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XLVI

Shockingly still going at it! This was not in my 2025 bingo: me updating heavy crown.

i was listening to pray for me by the weeknd and kendrick lamar while writing this chapter and the lyrics are very fitting!

Once again, let me know what you guys think of this chapter!

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Reina awoke to an absence in her bed that made her shiver and pout in confusion. A yawn escaped her lips as she rolled over and onto her back, frowning and squinting as sunlight hit her face. She sat up after a minute, looking around the bedchamber. Harry wasn't anywhere to be seen. She carried herself over to the garderobe hoping he was taking a bath, only to find it empty.

She felt a deep sinking feeling just like she did yesterday, immediately hit with dread and anxiety that he had disappeared again. She raced to the door and swung it open, finding Frederic stationed right outside it.

"Where is he?" She demanded.

"He's in the castle, my Queen. Do not worry, he didn't leave the castle grounds," Frederic immediately said in a gentle tone, trying his best to reassure her.

Her tense shoulders fell immediately and a sigh of relief left her lips.

   "He asked for you to meet him by his favourite spot in the castle after you've had breakfast," Frederic informed her, making her frown.

"Breakfast...alone?"

"Uh...yes," Frederic said with a weird expression, as if he was choosing his words carefully. "The King seemed to be up very early today. He ate and practiced some sparring with me as he waited for you to wake up."

"Oh I see," Reina mumbled. "Well you can tell him to return to me and sit with me while I have my breakfast after getting ready."

"Very well, my Queen," Frederic responded with a bow of respect and walked away.

Reina had her handmaids help her with her morning routine. There was a sour feeling that plagued her. She was chewing her lower lip nervously, rubbing at her belly slowly yet incessantly as if it was to self-soothe. Something didn't feel right about this morning and she couldn't tell what. There was a sense of dread in the air and it was so thick she could taste it. Her mind was running in circles thinking about how happy and loved she felt last night, how it was so different to what she felt now. She was overthinking and she knew it.

"Quite a complex braid you've picked out today," Nira commented with a chuckle, pulling Reina out of her thoughts.

"I wanted to feel pretty," Reina mumbled in response twiddling with her fingers. What she really wanted to say was that the strong tugs on her skull soothed her and the slight pain would chip away at her anxiety little by little.