Personal Whore? [M]

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This is one of my fav pics of Dec. I love him in baby blue 🥹 *edit: image doesn't seem to be showing so I've tried a different one*

Argh sorry these updates take so long to arrive 🙈 but on the up side they do eventually arrive. So here it is... enjoy 🥰

I was extremely reluctant to sleep in a room that didn't have the Northern Prince in it, not just because I was used to having him in my bed, but because this room lacked the same level of protection when he was absent.

Carter guarded my door, but that would never give me the same comfort as knowing Anthony was right next to me, that the best soldier in the two kingdoms was watching over me as I slept.

The Inn became cold as night fell. Forrest warmed my front, providing a little more comfort. We had adopted similar positions to Flint and Ember, who were spooning on a roll mat beneath the window, and whilst drifting off to sleep, I found a warm feeling expand in my chest. The lonely stable boy inside me was still ecstatic and in awe of how we'd managed to make friends.  Four friends to be precise. Friends that weren't Ant's first, these people chose to stay around me because they liked me... I was quite certain they liked me anyway.

My sleep didn't go uninterrupted, I kept waking intermittently, sometimes due to Forrest's wriggling or Ember muttering in his sleep, but sometimes with fear. Fear of everything that was to come, fear of failing, fear of losing the people I loved most, fear of having lost some of those people already for nothing.

When the anxiety built to an uncontainable level, I broke away from Forrest. I laid out on my back, unable to sleep despite my eyes feeling so heavy with the exhaustion.

Frustrated, having stared up at the ceiling so long that the moon changed its position in the sky and started shining in my face, I slipped out of bed. Quiet as a mouse I crept towards the door, my bare feet pushed down experimentally on each floorboard before taking step to avoid any loud noises.

As i drew near my escape, there was a sharp creaking sound beneath my feet which disturbed Forrest, enough to have him shifting on the straw mattress but not quite waking. Wincing and swallowing down the lump in my throat, I took an extra long time slowly lifting the steel latch on the Inn door and pulling it open until there was a small gap for me to slip through. The rest was easy, I tiptoed past the top of the stairs, past Carter who was sat up against the wall beside my room, sleeping on duty. I rolled my eyes a little when he didn't even stir, Ant would be so pissed if he caught him being careless with my safety. However, it worked in both our favours as It allowed me to sneak into Prince Anthony's room completely undetected.

Undetected by everyone but the Northern Prince that is, as he was not sleeping soundly like the rest of the men beneath him, he was sat on the windowsill, staring up at the moon as it reflected back in his ocean blue eyes.

He didn't turn to me, but I knew he was aware of my presence. My footsteps remained light, as not to disturb the peace, but instead of sneaking around like a fox, I waddled much like a penguin towards the dark haired royal.

"You should be asleep little Prince." He grumbled, voice gravelly from disuse, finally turning to me when I'd come to stand at his side.

"Hypocrite." I hummed, failing to hide my smile. I was relieved to see him, pleased he was awake with me, happy we could comfort eachother.

His serious facade slipped when our eyes met and I leaned in, pressing our lips together in a silent greeting. His arm snaked around my waist, pulling me against his side to welcome me beneath the stars with him. I stared up at the sky, appreciating its beauty but knowing I probably didn't see it the way he did. There was a time I'd believe that was a bad thing. Not long ago I thought my ability to see good in everything was naivety and I believed naivety was a weakness. Now I was desperate to hold on to that blissful ignorance, I was terrified of becoming anymore wise to what the world was really like.

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