The Queen and Her King

The Truce

Harry POV

I felt myself slowly drifting towards consciousness, yesterday was absolutely... dream-worthy. From being able to wake Brielle, to successfully proposing to her in the best way I think I could, to ending with... quite the night if I had to say so myself. It was all just so amazing, and as I finally opened my eyes I found myself right where I was when I fell asleep, in Brielle's dark room on her bed with her laying on my chest. I peered down at her and continued to remember what we did last night as soon as I realized that we're both lacking... well clothes, we're very much lacking clothes. But gee... she is so pretty. I had both arms around her holding her snug as she slept ever so soundly, her hair was loosely draping over her bareback and I could feel her smooth and soft legs tangled in mine. Heaven, I'm in absolute heaven.

I very slowly moved my arms and hands from simply sitting on her back and began brushing through her hair with one hand and gently giving her back scratches with the other as I smiled like a complete idiot thinking about yesterday. I was so happy when she woke up, I didn't know I could miss someone so badly without them being necessarily gone, and yet there I was. I also realized that I had done what my dad had done with my mother on her final days without even realizing it. He never left her side for the last few days she was on this earth, I'm just glad Brielle was alright after it all, unlike my poor ma.

Then I was finally able to propose, it felt so amazing to finally get all of those words out. I finally told her how much she means to me, and I could not be happier about it. And when she said yes, I could barely believe it. I was truly shocked for a moment that she said yes to spending the rest of her life with me, ah the thought alone is just dazzling to me. I still don't think I deserve her sometimes, but she sure does make me feel special... sometimes I think it's because she sees something in me that I don't see. That would be wonderful, wouldn't it? That may be it, she is extra observant after all. And she loves my ma's ring... that made me so incredibly happy.

If my ma were still here... I bet she'd love Brielle, she and Brielle would get along so well. I can just imagine the two of them alongside each other having the best chats as they bonded some, knowing my ma I bet she would tell Brielle all sorts of stories about me from when I was little like the time I nearly fell from the crows' nest of my dads' ship or how up until the age of eleven, right before she got ill, she still had to tuck me into bed and read me a story to get me to fall asleep. Ironic, now Brielle hums and cuddles or snuggles me to get me to go asleep... I guess that habit simply evolved. I can see it all, the way I imagine her to this day is when she was in her prime to a point. Before she was ill, she was the brightest and happiest person I knew, I can just see Brielle and her sharing stories at the dinner table back at my old home... but alas... Brielle will never get to meet my ma and my ma will never get to meet Brielle. I'm sure if she's watching over me and my sisters that she likes Brielle though, she was the only person that ever told me that one day I'd find someone that would unconditionally love me for me, that's why she left me her ring right before she passed, so I could give it to that person. All I could think now that I've had a moment to process all of this was,

I did it ma, I found her. I found my person, she's more than I ever thought she would be... I bet ye'd love her... I gave her yer ring, she said yes...

I thought as if she could hear me somehow, I do talk to her sometimes when I find it necessary. It makes me feel better, I used to rely on doing that back when I still lived on the Isle to keep some form of sanity and light in my life. Now though... I have someone who gives me more than enough light, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop talking to my ma.

I snapped out of my thought process when Brielle shifted a little and hummed her cute sleepy hum and nestled her face into the crook of my neck before settling again. Goodness me... I really am the luckiest man... like ever. I could feel her soft and slow breaths on my neck now, I personally find that sort of thing comforting. I'll give her a few more minutes of solid sleep before waking her to attend to our necessary responsibilities. She's definitely probably a wee bit tired after last night... okay maybe more than a wee bit. I'm not entirely sure how to appropriately say what we did, but I like to call it just as it is. We both expressed our love for each other in a more... physical manner. Yeh... that's an okay way to say it. Yesterday was just a day full of love for the two of us, and I would not rather have it any other way.