Medicine | King Baldwin

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As the night descended, Baldwin retreated to his chamber, finding solace in the quietude that enveloped his sanctuary. He sat before his desk, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows across the room. Beside him, his mask lay abandoned, its polished surface catching the ethereal glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains.

Between his fingers, he gently twirled a restrained yet captivating necklace. At its center, a small, diamond-shaped sapphire glistened softly under the candlelight, casting a faint azure hue across the room.

The door swung open, and into the room glided the familiar figure of Isabel, her ebony hair framing her face like a cascade of silk. Baldwin's smile widened as he observed her serene approach, carrying with her the essentials for the evening treatment.

His mind wandered back to their first encounter, recalling how Isabel had entered his chamber with a shy and innocent demeanor. Despite her initial timidity, Baldwin had been struck from the outset by her graceful presence and quiet strength.

"Good evening, Your Majesty." Isabel greeted softly, her voice carrying a warmth that echoed through the chamber.

The king cast a keen and appreciative gaze over her from head to toe. She was dressed in a simple yet elegantly tailored green gown, its fabric hugging her figure gracefully. The dress featured a delicate V-shaped neckline, accented with intricate lace trim that added a touch of allure to her attire, inviting his eyes to linger.

"Give me that, let me set it down." the man said, taking the tray from Isabel's hands and carefully placing it aside. He turned back to her, his gaze softening as he approached. "Give me your hand." Baldwin gently requested, extending his own hand towards her.

Isabel smiled at the king's gesture, her expression softening with appreciation. However, as he placed the necklace in her palm, a look of surprise and disbelief flashed across her face. She gazed up at him, her eyes wide with astonishment, unsure of what to make of the unexpected gift.

"This.. for me?" she asked softly, her voice filled with a mixture of surprise and wonder. The man chuckled warmly at her astonished and moved reaction.

"Yes, my dear." Baldwin replied tenderly, watching as she inspected the jewelry with growing interest. "I had this made specifically for you. This kind of sapphire symbolizes celestial beauty and innocence beyond our reach. I thought you would appreciate it." She held the necklace delicately, marveling at its intricate design and the deep blue hue of the sapphire pendant. She was deeply touched by his explanation and the thoughtfulness behind his gift.

"I.. thank you so much." She said, her voice filled with genuine gratitude as she looked up at Baldwin. Her smile illuminated her face, revealing the sincerity in the dimples that formed and the gentle lines of joy that etched her expression.

He returned her smile warmly, his own eyes reflecting a deep affection and happiness at her reaction. He felt a rush of contentment knowing that his gesture had touched her heart.

"Turn around." the king gently instructed Isabel, his voice soft but commanding. Taking the necklace from her hand with care, he moved closer and stood behind her. With a delicate touch, he fastened the clasp of the necklace around her neck, his fingers brushing lightly against her skin.

She complied, turning slowly as instructed, feeling a gentle shiver as his warm presence enveloped her. The pendant rested against her collarbone, its sapphire glinting softly in the light of the chamber. She closed her eyes briefly, savoring the moment and the sensation of Baldwin's closeness.

The king remained close to her, his strong chest gently touching her back as he stood behind her. His presence enveloped her in a comforting embrace, his warmth and closeness creating a serene moment in the quiet chamber. Isabel could feel his steady breath against her shoulder, a reassuring rhythm that mirrored the calmness she felt in his presence.