The Cursed Tyrant and His Reluctant Queen
Waking up as the Queen feels no different than usual, except that I'd stay here for longer.
But someone is knocking with too much insistence. Who dares to disturb the King this early in the morning? Moreover, Ignis is still sleeping like an angel.
I better send the disturbance away and spend the morning looking at this handsome face. The Kingdom won't go to ruin if he sleeps a little more, right?
This is part of his duties: taking care of the King's body.
«I have to go,» Ignis says, opening his eyes and making me startled. «It's late.»
I sulk, unhappy he's already ignoring me for his work. But it can't be helped.
«My dear, we can spend some time together soon enough.»
«How soon?»
«I don't know yet,» he sighs. «But I'll see to finish early.»
«You don't have to,» I say, and it sounds like I'm sulking.
But I'm not! I don't want him to rush and possibly make mistakes, nor to overexert his body.
I can wait, even if it's a little painful.
«You will have the chance to get back at me for breaking my promise,» he says. «Your chain is ready, you know?»
«But will you let me use it?»
«Of course. A promise is a promise, after all.»
«Does my King really see no foul in letting me tie him?» I murmur, snuggling in his embrace. «You're planning something, aren't you?»
«No, Veronica. I'll let you do whatever you want. I won't defend myself from you. Ever.»
«That's not good,» I chuckle. «I might be dangerous.»
«It's fine.»
«You're going insane!»
«Maybe.» He shrugs, looking up at the canopy.
Then, he rolls over, blocking me under his body. Oh, what a nice way to wake up in the morning...
«But I don't regret losing my sanity. Of the many deeds that this tyrant King of yours did, marrying you was the best decision...»
«You could have found a better way, though. I'll show you how to improve that tyrant image of yours.»
«You want me to be a meek King?»
«Oh, no! I want you to be a tyrant. But to the right audience, Ignis.»
He chuckles, hiding his face in between my neck and shoulder. His breathing tickles me, but I lock my arms around him and never let go.
A new page of my life starts today. I have responsibilities and duties. And a mission.
There will be some time to help his image grow, right? He's too focused on bureaucratic matters while there's so much he could do with simple gestures.
«Now, I really need to get up,» he adds when the knocking returns. «Are you dressed?»
«You didn't undress me last night,» I complain. «So, I'm as dressed as I can be.»
He removes the covers and checks.
«This doesn't count,» he murmurs.
He gets up to collect the peignoir and forces me to wear it.
«The maids will see me either way,» I point out.
«Yes. I know. But my bedroom is quite... ehm... crowded? Not just the maids will storm in.»
«Oh, right. You're the King. I guess I'll have to go dress in another room.»
«Correct. It's your first day as Queen. You need to be beautiful and regal. They'll stop insisting soon, though, but for today, just bear with it.»
«And you? Is this how it went with you? They stopped insisting on royal clothes after a while?»
«Yes, more or less.»
«But the clothes you usually wear are so good,» I say. «They are well-matched with your figure.»
«Is that so? Do you like elegant clothes more, by the way?»
«The usual is better. Your clothes are dignified enough for a King and of the best quality. It's enough for your image. Moreover, I don't think my heart can survive your ceremonial image every day.»
«Am I that hilarious?»
«Oh, no. You're too handsome...»
I reach him in a couple of steps, and I lean my head on his chest before hugging him tightly.
«I can't help but want to see what's under the clothes,» I say. «Your official uniform is simply too much.»
«I understand,» he says. By his tone, it's evident he does not understand.
But it's fine: he's handsome whatever he wears.
His guard uniform was so perfect for showing his athletic physique. I guess it was when he didn't want to wear anything with a single decoration.
If he wore the King's clothes, I wouldn't have thought he was just a knight. But then, with a few golden decorations, he becomes another person. And I like that image as well... It's so tough to decide which one I prefer.
«Better without clothes at all,» I sigh.
«Veronica,» he warns me, letting go of my waist and stepping away. «I need to go to work!»
«Me too,» I say with the saddest expression of this continent. Oh, but I'll get my hands on him real soon, and it seems like it'll be so entertaining.
«That's right,» he remembers. «If you need help, I can send someone to watch your back.»
«It's fine. I just have to see where I'll spend my days from now on. And I can finally use the Queen's spaces without asking for permission. Also, my uncle will come to have a chat after he accepts the responsibilities of a ministry. He will help me a little if I need it.»
«Will you have breakfast in your room?»
«No, I'll go to the dining room.»
«Even if it's difficult?»
«Oh, Ignis,» I sigh. «It's better to keep watch on the people opposing you!»
«They're not opposing. They're just mean.»
«Also, I am a Queen now. Not just a lady.»
They won't be able to be too discourteous. Even though I'm growing used to it after eating with them every day; one simply doesn't feel hurt anymore.
I guess this happened to Ignis as well. If three days were enough for me, I can imagine his resistance after twenty years of foul words and mean actions.
«We will see each other at breakfast, right?»
Ignis also needs to realise he's the one keeping them alive and well, not the other way around. And he won't be alone from now on.
«I'll be waiting,» I add. I even blink to make my words more convincing. «If you can't visit me at night, then at least be there for the meals. At least sometimes...»
«All right,» he surrenders. «I'll be there for breakfast.»
«I'll now walk back to my room,» I say.
It's not far from here. Well, it's the one next to his!
«You don't need to go out in the hallway. There's a door connecting our bedrooms.»
«It makes sense,» I say.
The King and the Queen should be busy producing heirs. Having a show every time one walks to the other wouldn't encourage them too much.
«Will you come to me tonight?» I inquire.
«I might.»
«Just might?»
«Last time I promised, I couldn't keep my word.»
«Oh, Ignis! You're avoiding me!»
«No, I'm not. Just busy.»
«Then I'll be busy as well until you don't realise how it feels.»
«Oh, no,» he murmurs, hugging me again. «Do whatever you want, but don't ignore me.»
«Whatever I want?»
«Yes, Ronnie.»
My wily smile is interrupted by the door slamming open and the servants flooding the room. Just as he said, it's pretty crowded now.
«Your Majesty, shall I accompany you to your room?» Bea inquires after bowing to me.
«Yes,» I sigh.
While Ignis starts getting dressed, one of his aides reads items from a list. Is that what happened during the night? What else could be so urgent to be the first thing he hears this early in the morning?
«We've already prepared the clothes, your Majesty. Do you wish to wear them or another set?»
«These will be fine,» I say after checking the green gown. I like green clothes, especially when they're dark-forest green.
Not just that it reminds me of Ignis's eyes, but it makes me feel comfortable. I can be sure we'll look good together.
«Not many jewels,» I add before they can take out the whole royal treasure. «Just the basic set.»
After opening a few boxes, I see what a basic set is made of. Too many pieces.
«A tiara with an emerald. A pair of light earrings, and a necklace. No rings, I might need to write today.»
After hearing my instructions, the maid works their brains to make a set from the hundred pieces we have here.
After a while, Bea shows me their choice.
«Is it all right, your Majesty?» She's shy and uncertain while talking.
They weren't trained at choosing so few pieces, I guess.
«It's fine,» I reply. «Anything can do.»
One of the other maids winces, clearly disagreeing.
«What is it you want to say?» I ask her. She's young. Maybe fourteen, short and thin. She reminds me of a small animal. A little mouse or a bird. She even shivers when she feels my eyes on her.
She's been serving me from when I came to the Palace, but it's the first time she shows any reaction.
What is the matter?
Chapter 108: Waking As A Queen
But someone is knocking with too much insistence. Who dares to disturb the King this early in the morning? Moreover, Ignis is still sleeping like an angel.
I better send the disturbance away and spend the morning looking at this handsome face. The Kingdom won't go to ruin if he sleeps a little more, right?
This is part of his duties: taking care of the King's body.
«I have to go,» Ignis says, opening his eyes and making me startled. «It's late.»
I sulk, unhappy he's already ignoring me for his work. But it can't be helped.
«My dear, we can spend some time together soon enough.»
«How soon?»
«I don't know yet,» he sighs. «But I'll see to finish early.»
«You don't have to,» I say, and it sounds like I'm sulking.
But I'm not! I don't want him to rush and possibly make mistakes, nor to overexert his body.
I can wait, even if it's a little painful.
«You will have the chance to get back at me for breaking my promise,» he says. «Your chain is ready, you know?»
«But will you let me use it?»
«Of course. A promise is a promise, after all.»
«Does my King really see no foul in letting me tie him?» I murmur, snuggling in his embrace. «You're planning something, aren't you?»
«No, Veronica. I'll let you do whatever you want. I won't defend myself from you. Ever.»
«That's not good,» I chuckle. «I might be dangerous.»
«It's fine.»
«You're going insane!»
Then, he rolls over, blocking me under his body. Oh, what a nice way to wake up in the morning...
«But I don't regret losing my sanity. Of the many deeds that this tyrant King of yours did, marrying you was the best decision...»
«You could have found a better way, though. I'll show you how to improve that tyrant image of yours.»
«You want me to be a meek King?»
«Oh, no! I want you to be a tyrant. But to the right audience, Ignis.»
He chuckles, hiding his face in between my neck and shoulder. His breathing tickles me, but I lock my arms around him and never let go.
A new page of my life starts today. I have responsibilities and duties. And a mission.
There will be some time to help his image grow, right? He's too focused on bureaucratic matters while there's so much he could do with simple gestures.
«Now, I really need to get up,» he adds when the knocking returns. «Are you dressed?»
«You didn't undress me last night,» I complain. «So, I'm as dressed as I can be.»
He removes the covers and checks.
«This doesn't count,» he murmurs.
He gets up to collect the peignoir and forces me to wear it.
«The maids will see me either way,» I point out.
«Yes. I know. But my bedroom is quite... ehm... crowded? Not just the maids will storm in.»
«Oh, right. You're the King. I guess I'll have to go dress in another room.»
«Correct. It's your first day as Queen. You need to be beautiful and regal. They'll stop insisting soon, though, but for today, just bear with it.»
«And you? Is this how it went with you? They stopped insisting on royal clothes after a while?»
«Yes, more or less.»
«Is that so? Do you like elegant clothes more, by the way?»
«The usual is better. Your clothes are dignified enough for a King and of the best quality. It's enough for your image. Moreover, I don't think my heart can survive your ceremonial image every day.»
«Am I that hilarious?»
«Oh, no. You're too handsome...»
I reach him in a couple of steps, and I lean my head on his chest before hugging him tightly.
«I can't help but want to see what's under the clothes,» I say. «Your official uniform is simply too much.»
«I understand,» he says. By his tone, it's evident he does not understand.
But it's fine: he's handsome whatever he wears.
His guard uniform was so perfect for showing his athletic physique. I guess it was when he didn't want to wear anything with a single decoration.
If he wore the King's clothes, I wouldn't have thought he was just a knight. But then, with a few golden decorations, he becomes another person. And I like that image as well... It's so tough to decide which one I prefer.
«Better without clothes at all,» I sigh.
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That version hasn't been defeated yet.«Veronica,» he warns me, letting go of my waist and stepping away. «I need to go to work!»
«Me too,» I say with the saddest expression of this continent. Oh, but I'll get my hands on him real soon, and it seems like it'll be so entertaining.
«That's right,» he remembers. «If you need help, I can send someone to watch your back.»
«It's fine. I just have to see where I'll spend my days from now on. And I can finally use the Queen's spaces without asking for permission. Also, my uncle will come to have a chat after he accepts the responsibilities of a ministry. He will help me a little if I need it.»
«Will you have breakfast in your room?»
«No, I'll go to the dining room.»
«Even if it's difficult?»
«They're not opposing. They're just mean.»
«Also, I am a Queen now. Not just a lady.»
They won't be able to be too discourteous. Even though I'm growing used to it after eating with them every day; one simply doesn't feel hurt anymore.
I guess this happened to Ignis as well. If three days were enough for me, I can imagine his resistance after twenty years of foul words and mean actions.
«We will see each other at breakfast, right?»
Ignis also needs to realise he's the one keeping them alive and well, not the other way around. And he won't be alone from now on.
«I'll be waiting,» I add. I even blink to make my words more convincing. «If you can't visit me at night, then at least be there for the meals. At least sometimes...»
«All right,» he surrenders. «I'll be there for breakfast.»
«I'll now walk back to my room,» I say.
It's not far from here. Well, it's the one next to his!
«You don't need to go out in the hallway. There's a door connecting our bedrooms.»
«It makes sense,» I say.
The King and the Queen should be busy producing heirs. Having a show every time one walks to the other wouldn't encourage them too much.
«Will you come to me tonight?» I inquire.
«I might.»
«Just might?»
«Last time I promised, I couldn't keep my word.»
«Oh, Ignis! You're avoiding me!»
«No, I'm not. Just busy.»
«Oh, no,» he murmurs, hugging me again. «Do whatever you want, but don't ignore me.»
«Whatever I want?»
«Yes, Ronnie.»
My wily smile is interrupted by the door slamming open and the servants flooding the room. Just as he said, it's pretty crowded now.
«Your Majesty, shall I accompany you to your room?» Bea inquires after bowing to me.
«Yes,» I sigh.
While Ignis starts getting dressed, one of his aides reads items from a list. Is that what happened during the night? What else could be so urgent to be the first thing he hears this early in the morning?
«We've already prepared the clothes, your Majesty. Do you wish to wear them or another set?»
«These will be fine,» I say after checking the green gown. I like green clothes, especially when they're dark-forest green.
Not just that it reminds me of Ignis's eyes, but it makes me feel comfortable. I can be sure we'll look good together.
«Not many jewels,» I add before they can take out the whole royal treasure. «Just the basic set.»
After opening a few boxes, I see what a basic set is made of. Too many pieces.
«A tiara with an emerald. A pair of light earrings, and a necklace. No rings, I might need to write today.»
After hearing my instructions, the maid works their brains to make a set from the hundred pieces we have here.
After a while, Bea shows me their choice.
«Is it all right, your Majesty?» She's shy and uncertain while talking.
They weren't trained at choosing so few pieces, I guess.
«It's fine,» I reply. «Anything can do.»
One of the other maids winces, clearly disagreeing.
She's been serving me from when I came to the Palace, but it's the first time she shows any reaction.
What is the matter?
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