When he slid up and inside of me I saw that while he was nervous of his new bold nature he wanted me and was unable to hold back. I liked that he was getting surer of himself and of taking what he wanted from my body. All I could do was hold tight to him. Was it knowing we were man and wife under goddess and nations eyes now? Was it knowing I was pregnant with his child? What was it that had him so passionate and full of need tonight? He was fast and deep with his thrusts and I loved it.I broke a bare heart beat before he shivered and jerked and came inside of me. I held him tight with arms and legs making sure he stayed tight to me. My husband was a man that I already cared deeply for. If he kept touching my heart as he had the past month I was in danger of falling in love with him. That was good for a fairy tale, but in life that could cause problems. I was a queen, that came with a higher calling to people, not to my husband. Could I balance the two?
"Ramana. Thank you for making me your husband. I think it's a wish come true. A wish that I was afraid to truly want. You are making me a father as well. Thank you." he says burying his face in my neck. I felt tears on my shoulder. I pushed my own back and held him as tight as I could.
"It's my pleasure Efren." after a poor nights sleep last night, a wedding, celebrating, and a passionate tumble we were exhausted. We slipped to sleep just like that, his body over mine, inside it still. I woke to feel him spread like he normally was, a leg over mine and his head pillowed on my breast. I loved that he was so open to holding me in his sleep. The closeness eased a loneliness I'd not realized I'd had. It was more than just being without a partner in life, this loneliness was a need for comfort and closeness that only a lover who cared for me would be able to provide.
I had insisted that no business be done for a full week. I wanted that week to be with my husband. We spent it leisurely for five days. On the sixth, as we were finishing breakfast in the private dining room a guard ran in.
"My queen, your mother, the healer is calling for you." I didn't hesitate but ran for my mothers room. If they were calling for me then she'd taken a turn. I ran in out of breath.
"What's happened?" I ask. The healer steps up a look of worry on his face.
"She's taken a turn, her maid summoned me in the night. It seemed she had a seizure of the mind. I wasn't sure at first. But she's awakened once. I am certain now. It's harmed her mind enough that she seemed unable to recognize me or even her maid. I sent for you as soon as I realized. She's fallen back to sleep now. But with this turn in her. I fear that she won't last much longer."
"How long?" I asked trying not to give into the fear and despair of losing my mother.
"I won't be certain until she's awakened again. I need to speak to her gauge her mind. As it stands I'd say a few days. I am very sorry my Queen. I will remain here on hand for anything she needs. But there is little I can do besides make her comfortable and ease her way." I nodded. Efren was sniffing and crying quietly. With him beside me we went to sit next to my mother. At least she'd known that I was having a child. She might not get to see them but she knew they existed. Part of me wondered if she, now having the future secured had let go. Or had she gotten overly excited and caused this. There was no way to know but I wouldn't change the course. It was good she knew. Whatever caused this didn't matter. I took her hand.
"I love you mama. I know your tired. You stayed strong for so long for me. You wanted me married, settled, to have a child. It's all past. You can rest now mama. I'll tell my children all about you. It's alright." I sat forward and smoothed a hand over her forehead. Her eyes opened and met mine.I smiled. "Hi mama. How are you feeling?" the healer was quick to come over. I saw her struggle but her mouth wouldn't work well. She seemed there mentally but her body wouldn't work for her.
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A Royal Marriage
RomanceIn her world women ran everything. Men were ornaments, caretakers. They raised the children and kept the home. Ramana was to be queen, but she needed a husband. Her mother, deciding she'd had enough time to find her own took matters into her hands a...