My King

Chapter Eight: Queen...

"Like you and my brother?" Fran asked.

Akia slowly nod. "Yes." She answered and continued to brush the princess hair. "Not to bore you anymore, my mother and father was soon married, and had me."

"Did your grandfather disown your mother?"

Akia stopped brushing Fran's hair. "Yes. But that did not stop her from being with my father. I adore their love for each other, it's very beautiful. I always dreamed of having what they have; love and family." Akia sighed. "You and Prince John's love is going to inspire every couple in the two kingdoms."

"Thank you, Akia. I do wish you and Theo's love and marriage is out in the open. You can be the true queen."

"Please do not say that out loud." Akia whispered.

Fran stood on her feet and turned to Akia. "Who's going to hear? Akia you are the one true queen, why would God send you to my brother if you was not?"

"You do not understand." Akia said calmly.

Fran huffed. "What's to understand?! You are letting that Spaniard bitch take your husband away from you."

"Fran, do not. You do not understand anything. Get dress, Prince John will be looking forward for you in the dining hall for lunch in another hour." Akia walked to the wardrobe; ending the conversation Fran had in stored.

After getting Fran dressed, the dining hall to see Theo, John and King Francis sitting in their sits discussing war and other political status. One glance at his wife and sister, Theo stood up and soon the other two followed by standing to their feet giving the two ladies respect.

"Princess Fran, you look beautiful like always." King Francis said before sitting down in his seat.

"Thank you King Francis, you look handsome as well." Fran replied as she sat down in the chair a servant pulled out for her.

Akia stood near the wall quietly, as she watched Fran interact with her father by marriage and future husband. But also her own husband as well. During the time, they would share glances and Theo would give her a quick wink that made Akia blush from time to time.

"Lady Akia knows french." Akia heard Fran say. Akia looked away from her handsome husband and shot glares at the king of France who has already took a interest for Akia.

"Does she?" King Francis asked.

Princess Fran smiled and nod. "Yes, she is very fluent with your native language."

"Well I'll see about that. Lady Akia, please sit." Akia nod and walked to the chair a servant pulled out for her, in between Theo & Fran, but in front of Francis.

"Let's test this theory." Prince John finally spoke up. "Please Akia, can you translate my sentences to my lovely fiancé."

Akia nod. "Of course, Prince John."

"Vous êtes si belle et je suis heureux d'être votre futur mari."

Akia turned to Fran with a smile. "Prince Johns states that you are so beautiful and I am happy to be your future husband."

Fran blushed. "And I am happy to be your future wife."

Francis clapped before taking a sip from his wine. "Where did you learn how to speak France native tongue?"

"My mother, she was from a tribe that made alliance with France." Akia states. "I love your castle, it is very-"

"Religious." John interrupted before sipping his wine.

Francis laughed. "My brother thanks we should change some things around, but I like the way it is."

"Of course you do. You are a religious man.." John sighed. "Like father." The tension between the two made Akia shift uncomfortable, luckily Theo clears his throat and changed the conversation into the wedding.

After lunch, Fran and Akia went back to the princess chambers as the men continued to discuss war and other things that was boring to the young ladies.

Fran sighed in relief. "Lunch was delicious."

Akia nod. "Yes, it was." She picked up Fran's slippers that she kicked off her feet.

"I will miss you Akia." Fran mumbled.

"What do you mean, Fran?" Akia asked while looking at not only her princess and sister by marriage, but her friend.

"I mean." Fran sits up. "When I am married to John, I must stay here. While you stay in England, with Theo." She informs.

Akia frowned in disappointment. "I have to stay in England and watch as the Spanish Princess laugh and hug on my husband." She whispered. "May I be excused?"

"Of c-"

Before Fran can finish her sentence, Akia left out her chambers with sadness in her eyes. Of course I must go back to England. What kinda kind of wife would I be if I stay away from my husband. Akia thought.

A stupid one if you'll allow another woman; a Princess lay with your husband at night, have children and allow the kingdom to see there happy life in the castle while you're watching from outside the castle with no family and sadness in your eyes. A voice in Akia's head stated. Making tears stream down Akia's eyes.