The King Who Loved Me

Chapter 19

My feet here tiered from the tirelessly dancing with Luke. The wedding festivities were beautiful and lively. Everyone but the king attended. But I was in no mood to think of him now. Not when Luke and I made our way to our own private chambers. "Tomorrow we shall travel, but for tonight I thought it best that we enjoy ourselves here" he smiled.

"I will be happy as long as these shoes come off my dear" I smile breathlessly as I try keep up with his quick pace.

We suddenly stop, and confusion fills me as I watch him walk back down the hall. My confusion clears when I feel myself being lifted off the ground, and the fast pace continues. "You should have told me you wanted to be in my arms my dear" he laughed kissing my nose.

I couldn't help but blush and hide my face in this chest. I had never been in his chambers before, of course had had visited mine when I was I'll, but it was improver for me to visit his. He sets me down on entrance of the high-ceilinged room.

The wall was lined with a large full bookshelf. A large desk stood beside it against the wall with a window. I couldn't see the view because of the darkness but I am sure it was of the gardens. There was a large fireplace with chairs surrounds get it. Behind it all brought me onto the bed, covered in blue sheets. "We will be getting larger chambers when we return. With a Livingroom for you to entertain." He smiles.

"I always knew you loved to read" I let out nervously looking up at his bookshelf.

"How else dose one pass time in the palace?" He asks slowly approaching my new position of in the middle of the room.

"Well, I have a few suggestions" I smile flirtatiously up at him. Bringing my lips to kiss his nose. He lets out a soft rumbled of laughs.

"What might they be?" He asks pushing further. His arms cradling around me bringing me flush against his chest.

I giggle before kissing his partner lips. Almost as if he understands. I feel my dress slip off me. He struggles with my corset, so I breathlessly pull away and turn around. With my back facing towards him he is able to untie the thing. Turning around quickly I make haste to pull off his dress coat, waist coat and shirt. With my chemise still covering and his trousers on I fell my feet step backwards as I am pushed towards the bed. My back is met you the soft sheets as I look up at my husband with a smile.

"I love you" I whisper leaning up for another kiss. I feel his fingers make work to take off the rest ofmf our clothing.

Once he joins me in the bed, he meets my lips urging my mouth to part as he devours me. With our breaths still labours, our bodies tied between the blankets I can't help but smile at Luke who's fingers trace the under curve of my breast. ", Your more beautiful without clothes on" he laughs.

"And to think I chose that dress for you" I laugh leaning my head into his chest.

"I didn't say you didn't look beautiful with clothes on. But you are more beautiful without them" he whispers.

I cuddle closer to him. "I still can't believe it" I whispered

"That we are married?" He asks, I feel his fingers lazily running through my hair.

I confirm with a soft hum. Tiredly I fall asleep.

As I awake I feel a heavy arm over my waist. For a brief moment I forget, the room looks unfamiliar, the arm around me. I look over and smile at Luke sleeping. He looks even more handsome. I lean over and kiss his nose. I notice the clock on the wall that reads that it is midday already. "My darling, wake up" I whisper.

He didn't stir. So, I continue kissing him moving to his lips. Finally, he kisses me back. And so, I retreat and giggle at his squinting eyes. "Good morning Luke" I smile. "if we wake up now we might be able to eat lunch before we depart" skidding out of bed so pull my sleeping dress back over me and walk to the wide windows.

Now I can see the view, over the vast gardens and the forest behind it. It's a beautiful view. I turn noticing his dressed state and ring the bell. A maid walks in quickly "Please fetch my ladies made and ask her to bring me my traveling dress" I ask. The maid nods and scurries out.

"Do we have to get dressed just yet?" Luke asks warming himself by the fire.

"You want me to yourself, don't you?" I ask referring to the honeymoon.

I notice him sigh in defeat and slip on his day clothes. I was quite surprised that he dressed himself. My ladies' maid entered and helped me with my corset, dress and hair. She pinned my hat to my head. I thanked her before Luke requested. "Might you ask the kitchens to prepare a quickly travel basket with lunch please?" He asked she nodded and hurried away.

"We best say goodbye to our families. Then I want to take you far away from here." He adds in a serious tone. I couldn't help but interpreted that as a need to get me as far away from the king. My heart stopped. Perhaps he heard about my visit the other day. I felt sick to my stomach as we walked towards our families. I had to ask my brother.Perhaps he knew if word had reached my husband's ears. I felt guilty. I shouldn't do we did nothing wrong. But I did.

I had to tell him. I couldn't ask. I had to confess to the visit. "Luke. I have something to tell you" I whisper as we walk down the hallways.

"What is it?" He asks looking worried.

"Yesterday, before the wedding. I visited the king." His face dropped. "I promise you we didn't do anything. I just helped him clean up and stop drinking. I felt so guilty after he saved me, he locked himself up. I couldn't help but feel responsible. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner" I confess.

"When I heard of your visit I prayed that it was just false rumours." He took a sharp breath. "I am happy you told me. And I trust that you did nothing" he kisses my nose.

I smile softly. My eyes lifting up to the end of the hall where, none other than the king is walking. His head shops in our direction and stops walking. He lifts his hand for his advisors to stop talking and waits for our approach.

We both bow before mumbling good morning. "I wanted to personally thank you again Elenore. And apologise that you had to see me that way. I wish both of you a happy honeymoon and give my apologies for not being able to attend the festivities. Perhaps on your return we shall celebrate again?" He asks.

"Your too kind cousin. And we are both glad to see you have recovered so well. If you would excuse us we better get going" we bow again and walk towards my family. My heart broke at Luke's dismissal. I could still see the broken king before my eyes, despite his strong act I could still see the pleading look he gave me, not wanting to let me go.

"I don't want you alone with him again Elenore" Luke whispers under his breath. I nod quickly. And plaster on a smile as we greet our parents and bid them farewell.

The carriage jolts forward as the horses begin to move. "I am a jealous man Elenore. I will lock you in a tower and throw away the key if that's what I can do to keep you away from that sick bastard" he growls.

"I won't I promise. I won't break the vows I made at our wedding to honour, obey and to be faithful to you alone. But Luke, if he summons me again I am not able to refuse. He is the king" I explain heartbroken. I thought he said that he trusted me. This did not sound like trust.

"If he calls on you. I will most definitely lock you up in a tower Elenore" he adds looking out the window. I had never seen this side to Luke. And I didn't like it.