Loving My King

"I've missed you, my queen" "I've missed you as well my king. But if you think you can disappear and go off on another murderous rampage without telling me, or at least INVITING ME, then we're going to have to rethink the terms of our marriage."

Hi y'all. This is not my first fanfiction but it IS my first T'Challa fanfic. As the story progresses I promise it'll get better because I will be doing some "research" to better capture his character. Because I myself am black and in my opinion there aren't enough black fanfics around I'm taking it upon myself to write one. And because-as you can tell by my username- I love T'Challa and Chadwick. Now I'm telling you now, there will be NO cheating, no abuse of any kind, no "oh I'm pregnant let me kill the baby before I consult it's father" and no "other woman" drama. As we know -or in my opinion anyway- T'Challa is way too good of a man and way too loyal for that nonsense. Those type of stories get on my nerves and make me want to stop reading them. Ok I've talked enough. Onto the story.

All rights go to Marvel and Stan Lee. I own nothing but my character.