The Kings Love

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( Jasmine )
( Day 70, December 31st )
( 4 am )

I squinted, my head was pounding. I didn't feel well, my stomach felt like it had been punched over and over. What the hell had happened to me? I moved around and noticed blankets over me, and I was in a leaning back in a sort of plush fur recliner. I pried my eyes fully open and saw the narrow walkway and the same chairs I was in, in lines of threes. I was on a plane? I got up and fell right back down into the seat, dizzy and disoriented. What the hell? Gentle and slightly calloused fingers touched the tip of my forehead and I winced, a small cry of pain released.

King Laurent: "Sorry, didn't mean to hurt you. You shouldn't be moving though, you passed out from exhaustion, I guess the last week hasn't been good to your health." He spoke so gently and for a second, I let myself bask in the fact that he was here, I was here, we were together again. I couldn't stop the tears from falling then, so overwhelmed with the events of everything. Laurent wiped the tears away with his fingers, letting them linger to stroke the side of my cheek.

King Laurent: "I'm sorry about being so rough with you. I know you didn't want to see what I was going to do, and I didn't want you to. The man I once was Jasmine, he is something I never want you to see. The scene you got today, was but a glimpse of how bad it was. Did I hurt you?" His voice smoothed over all the anger I had earlier, I had only been mad because I was scared. To be reunited with them just for him to make me go outside alone again, pulled at a fear in my heart. A fear I never had until I was taken.

I saw Laurent's eyes take on this sad look, guess I took to long to answer his question and he made his own assumptions. I leaned forward and kissed him, ignoring the searing pain inside my temples. When his lips responded with unfiltered passion, my breath was caught and I let myself be lost in the warmth from him. When he pulled away, I was out of air and I was panting like a dog in heat, damn I forgot how intoxicating this man was. Sliding his arm around my back, Laurent pulled me from my seat and unto his lap, completely burying me in his embrace.

King Laurent: "I thought I lost you. I thought my own stupidity bit me in the ass and took away what I love most. I won't let you go again Jasmine, I don't think I can handle it." A crack in his voice tore down all my defenses and I curled up on his lap, a safe haven away from all the hell I faced.

Jasmine: "It's okay Laurent, I'm here now. You saved me, something I never thought would happen. You don't have to worry about letting me go Laurent, I don't plan on leaving." I closed my eyes and felt his lips press against my head. I don't remember what happened after that cause for the first time in a week, I slipped into a peaceful slumber with someone who actually cared about me.

A few hours later, I was being shaken awake. Slapping the hands away, I tried to sleep longer but the undeveloped childish voice that spoke caused my eyes to open and my heart to lift as I looked at the adorable face of Kemar. Getting up far quicker than I should've, I ignored the pain in my head and scooped Kemar up into my arms, squeezing him tightly.

Jasmine: "oh my gosh, I missed you so much Kemar!" I happily babbled and the child began to cry, burying his face in my shoulder. Gently caressing his back in a motherly fashion, I spoke calmly to ease his pain.

Jasmine: "it's okay Kemar, I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere again." I said to him, and his little eyes looked back up at me.