Forbidden love (FrUK)

Chapter seventeen

"All hail the King and Queen of England, King Arthur, and Queen Isabel," the speaker announces as we stand on a podium in front of many people. As we sat on our thrones, many people came to introduce themselves. We were to at least sit there for an hour or so. I tried looking around to find Francis but I could not.  When the time was over, Isabel and I walked around to socialize for a bit. 

"Ahhh....if it is not the new Queen of England," a voice chirped. I turned to the voice to see the Princess of Belgium coming toward Isabel.
"You flatter me so, what kind of mischief are you up to now," Isabel smiled as Emma bowed and kissed her hand. I felt a warm feeling inside of me seeing Isabel become calmer in her presence.
"It is nice to meet you," I smiled and took out my hand. Emma stares at it for a bit until she smiled smartly, taking it.
"Listen....Isabel told me, you know.....just please take care of her.....for me," Emma begged as she held my hand tightly in worry.
"Of course..." I managed to smile. 

The two women started to talk to one another happily.
"I will just be off somewhere else," I hugged Isabel saying.
"Have fun," I whispered to her causing her to laugh as she saw me off. 

Emma and Isabel looked perfect for each other. I am sure that if being gay was legal, they would have married each other sooner....the same goes for Francis and me.  I started to walk off to the garden, and I suddenly heard a slight sniffle. It was coming from the maze. I walked closer to inspect the noise until it led me to the place Francis and I had first kissed. 

I turned the corner, and I finally saw him. He was crying.
"Francis?" I called, getting closer. He wiped his face quickly and looked at me.
"Mon Cher....what are you doing here?" He stuttered on his words looking away.
"I was actually looking for you," I told, sitting down next to him on the bench.
"I am sorry," I looked at him and patted his head.
"Arthur, you really are something else," he laughed and pulled me into a hug.
"My dearest Francis, will you one day take my hand? Even if after death?" I asked him close to his ear. 

"With pleasure Arthur," we pulled away and looked at each other before starting to kiss.
There goes my rule of not doing this today.
"KING ARTHUR????!!!" We heard a sudden shout causing us to freeze in our seats, horrified.
I turned and saw it was one of the servants.
"I....uh" was all I could say before the servant ran off.
"This is not good," Francis looked at me.
"It is not," I said, almost frustrated. I was scared more than anything else.
We started to hear voices come to us. 

"We have to get out of here," I said, pulling Francis in my arms.
"But where to?" Francis said, scared.
"I have no idea; we just can not be in this spot right now," we continued to run and hide from a distance. 

As we hid, we saw a few people looking confused about where we had gone.
"If more people did not see us, they would think the man lied about what he saw," I suggested as we stayed hidden. We waited a bit to come out of our hiding spots as soon as they left.
"That was a close one," I said, frustrated.
"We should go back to the party," I suggested. Francis nodded and walked behind me to get back inside. Luckily we did not run into those men again.
"I need to talk to Isabel; give me a second, "I started to walk away from Francis to find my wife.
Once I found her, she was blushing as she talked to Emma, a type of content I had never seen in her. 

"I need to talk to you in private," I grabbed her hand and led her away, feeling bad about it. I took her to my study, and she looked so confused.
"Arthur, what happened?" She asked worriedly.
"I messed up, Isabel" I started to pace around the floor as she got me to take a seat and explain what was happening. 

"Someone saw us..... Francis and I kissed, even though we should not have. And someone saw and recognized me," I said, worried at what her reaction might be. But she looked horrified as well. 

"You could have at least waited, Arthur," she said, frustrated
"I am sorry."
"You can not trust the common people; they could try and blackmail to get what they want," Isabel stated. I got worried at the thought. She was right.
"Who knows if this man will say anything? Did anyone else see you two together?" She asked worriedly.
"No, we got away before anyone else could," I said, making her nod satisfied.
"Well, you could accuse him of lying if he tries anything."
"Yes.....but it would be wrong to lie." 

"Arthur, now is not the time to worry about what is right and wrong," she stared unamused.
"We will try and prevent it from escaping," she smiled and caressed my cheek, not to worry me.
"We need to wait for a little bit."
"Why do you say that?" I asked her
"Because.....I plan to create a new law that states homosexuality legal," she admitted looking at me.
"How long have you been planning that?" I smiled, shocked.
"Since the day I was told I was to be married. I realized having that power could benefit some people and drop the rate of deaths and arrests for gay people," She looked at me seriously. That was a good plan; if she had created the law in time, Francis and I would not have been put to death.
"Come now, we must go back," she pulled me up to follow her. I nodded and followed behind.

Thankfully the rest of the party went smoothly; I was happy that the man did not say anything. However, I could not find Francis, which is probably best for the best. That night, Isabel and I were expected to conceive the next heir to the throne, which we were not too happy about.
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"This is kind of awkward," she said as we sat in our bedroom looking at each other.
"How about we do not take our clothes off?"I suggested.
"Ahh...like the top part?" she laughed and nodded at the idea.
"Please forgive me for this awkwardness, no offense; you are a beautiful woman...it is just ... you know," I turned away, embarrassed.
"I get it; I feel the same way," she laughed, and it grew quiet again.
"It could be worse; I hear some woman who do not want to, get forced," she said, pointing out a fact.

"You are a lot more aware of my feelings," she smiled at me and suddenly got up.
"Okay fine, I will do it, only because you have been considerate of my feelings," she got up weakly.
"How about I go to the corner, and you know, and once I am ready, I go to you?" I made hand movements to show what I meant. She thought about what I meant slowly until it clicked.
"That is a better idea," she smiled and started to take off her dress layers. I am glad she is more comfortable with that idea. I am more comfortable with that idea as well. I could at least think of him for a bit.

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Sorry about that awkward ending guys....it had to happen though. It had to.....
hahahaha thanks for reading there is more to come.