narnia smut

second chance (series) p.p

A/n: hi, ik in the past my grammar is like really bad (fyi, i am dyslexic so ye) but i am trying and hopefully this chapter is an improvement. and sry for not writing much as i have had exams, but i will be posting a lot more. fyi i made this huge for you guys

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High Queen Y/n, not Queen, HIGH Queen. A title i grew to loathe. I always knew that I was destined to be married off for the benefit of my ogre of a father ; but never did I imagine that my father's greed for power would lead to marrying me of to a king, a kind of pressure he did not prepare me for. When my mother died my father turned into a bitter bitter man. He was a decent man to me at one point, he loved my mother more than anything and that was the only time I ever so him happy and as a good person. My father was disowned when he choose my mother against my grand sire's wishes and when she died it was like he did to. He became a monster consumed by greed, he did not raise me, I was never given a proper education, or taught on etiquette and manners, it was just something I should know according to him. I have been verbally slandered from the age of 6.

 It is these nightmare that haunt me till today in worser ways than I could imagine. Father wanted back an in into the family dynasty and he did that from manipulation. He lied to the kings and queens of narnia made an alliance and once grand sire about what he had accomplished he made amends with father. I found out I was to be married to the High King Peter Pensive on the day of the wedding. I never had to opportunity to figure out how to be  a queen and it was to late because before i could even register what was happening i was walking down the aisle. The moment the wedding finished my father left without a parting word  or word of wisdom to help me when i needed it the most. 

My first night was a wreck, i hadn't spoken a single word to my husband, didn't really know what to expect. He was kind during the wedding, with soft smiles and how gently he handled me, but once it was over he was cold, really cold, like he was mad at me for marrying him. None the less we did our wedding duties that night aswell, he was soft but also quick trying to finish it as fast as possible, it still hurt tremendously. I remember letting a few tears slip and i'm pretty sure that soured his mood more, we don't talk much since. 

He grabs my waist and smiles at me in the public eye, but at home (well new home) it's all different. He is cold, and he orders me around like all pompous abusive lords. He is still quite good compared to other options, he isn't abusive or thrice my age and still tried to be gentle. But he nothing compared to the stories of him, of this kind loving king, every woman wished he were their husband, how he is one of the definition of a gentleman that women imagine. Yet why is it all so different. I am all alone at court, truly have no one. I'm to scared to be confident and make a place here , as all those disgusting comments from father linger in my mind. I have learnt through court gossip that the Hight King was in love before my arrival and that i have ruined it. maybe that is why he must despise me so much. It isn't just him, his siblings seem tense around me don't interact as much and some narnians seem to prefer the other women's presence. .

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"your grace, High King Peter has requested your presence in his study" a fuan delivers his message and bowes waiting for a response.

"of course, thank you for you service" I give it a weak smile. standing up to see he is still there." is there a problem?"

"no your majesty, you have not stated weather or not I have further use" the faun reminds me

"oh, I am terribly sorry, you may leave, thank you" I state. I walk through the corridors smiling and nodding by every-time someone bows at me until I make it to my husbands study door. I knock on it twice before entering. I close the door behind me and stand opposite my husband.