King George III x Reader - His Little Dove

Stop Wondering

"Lady (Y/N), you haven't eaten. Please eat before you starve to death!" the servant's eyes full of worry, I realized she was the person who walked in on me and King George. "I will pass, I just want to see him." holding his hands tightly close to me, her eyes full of passion. I haven't eaten in days but this is more important than eating rich people food. You see, growing up my father cheated on my mother, treating us both poorly. Once they heard of King George offering for a queen my father looked excited. He only wanted to see him, he took part of the revolution but on the British side. The thought of that made me scoff, I even ordered the guards to not let my father inside the gates.

I didn't exactly have the best relations with my family anymore. I was weak, in a terrible spot. George was the only one who was the kindest person to me. My legs carried me to his quarters, he was wheezing and his illness was worsening. "George." This caught his attention and immediately stood up but groaned in pain. "What are you — er, doing here?"

I made my way to him, dragging my (f/c) dress on the floor. "This." My lips connected to his. "I love you."

"I love you too, (Y/N)"

King George grinned, "I'm actually feeling kind of better thanks to you."