn. How have you enjoyed playing queen for the past year?" He asks chuckling creepily. I start to shiver. Something is going to happen I can feel it.
"I can't say I know what you mean. I am playing no role; I am genuinely happy. Would you mind releasing my arm?" I ask calmly.
"No I won't. I know your dirty little secret. You slut. I can't wait to see what Edward thinks of you after he finds out." He laughs evilly. My heart plummets. He knows about Fred. How did he find out?
"I don't know what you mean!" I reply nonchalantly trying to prise his fingers from my arm.
"You know exactly what I mean!" He says spitting at my feet.
"What do you want from me?" I ask.
"Lay with me and I will not tell a soul. It will be like old times back when you were a slut!" He laughs at his disgusting joke.A/n: what do you think? Tell me in the comments thanks for reading xxx
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Historical romance: The Tudor Rose
Historical FictionEvelyn lives in a castle entwined with a rich family history and weathered stone walls full of secrets that must not be told, red rose trellises to signify the house her family belongs to and acres of land to ride her horse to the woods to meet with...