The Cursed Tyrant and His Reluctant Queen
After dinner, a real dinner!, after trying every single one of the sweets prepared for the banquet, Ignis accepts to lie in bed.
I follow him, getting rid of the peignoir on the way. His eyes catch the shape of my body before I have time to slip under the covers, but he doesn't reach out to me immediately.
«You look tired,» I say. «You looked tired yesterday as well. Do you even sleep at night?»
«I try to.»
«And?»
He can't have been awake every night for two months. It's humanly impossible.
«And somehow I manage. As I told you, I do sleep in my room. But it doesn't help much. Three days ago was the first time in ages I slept like a man,» he said.
After we made love? So, he does not need someone to watch, apparently. It's enough that he's relaxed.
«Is this room safe?»
«It is. It's the safest room in Alba, for me.»
«So, why don't you stop worrying? If someone gets to you here, they can make it anywhere else. There's no point in thinking about it too much. Also, you're a King, Ignis. You will always be in danger. It's written in the job's description.»
«And you will be too, along with me,» he sighs. «I dragged you into this.»
«Yes, that's right. Now, don't change the topic. And don't try looking pitiful.»
«I'm not doing that. I'm feeling guilty, not pitiful!»
I caress his hair, making him smile as a reflex. He closes his eyes, content for my attention.
Then, without warning, I grip his locks and pull.
«I decided to make you sleep tonight,» I say. «Changing the topic won't save you from it. So, you'll rest tonight. Whatever it takes.»
Even if it means making love, then I'll do it. But the first few times we made love he didn't sleep. It's true we were on a dangerous journey, though.
«I will keep watch while you sleep,» I say.
«It's too early for sleeping, Veronica.»
«You're right. I just want you to be clear about it,» I murmur, letting go of his hair. I hug him and settle in his arms, looking for a comfortable position to talk and rest together.
«So, what are we going to do before sleeping?» he tries again.
«Talk.»
«Just talk?»
«There are a lot of things we should discuss,» I point out. «We can avoid talking if that is what you want. In the end, it's not too important, is it?»
«No, Veronica. We first do the talking.»
He's displeased, but we did promise each other to be sincere and not hide anything. Except for our identities, apparently.
«A few weird things happened today.» I shall start somewhere. The incidents seem like the most urgent right now.
«Weird?»
«I would say someone tried to boycott the coronation. But those were cheap tricks; boycott is a little too stern of a word. Someone played a couple of pranks, that's all.»
«Like what?»
«While I was resting this morning, a maid ran in and stained the mantle with blood. She poured it all over the white fur.»
Ignis winces, widening his eyes.
«Did you see her face? Can you recognise that maid?»
«The maid isn't important. I'd prefer to know who's the mastermind. I'd like to teach him more efficient ways of dealing with me.»
«You cleaned it with magic, right?»
«Correct,» I chuckle. «The plan failed, and they won't know how.»
«That sounds like a prank to you, Veronica, but that maid stained a Royal symbol. She can be sentenced to death for it. It happens even when they ruin one without doing it on purpose.»
«Wait, Ignis. Wait. The maid won't sound outrageous in a few seconds.»
«What else happened?»
«There was a needle in the belt. It was hidden in the knot. It came out later while we were walking towards the Temple.»
«A needle?» he murmurs. His face is now solemn, dark, and gloomy. «Who dared?»
«I don't know.» I shrug.
«I'll change your maids tomorrow.»
«Change?»
«You won't meet any one of them. Ever again.»
All right... Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned the incidents to him. What will people think if a voice is spread that the Queen's servants are executed in batches?
Moreover, was it really one of my maids? I doubt it.
The belt was intricate, and it would have been easy to miss a needle that small. Knowing the customs of the Royal Palace, I don't think any of the maids assigned to me would have taken such a risk.
«I don't think it was one of my maids,» I say.
The needle wasn't such a cheap trick. The itchy powder had a specific purpose. They didn't want to poison me; that would have been a problem.
But, making my skin react and potentially become red or some other colour... Was it to prevent Ignis and me from making love? In the end, only the maids and my husband could see my hip. The culprit wanted me to refuse to go to the King's room. Or Ignis to send me back because of such an ugly sight.
The effect of the powder was weak on me from the start, and the few remnants were cleaned by Aida and her magic.
It was not something that would have left any long-term trace. The most troubling aspect would have been the embarrassment of being sent back.
Even though I'm sure that Ignis wouldn't have done that. He would have called for a doctor, in that case. Or told me to sleep on my side of the bed without making much hassle.
«Do you want to play that person's game?» I ask.
If I go back now, we can see who was behind this scheme by how they act tomorrow morning.
But I don't want to get out of bed now. It's so warm and comfortable.
And my legs are now burning because of the long day. The fatigue had reached every part of my body, and I'd lie like this forever.
«I don't want that,» Ignis says. «Whoever it is, the person who hid the needle had a plan, Veronica. Following their wishes will bring no good.»
«You're just looking for an excuse to keep me here.»
«What if it's the case?»
«How can I leave my dearest husband?» I sigh. «If you're so desperate to have me here, how can I go? My heart would be rotten if I managed, right?»
«Veronica, you...» he puffs, rolling his eyes. «Just think what you want. I don't care. But you're not getting out of here. Especially not after telling me of the attempts on your life.»
«Don't be so extreme.»
«Am I? What would have happened if you didn't have magic to clean the ruined fur? You were responsible for the Royal Symbols as their bringer.»
«I would have been late to the ceremony, but I would have cleaned the fur with my own two hands.»
«I know, but... And the needle... Are you sure it was not poisoned? Shall I call a doctor?»
And, here we are.
«No, it's fine.»
«Show me.»
«Show what?»
«The place where it hurt you.»
«There's no wound to show, Ignis.»
«I said to show me. I'm not asking you for explanations.»
«Is it an order for my King?» I chuckle.
«It is. Will you refuse?»
«Of course! Why should I uncover myself now that I'm so comfortable? My King should know better than me how warm his arms are.»
His warm arms move as soon as I finish talking, leaving my body. He blocks my wrists in one hand, pressing them on the pillow. He reaches down to the nightgown and pulls up, uncovering my intimate parts. This moron knows nothing about a girl's honour!
I lock my legs, settled on not letting him see anything.
Not because of shyness, unfortunately. It's because I want him to rest tonight. I would be proper and innocent if only I didn't know what I'm missing...
Still, I can't allow my lust to take over. I've made my decision, and I will follow it till the end. Tonight, Ignis will sleep!
«There's nothing,» he says. He lets go of my wrists and focuses on the skin supposedly covered by the belt during the coronation.
«Of course, there's nothing,» I say. «I told you.»
«But... How? Weren't you scratched?»
«Just a little.»
«Where's the sign?»
«Healed.»
«So fast?»
«Ignis,» I murmur. «Why are you even surprised?»
«It's just the first time I witness healing magic. It would be so useful on a battlefield. If only the Church would allow it.»
«I know, right?» I say. He doesn't inquire about who used the healing magic on me, nor does he seem to suspect it's my own.
He just pecks on the place where the cut was before. I don't know how, but he hits the exact spot.
His soft lips press on my skin and stay there for a while, making me reconsider my options. I've almost surrendered and spread my legs slightly when he raises his head and returns the gown in place. Just in time to save my stubbornness from disappearing into thin air.
He lies back next to me, and his arms return being comfortable and gentle.
That's right. I can't be selfish.
No matter how much I want to make love, Ignis needs to rest tonight. We have tomorrow and the days after. He won't be busy for the whole week, right?
I'll have my way next time.
Chapter 107: Help For The King
I follow him, getting rid of the peignoir on the way. His eyes catch the shape of my body before I have time to slip under the covers, but he doesn't reach out to me immediately.
«You look tired,» I say. «You looked tired yesterday as well. Do you even sleep at night?»
«I try to.»
«And?»
He can't have been awake every night for two months. It's humanly impossible.
«And somehow I manage. As I told you, I do sleep in my room. But it doesn't help much. Three days ago was the first time in ages I slept like a man,» he said.
After we made love? So, he does not need someone to watch, apparently. It's enough that he's relaxed.
«Is this room safe?»
«It is. It's the safest room in Alba, for me.»
«So, why don't you stop worrying? If someone gets to you here, they can make it anywhere else. There's no point in thinking about it too much. Also, you're a King, Ignis. You will always be in danger. It's written in the job's description.»
«And you will be too, along with me,» he sighs. «I dragged you into this.»
«Yes, that's right. Now, don't change the topic. And don't try looking pitiful.»
«I'm not doing that. I'm feeling guilty, not pitiful!»
I caress his hair, making him smile as a reflex. He closes his eyes, content for my attention.
Then, without warning, I grip his locks and pull.
«I decided to make you sleep tonight,» I say. «Changing the topic won't save you from it. So, you'll rest tonight. Whatever it takes.»
Even if it means making love, then I'll do it. But the first few times we made love he didn't sleep. It's true we were on a dangerous journey, though.
«I will keep watch while you sleep,» I say.
«It's too early for sleeping, Veronica.»
«So, what are we going to do before sleeping?» he tries again.
«Talk.»
«Just talk?»
«There are a lot of things we should discuss,» I point out. «We can avoid talking if that is what you want. In the end, it's not too important, is it?»
«No, Veronica. We first do the talking.»
He's displeased, but we did promise each other to be sincere and not hide anything. Except for our identities, apparently.
«A few weird things happened today.» I shall start somewhere. The incidents seem like the most urgent right now.
«Weird?»
«I would say someone tried to boycott the coronation. But those were cheap tricks; boycott is a little too stern of a word. Someone played a couple of pranks, that's all.»
«Like what?»
«While I was resting this morning, a maid ran in and stained the mantle with blood. She poured it all over the white fur.»
Ignis winces, widening his eyes.
«Did you see her face? Can you recognise that maid?»
«The maid isn't important. I'd prefer to know who's the mastermind. I'd like to teach him more efficient ways of dealing with me.»
«You cleaned it with magic, right?»
«Correct,» I chuckle. «The plan failed, and they won't know how.»
«That sounds like a prank to you, Veronica, but that maid stained a Royal symbol. She can be sentenced to death for it. It happens even when they ruin one without doing it on purpose.»
«Wait, Ignis. Wait. The maid won't sound outrageous in a few seconds.»
«What else happened?»
«A needle?» he murmurs. His face is now solemn, dark, and gloomy. «Who dared?»
«I don't know.» I shrug.
«I'll change your maids tomorrow.»
«Change?»
«You won't meet any one of them. Ever again.»
All right... Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned the incidents to him. What will people think if a voice is spread that the Queen's servants are executed in batches?
Moreover, was it really one of my maids? I doubt it.
The belt was intricate, and it would have been easy to miss a needle that small. Knowing the customs of the Royal Palace, I don't think any of the maids assigned to me would have taken such a risk.
«I don't think it was one of my maids,» I say.
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«But they failed at preventing you from getting hurt,» Ignis points out.The needle wasn't such a cheap trick. The itchy powder had a specific purpose. They didn't want to poison me; that would have been a problem.
But, making my skin react and potentially become red or some other colour... Was it to prevent Ignis and me from making love? In the end, only the maids and my husband could see my hip. The culprit wanted me to refuse to go to the King's room. Or Ignis to send me back because of such an ugly sight.
The effect of the powder was weak on me from the start, and the few remnants were cleaned by Aida and her magic.
It was not something that would have left any long-term trace. The most troubling aspect would have been the embarrassment of being sent back.
Even though I'm sure that Ignis wouldn't have done that. He would have called for a doctor, in that case. Or told me to sleep on my side of the bed without making much hassle.
«Do you want to play that person's game?» I ask.
If I go back now, we can see who was behind this scheme by how they act tomorrow morning.
But I don't want to get out of bed now. It's so warm and comfortable.
And my legs are now burning because of the long day. The fatigue had reached every part of my body, and I'd lie like this forever.
«You're just looking for an excuse to keep me here.»
«What if it's the case?»
«How can I leave my dearest husband?» I sigh. «If you're so desperate to have me here, how can I go? My heart would be rotten if I managed, right?»
«Veronica, you...» he puffs, rolling his eyes. «Just think what you want. I don't care. But you're not getting out of here. Especially not after telling me of the attempts on your life.»
«Don't be so extreme.»
«Am I? What would have happened if you didn't have magic to clean the ruined fur? You were responsible for the Royal Symbols as their bringer.»
«I would have been late to the ceremony, but I would have cleaned the fur with my own two hands.»
«I know, but... And the needle... Are you sure it was not poisoned? Shall I call a doctor?»
And, here we are.
«No, it's fine.»
«Show me.»
«Show what?»
«The place where it hurt you.»
«There's no wound to show, Ignis.»
«I said to show me. I'm not asking you for explanations.»
«Is it an order for my King?» I chuckle.
«It is. Will you refuse?»
«Of course! Why should I uncover myself now that I'm so comfortable? My King should know better than me how warm his arms are.»
His warm arms move as soon as I finish talking, leaving my body. He blocks my wrists in one hand, pressing them on the pillow. He reaches down to the nightgown and pulls up, uncovering my intimate parts. This moron knows nothing about a girl's honour!
Not because of shyness, unfortunately. It's because I want him to rest tonight. I would be proper and innocent if only I didn't know what I'm missing...
Still, I can't allow my lust to take over. I've made my decision, and I will follow it till the end. Tonight, Ignis will sleep!
«There's nothing,» he says. He lets go of my wrists and focuses on the skin supposedly covered by the belt during the coronation.
«Of course, there's nothing,» I say. «I told you.»
«But... How? Weren't you scratched?»
«Just a little.»
«Where's the sign?»
«Healed.»
«So fast?»
«Ignis,» I murmur. «Why are you even surprised?»
«It's just the first time I witness healing magic. It would be so useful on a battlefield. If only the Church would allow it.»
«I know, right?» I say. He doesn't inquire about who used the healing magic on me, nor does he seem to suspect it's my own.
He just pecks on the place where the cut was before. I don't know how, but he hits the exact spot.
His soft lips press on my skin and stay there for a while, making me reconsider my options. I've almost surrendered and spread my legs slightly when he raises his head and returns the gown in place. Just in time to save my stubbornness from disappearing into thin air.
He lies back next to me, and his arms return being comfortable and gentle.
That's right. I can't be selfish.
No matter how much I want to make love, Ignis needs to rest tonight. We have tomorrow and the days after. He won't be busy for the whole week, right?
I'll have my way next time.
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