Once Upon A Royal One-Night Stand!

Part Eleven

A library. In the middle of the massive three story room sits a couple of leather couches facing each other. "This is my favorite room in the house." She speaks softly sitting down on one of the couches. I sit the one opposite her. I have no clue how to behave around her.

"I'm rather fond of libraries myself your majesty." I tell her looking around the massive space. I am in awe. The things I could learn in here.

"Hunter, I hope we can move past formalities. You are carrying my grandchild." She smiles a kind smile at me.

"Sure," I try to relax but my body won't allow it. I feel so inadequate next to her. Then there is the fact that the only time I have seen her was during the meetings where she had a hand in deciding my fate and ruining my future. I just felt like there had to be a reason behind this little chat.

"Everyone calls me Lilly except my kids." She sits back and gets comfortable. I had never heard anyone call her Lilly but then again I hadn't been around many people. We are interrupted by a door opening and one of the kitchen staff brings me a big plate. There is a little of everything on it. Eggs, bacon, cornbread, strawberries, pickles, slaw, toast, and ham. I gape at the amount of food. Plate was too small a word it was more like a platter you would put a thanksgiving turkey on. The woman sat it down on the sofa next to me. I gave her a nod and tried not to look to shaken. She left without a word.

"You eat, you need to and I will explain myself further." She looked to me to see if her terms were agreeable. I could only nod. Seeming satisfied with my answer she opened her mouth again. "I may be a queen but I believe in putting my family first because without them I am nothing. I would not be able to do my job if I didn't have them. You are now apart of this family. I know you may not have asked for it but it is what happened. You are carrying my grandchild and the next heir to our thrown. That being said you need to take better care of yourself." She give me a stern look and my only answer is putting another bit in my mouth. See I can comply when I want to.

"I have spoken with Jordan extensively on the matter. Even before the DNA test he was set the kid was his. Given the situation, no offense, that it was said to be conceived you understand why we were all a little skeptical. From my understanding of people most people don't go through life only having one, one night stand." So that's what she was getting at. She, like I'm sure everyone else here, thought I was just another little American slut. That I breezed through guys beds like most people frequented Starbucks. "But Jordan was sure it was his and he also made it clear you aren't like that. Like most people assumed." She paused her eyes trailing over me.

I finished chewing the cornbread in my mouth and swallowed before speaking. "I'm not, your son and that night was a little different than normal."

"Different than normal how?" From the concern on her face I wondered if she wasn't grasping at my hint.

Putting it bluntly I tried explaining better, "I went with a friend, we do like to have a few drinks and we dance together and usually call it a night but her older brother bought me drinks. Later Jordan revealed since they were friends, he knew that my friends brother wanted to be with me. I had no feelings for him. I stumbled off to sober up when I met your son. We spent some time together dancing and then when the clock counted down he kissed me. I had no idea who he was. But then he was leading me to his room and I was so drunk. I had never drank that much in my life. I know I'm underage but I honestly rarely drink. I just don't like to and that night proved my point. I didn't even know he didn't use protection until I met him but I assumed it when the doctor at the ER told me I was pregnant. But Jordan and I both knew it was his because he was my first and only." I take a deep breath this was uncomfortable spilling my life to a stranger, a royal one at that. I took a big bite of a strawberry.