The Love Of A King

I was cleaning along with other servants as well. Today was Prince Tom's coronation. "Ana. Go get flowers from the garden." One said. I nodded and headed to the gardens.

I silently gasped seeing Tom there admiring the garden that I worked so hard on. I bent my head and went to my job. "Your Majesty." I said, as I past him. I went to the roses.

I heard someone behind me, so I shot up and faced the person.

Tom.

"Is there something you need my Prince?" I asked. He gave me a smile. "No my dear. Do you know who did this? Fixed the garden?" He asked. I lowered my head in respect.

"I did sire." I said. "You did an amazing job. What is your name?" He asked. "Ana sire." I said. He lifted my face to look at him. Oh what he does to me!

My face heated up at the way he looked at me.

"How old are you?" He asked. "I'm seventeen Your Majesty." I said. He cocked his head to the side. "Are you in a relationship with anyone?" I blushed more. "No." His lips curved up a bit.

"Ana! Get back to work! I'm so sorry my Prince if she disturbed you." And servant said, the grabbed my arm roughly making me flinch. "Get to work." He demanded and then shoved me to the roses. Making me trip.

I kept the tears in.

Soon I heard a slap. I looked over to see a red mark on the Head servants face. And Tom looked angry. Something you'll rarely see.

"Do not harm a lady. Slave or not." He growled. The head slave nodded and left. "Are you alright darling?" He asked. I looked away. "I'm fine sire. Please don't worry about me. I must get the flowers for your coronation." I said, hoping he'd leave so I could cry.

I'd never cry in front of royalty. What good would it do?

But he didn't leave.

He stayed and watched me pick flowers.

I finished and as I headed back. He spoke. "Has anyone else hurt you Ana?" He asked. He sounded truly concerned.

"I'm a servant My Prince. If I don't do something properly. I must be punished." I said. He growled. I gasped. He looked upset.

"You should go Ana." He said. I nodded and ran off.

*Tom's P.O.V*

I watched as she picked flowers.

So beautiful.

I've always noticed this servant girl. But I just never knew who she was. I spoke with her a bit. She said her name was Ana. And she was seventeen. Good I know she isn't to young for me.

She was single. Another good thing. And as I was about to say something a man came over yelling at her. I saw her flinch when he grabbed her arm, and saw how tightly he held her.

Then he shoved her. She tripped a bit. And I caught a glimpse of the tears in her brown eyes. I slapped the man.

"Do not harm a lady. Slave or not." I growled at him. He left and I went to Ana. She acted as if she was fine. But I knew better.

So stayed and watched her.

As she was leaving I asked if anyone else has hurt her. "I'm a servant My Prince. If I don't do something properly. I must be punished." She said. I growled. How could anyone harm someone as innocent as her?!

"You should go Ana." She nodded and ran off.

I went to go get ready for my crowning.

My father came in. "My son. I'm so proud of you." He said. I gave him a smile. "Now we must talk about you picking a queen." He said. "I've already found the one I want." I said.

"Who?" He asked. "The servant girl, Ana. I'm going to make her my Queen." I told him. Father grinned. "I've seen the way you look at her. And how she looks at you. If she is the one. It will be done." I nodded.

Queen Ana. I liked it.