In the Kings Bed

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Sweet and Vaded
Sweet and Vaded

She crossed her arms across her chest keeping her back to the king. She felt the heat radiating from his body as he stood behind her.

His hands remained on her lower back, but dared not to move any lower or higher. Instead he spoke softly behind her.

"I see you've met my youngest brother." He commented. His fingertips began to make small movements around her hips.

"He was kind." Caroline said honestly. "And didn't want to see me alone."

"He's known for his indiscretions, Lady Caroline." He warned her. "I would advise you to withdrawal yourself from further situations."

"Do you not trust me?" She asked as she attempted to pull away from him. His touch was too distracting.

"I don't trust anyone." He said without thought. "But in this case, it is my own blood that I fear."

"Surely you would not think of me as an adulteress." She said. "I spoke the same vows as you when we married three days ago, your grace. I would be a fool to break them."

The small movements stopped and his grip tightened on her hips. He pulled her back harshly into his groin. Caroline gasped at the swift movement.

"You would be a fool." He spoke directly into her ear. "A brave fool, but a fool no less."

"And are you brave, your grace?" Secondary meanings lingered behind her words.

"I am the king, I have no choice but to be brave." He answered.

"And are you a fool, your grace?"

"I am no fool," His voice grew harsh. "Where are you going with this?"

"But you're an adulterer." Caroline accused. "You would be a fool."

He swiftly spun her around in his arms locking her in an embrace.

"I am your king." He reminded her calmly. "Your swift tongue will be your downfall, Lady Caroline. I suggest you control your lips before you sit on the throne."

Caroline placed her hands on the king's chest and tore herself from his hold. The king backed away honoring her space.

His eyes lingered on her naked chest and for a second. The future queen forgot how she stood before him.

Embarrassed, she quickly covered what she could.

"You don't have to hide from me." He slowly took a step towards her. He placed his hand on her wrist pulling her arms from her breasts. "I want to see you." He told her.

"I want to see the body that will carry the future king of England." Lady Caroline slowly let her guard down.

She was young, innocent and a fool for pretty words. But in time she would learn the ways of the world and not quickly succumb to reassuring words.

The seventh day of marriage was considered a milestone.

It was celebrated greatly with an honorary jousting tournament. Champions from Austria and well as England would be participating in this event, not as enemies, but as a nation combined.

They weren't due to the jousting arena for a few hours.

In the queen's room, Caroline and her ladies sat near the large windows on the side of the room.

They were working on their needlework and Lady Caroline was trying to concentrate on anything but that.

Her thoughts were consumed with the king.