The Kings Love

Secrets?

Jasmine
( Day 120, February 19th )

Lidia: "There's only a week left before your birthday Jasmine, are you all set for our trip?" , she asked and I continued to stare out the window from my bed. Thirteen days, it's been thirteen fucking days since Laurent straight up told me he couldn't go with me and Lidia to visit Sophia and thirteen agonizing days of sleeping alone. Don't get me wrong, Laurent still checked on me and spent some time with me out of his days but there was always someone else around as well, mostly Larry and at night, he stayed absent. And it hurt. I missed him so much and it felt as though he was avoiding the issue.

I mean, I can understand if he couldn't go because of him being a King and all but why not just say that? Why not just admit that he would be to busy with the Kingdom? I would've understood, hell I would've apologized for constantly forgetting that he wasn't a regular man and couldn't just drop everything because his pregnant girlfriend wanted to go somewhere....for her birthday...

Lidia: "Jasmine, why are you crying? What's wrong?", crying? I wasn't... I felt something cool hit my hand and saw that it was a droplet of water, that was soon joined by many others. I wiped them away with the back of my hand and shrugged my shoulders at Lidias question.

Jasmine: "It's just the hormones mom, the baby has been acting out and it's putting everything in hyper mode. I'm okay though, don't worry.", I placed the palm of my hand spread out on my stomach to emphasize my point, a small smile tugging at my lips when the adoration shined in Lidias eyes. Her hand joined mine and she spoke in whispered tones.

Lidia: "I cannot wait to meet my little granddaughter or grandson, it's been far to long since a child's been born, five years to be exact. I'm a old woman, I want to see all my children happy before it's my time to join their father.", a image of Liara flashed in my head and the smile dissipated. I wonder if she will ever speak with me again. Would she hate my child when they are born? Would she blame she/he just as she did me? I hoped not because there are many things that I would tolerate but the disrespect of my child was not one.

The door slid open and the servant Manci, that refused to listen to me saying that I didn't need a personal maid, came in with a cart full of the most delicious smelling treats I ever encountered. A slow grin spread her lips when she saw my scowl transform to a look of delight. She didn't say a word, just placed the cart near the bed and exited the room, leaving a small giggle behind in her wake. Lidia laughed and handed me a plate of cinnamon rolls which took away all my anger and stress, food was amazing.

A few hours later, I was sitting at Laurent's desk in his den, tracing my hands across the smooth mahogany. It smelt like freshly cut lemon, probably from the wipes that's used to clean it. I leaned forward and picked up the documents that rested in a manilla folder. I skimmed through it, seeing the plans for the festival which by the date was dated for tomorrow. How come Laurent didn't tell me? Was I not invited?

Probably because of the baby, wouldn't want me being around all those people and having an accident. Still that sucks, no being able to go, I loved festivals. Sighing, I placed the folder back on the desk when a paper I hadn't saw was underneath it. My curiosity sparked to life and I picked it up, it was a picture of Queen Jessica on it.

Why was... My eyes scanned down to see the words memorial and February 26th written in bold letters. That's why he couldn't go...? The doors opened and Laurent followed by a laughing Larry entered the room only to stop when his eyes landed on me and the paper now in my hand.

King Laurent: "Why are you in here? And why are you going through my desk?", anger laced his usually gentle tone and I flinched slightly at how abrasive he was being. I started to get out of Laurent's seat when he snapped at me to sit back down, and so I did, fighting back tears now.

King Laurent: "Answer my question damnit!", he slammed his hands on the desk and Larry went to the other side of me.

King Larry: "Calm your damn nerves Lau, she didn't know she wasn't allowed to be in here. Since when have you ever said she was banned from coming in here? Don't go snapping about rules you've never placed!", his voice never rose but you could hear how much he wanted to. Laurent eyes bugged as though he had been slapped and he turned on his heel, sauntering out of the room. Larry's sigh was full of annoyance.

King Larry: "Don't feel bad sis, he's been snapping on everyone the last few days. I think he's stressed about the baby and you and the impending money issues. Just give him some time.", Larry patted my shoulder before leaving as well and I just sat there for a little longer, trying to wrap my head around everything.

He couldn't go to my birthday trip because it was the memorial of his dead Queen. And the weird thing was, even in all my hormonal glory, I wasn't angry. A annoyingly large part of me understood that Laurent needed to do this, he needed to rest Jessica to peace in his own mind. So I got up and I went to our room expecting him to be gone tonight as well, but no, my child'd father actually decided to show up to his own room. And I had a feeling I wasn't going to like what he wanted to say.

He sat on the edge of the bed in a crisp black Armani suit, which I guessed meant he wasn't staying long, with the deadliest glare on his face. I softly closed the door and leaned against it, watching him from under my lashes. I really didn't have the energy to do this.

King Laurent: "Why are you still standing? Lay down in the bed before you stress our baby.", he was so irritated but he couldn't help the natural paternal instincts in him.

Jasmine: "I'll lay down when you leave, I can't sleep if someone's up pacing about the room or sending me death glares." , I mumbled and I could see just the slight twitching of his lips. He held his hand out for me to take and without any hesitation, I did. Pulling me into his lap and wrapping me inside his arms, I felt all the previous worries disappear when his body warmth surrounded me.

King Laurent: "I should've told you about the memorial, it wasn't fair to you and I apologize. I also shouldn't have ignored you like I did, I just didn't know how to explain it right. I mean what kind of bullshit reason for not going to mon amours birthday trip like I have to see my dead wife?", he muttered against my ear and it was really hard to understand what he was saying at such close proximity especially when he started brushing his lips against the column of my neck.

Squirming around in his lap didn't help the situation when I heard a breathless groan next.
King Laurent: "Don't do that. Do you want me to lose control?", he whispered and I was pretty sure I said yes but couldn't remember when his mouth overtook mine. Time slowed as he kissed me and I tried to think but that was completely redundant since all i kept thinking about was his lips. I pulled away and narrowed my eyes at him.

Jasmine: "why did you do that? I can't think straight!".

King Laurent: "You told me to."

Jasmine: "Yeah well, I also told you to stay home with me before but you didn't do that!", that triggered the water works as my hormones came back full blast. Laurent didn't reply, just stood up with me in his arms and laid us down on the bed together, not even bothering to take off his blazer or shoes. He yanked the covers over our bodies and kept me close in his arms.

King Laurent: "I'll stay home from now on. I'm sorry." He said and I tried to suppress the smile that was so determined to push my lips.

Jasmine: "It's okay if you have to do the memorial, I understand.", but he didn't reply, just held me until we both fell asleep.