Chapter 5: She's No More

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Jerald
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"A gift for me?" I asked as I took the envelope and was about to open it but she stopped me.

"Your Majesty, can please open it when I'm not around?" She requested and I swear, I saw her blink numerous times with her head bowed as if trying to adjust her tears.

Just what is this gift that brought tears in hers?!

And today she cried a lot. Why? When I entered I also saw her puffed up eyes and now even she kept on crying whenever she's talking... Has she finally gone mad?!

Oh God! Don't let this mad woman go more mad! I can't help it by then. She's already a schemer. God knows what she'll do if she goes berserk with her madness.

And then again, she finally made another request.

"Your Majesty, please stay for sometime more. Can you?" Then I saw her rubbing her chest just above her heart as if trying to ease a pain there.

In other times, I would have rejected her directly, but I don't know why I'm unable to reject her today. So I agreed.

She looked at me with her shock-filled eyes. She might have thought I would reject her. Well, I also couldn't believe myself.

The woman gave a weak smile as she dragged me on the bed with my hand and said while asking me to sit there, "Please, Your Majesty."

I complied as she also sat beside me. She hesitated but still placed her head on my shoulder and I felt a jap of arousal in me.

I coughed and breathe deep to adjust myself and finally asked the questions that I couldn't hold anymore.

"Woman, why are you behaving so strangely today?"

"Am I, Your Majesty?"

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Serion
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"Woman, why are you behaving so strangely today?" He asked so softly as if I was really his lover.

"Am I, Your Majesty?" I asked as I wanted to encircle my arm around his but hesitated and then decided against it.

The pain in my chest is increasing by now. And I know the time is coming. My body is about to give up functioning now.

Earlier when I asked him to stay, I already felt the pain in my heart. When we were in that makeout session, I only felt pain as it was eating me away. But still I wanted to do it. I wanted to feel all of him before my death. I wanted to feel the love of the man whom I loved for so many years.

"Yes. Your words, they are making me feel so uncomfortable. As if you're using your words to bewitch me and comply them. Are you practicing witchcraft now, woman?" He asked.

I laughed at his stupid guess. He's still the same. Making wild guessed to hide his embarrassment.

"Not a bad idea. I wish I could learn that, Your Majesty. Then you might have loved me back, won't you?"

The pain is getting unbearable now.

"Don't you dare to try it. You'll not only ruin yourself but also me and my reputation," He said but I know both him and I are joking here. I felt like our younger days when both of our mothers are alive and nothing had changed yet.

I laughed but the pain. The pain is too much. I couldn't hold anymore so I did the last thing that I wanted to do for a long time.

"Your Majesty?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you. Not your title. Not your power. But you. I love you since I knew the word love. I never killed anyone. Never harmed anyone. Never schemed against anyone. I was framed repeatedly. I tried to prove my innocence but I couldn't ever. In my whole life, I tried, tried and tried. And I'm tired now, Your Majesty. So, I'm stopping now. I can'thold on anymore. So please, Your Majesty, don't forget my existence in your life. Okay?"

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