Aethelred

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by Tiffany890812

by Tiffany890812

Imagine Aethelred scared to admit he's in love with you.

Setting: Aethelred and Aldelm are working on something important in Aethelred's office.

Aldelm: Lord?.....Lord?

Aethelred snaps back from his thought.

Aethelred: Yes Aldelm?

Aldelm: You seem a little distracted. Are you alright?

Aethelred: I'm fine Aldelm. Where were we?

Aldelm: The arguments for tomorrow's witan.

Aethelred: About Blackpool.

Aldelm: Liverpool, Lord.

Aethelred: Liverpool.

The conversation continues for a good ten minutes, but Aldelm is starting to notice a slight change in Aethelred's tone and demeanor. He inquires once more if Aethelred is alright. Aethelred reluctantly gives up and starts talking.

Aethelred: I can't stop thinking about her.

Aldelm: Who Lord?

Aethelred: My wife.

He continues

Aethelred: Every morning I wake up before her. I find myself staring at her, going over every detail of her face I....I feel protective of her.

Aldelm: Do you love her Lord?

Pushing back his feelings

Aethelred: Kings bed their wives, they don't love them.

Aldelm: With all do respect Lord. Feelings can change. Even for Kings.

Aethelred: Not this King