The New Kings Pet

Chapter 17

I woke up the next morning with weight across my waist, I open my eyes a little and I see Henry he's still asleep but I can hear him murmuring something in his sleep. I couldn't quite make out what he was saying, but I groaned as I suddenly realised how heavy he actually was and how much of his dead weight was on top of me. I tried to roll his body onto his side of the bed so that I could get up, but he wouldn't move at all.

Sighing in defeat, I lay in bed staring at his sleeping figure. It seems weird that watching him sleep makes him seem more human than a monster, like the way he looks so vulnerable right now. He stirred a little before his eyes opened groggily and he yawned while stretching and pulling me even closer to him, he blinked a few more times before he no longer had a sleepy look in his eyes. He brushed a stray hair behind my ear and smiled softly, "this is how I want to wake up each morning" he whispered and I felt his breath on my face.

I shook my head and got out of his grip and walked towards the bathroom, "sadly seeing you first thing every morning is not how I want to wake up" closing the door behind me I got ready by going to the toilet before having a shower and brushing my teeth, when I left the bathroom Henry was nowhere to be seen. Going into the closet I find a pastel purple summer dress and a pair of white flats to go with it, I look at an assortment of collars next to my vanity of jewellery and I choose a white one with a gold bell putting it on with a soft sigh of annoyance.

I couldn't exactly complain because I put myself in this situation by being disobedient towards him since the very beginning and now I was dealing with the consequences of my actions. If it meant Nicholas was safe then that was all that truly mattered, he was such a kind and sweet young boy I could see so much of my mother in him, more than how much of her I saw in myself.

I will raise Nicholas how my mother raised me, with the utmost care and compassion. Although he was by law a bastard child from my mother's infidelity, he was still my blood and I would treat him as if he were my own child. It would be of valuable lessons to learn to raise a child let alone a royal one. I just wish I had my adviser to guide me along the way. The memories of rushing to my etiquette lessons rush to me as I walk past the room where I learn, going inside it has the same almost stale smell with light dust coating my books at the desk. I yearned to go back to a time where my only problem was not understanding the proper ways of a young lady such as myself.

I still had a long way to go, but the people now guiding me were strangers.  Holding my head high I smile towards the servants that pass by me, their not so subtle whispering once they are out of sight making my calm composure to falter slightly. With a shaky breath, I compose myself once again and enter the room where I am to do my royal studies. "Good Morning my lady," my maid in waiting says softly lowering her head, laid on the table is the readings that I was meant to continue reading and begin using the etiquette lessons during my royal duties as a princess; except now I am the Queen. 

Nicholas comes running in, his face flushed red and wet cheeks from the tears that continue to stream down his face. "Monster, Monster" he cries between hiccups as he clings to my legs when Henry walked through the door with a groggy yet angry expression on his face. "You" he was seething through his teeth pointing his finger towards Nicholas who is hiding his face and shaking. "What has he done?" I ask calmly rubbing my hand through Nicholas's hair in an attempt to soothe his hiccupping sobs. 

"That bastard child came into our room screaming and began jumping on the bed whilst I was still sleeping, his obnoxious behaviour rudely awoke me from my slumber" he complains and I barely manage to suppress a small laugh at his childish behaviour. Untangling Nicholas from my legs I usher him towards my lady in waiting who quickly takes the hint and takes Nicholas out of the room and closing the door, leaving me alone with the beast. 

I notice a plate of cut fruit on the table, my breakfast I'm assuming and I quickly grab Henry's hand as he clasps onto my hands when I reach out to him. Taking him I usher him to the chair I am meant to sit where I study, I take a piece of fruit with my fingers and pushing it against his lips. "Eat" I whisper and he opens his mouth taking my hand he places the fruit in his mouth closing his lips he licks my fingers before eating the fruit. We stay like that for a while, me feeding him fruit until he has finally calmed down and forgotten about the incident. "Feel better?" I ask and he nods seemingly lost in thought. 

"What is it that's on your mind?" I ask pushing the plate away and lifting myself to sit on the table right in front of him. He doesn't notice me so I gently touch his chin, the feeling of his stubble against my thumb and forefinger as I bring his face towards me. His mind still seems elsewhere so I do the only thing I know will surely grab his attention, I press my lips against him only gently for a split second and as I begin to pull away his hand is holding onto my hair keeping my lips pressed against his. 

When he lets go, he smirks, "you".

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"If you ran like your mouth, you'd be in good shape"

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Quote inspired by her spit fire personality :)

I felt like writing this story again even though I said I had discontinued it, sorry for my absense a lot had happened and I had to give up writing for a while. 

This story will slowly be updated

keyword: slowly

Peace out, Ty