The Heir

Chapter nine

My maids got me into my night gown and left me sitting up in my bed reading. Around midnight i see Richard slither in the door. I look at him and almost laugh.

"I got to be a ninja now." he laughs in the shadows.

"I hope you know, that nobody is awake at this hour." i say putting my book down giggling.

"But yet we are, and why is that?" He says putting his hand on his chin and walks over to me.

"I don't know sir can you please tell." i giggle as he leans in and kisses me. "Oh thats why."

"You are reading Mid Summers Nights Dream, i love that play. I haven't read it in a long time." He says taking the old book off the night stand.

"Yes, Im a big fan of this ancient guy named William Shakesphere. Something about the flow of his work is amazing." i sigh.

"Wow, before i came here i thought royalty was just stupid and thought of them selves only. But i came here and you guys have a thought in the world other than gossip." he whispers sitting next to me on my bed.

"We are just people with a title. My mother taught me and my brother that you shouldnt class people on their caste but on what they are on the inside." i finish putting my hand on his heart.

"How come i have the feeling that you are gonna kiss me?" he smiles as i put my face infront of his.

"Because i am." i whisper putting my lips on his.

He puts his hands in my hair and i put my hands on his sides. His lips are as soft as the softest material. We kiss and talk for about two more hours. When i yawn and cuddle to his side he starts to get up.

"Dont go, please." i whisper loudly.

He smiles and kisses my forehead. "i have to get some sleep too. I will see you in the morning, promise." and he walks away.

I think on the possiblity of us being together. But it hits me like a wave in the ocean, there wont ever be an us.