Camilla's P. O. V.
Louis grabs my waist as he lowers his head down to mine. Our lips connect and in that moment, I remember all the feelings I had for him.
I remember the way we used to be. How in love we were. How was rescued me from a terrible life and gave me something I only could have dreamed of.
I've crushed him, time and time again. And yet, he still loves me and remains faithful to me.
In the moment, I'm not having sex with him to produce an heir. I'm making love to him, because I do love him.
***
"I guess you should head out to your dinner. "
I nod as I finish fixing myself back up, "Yes, I should. "
Louis stands up, hugging me, "I'll miss you while I'm gone. "
I sigh, "I'll miss you too," I pull back and look at Louis, "Please don't give up on me, Louis. Believe in me. "
Louis strokes my cheek with his hand, "I will never give up on you. I believe that someday, you will come back to me. "
I smile and kiss him, then I exit my room to see Julian standing there, looking angry.
"Julian"
He says, "The guards wouldn't let me in"
I nod, "I'm sorry. Louis wanted to try for an heir before he left. "
Julian frowns, "You just had sex with him then you're coming to me?"
I step forward, "Julian, we've been over this. I have to produce an heir. Or France will push even more for my head. "
Julian shrugs, "It doesn't matter. I thought I could live like this. In this love triangle. But I can't. "
I bite my lip, "What are you saying?"
Julian shrugs, "I don't know. I'm saying I may not be able to live like this anymore. Here, with you. "
"You're going to leave?"
Julian bites his lip, "I'm not sure yet."
Tears start to trail down my face, "You may not believe me, but I love you. If you could even entertain the idea of leaving me and our son behind, you must not really love us. "
I start to walk by him and Julian tries to grab me, "Camilla-"
I pull away, "No, don't. Do you realize what I've given you, because of our love. Not only a child, but I convinced Louis to give you a pardon for your crimes and Louis told the people that you had no involvement in the coup. If it weren't for my love for you, you would be dead right now. But if you want to go, then go. "
Then I turn around and walk to the dining room. I walk in to see Alex and Angela sitting there, awkwardly. They both jump up as I walk in.
"Camilla, have you been crying?"
I sit next to Angela and shake my head, smiling, "Of course not! Now, what were you two talking about?"
Alex shrugs, looking bored, "Dresses"
I give Angela a look and whisper, "Talk about something that he's interested in. Don't talk just about yourself. Make an effort!"
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