Goodbye my dear King

A tale to be forgotten

"No... No it's not anything like that! When I undressed you to put you in more comfortable and warm clothes I noticed it! I swear I didn't try anything! I just wanted you to feel warm, comfortable and protected here..." He mumbled the last part, but I could still hear him. I blushed a little as a tiny smile spread across my face. So maybe he does care...

"If you feel the need to scream, don't do it in a castle full of tired people aru!" I heard an unfamiliar voice scream as Alfred let out a soft chuckle. "You can't tell me what to do MOM!" Alfred screamed back as a response as I stifled a laugh. "I'm the only mother you had and will ever have so shut your trap and go to sleep!" They shouted back in what sounded like a Chinese accent as Alfred looked offended. "That burned more than the chicken I tried to cook with my flamethrower a few nights ago!" I heard a American accent shout as Alfred pouted and everyone laughed. (A/N If you understood that reference I will love you forever!!!)

"Alright for the sake of my pride let's talk like this," Alfred whispered making me giggle. Alfred's pout turned into a grin as he heard my giggle. "Do you want to talk about it? My brother used to get bullied a lot and would never talk to anyone about it," he smiled reassuringly and then in sadness. "'Used to' did the bullying stop?" I asked as he looked down sadly. "No... He kept bottling up those feelings, but one day he had enough and after his 14th birthday party, to which only me and his other best friend Lovino showed up... He shot himself. He would've been King now if it weren't for that day," Alfred kept looking down as I stared at him in surprise. I notice tears streaming down his face. I hesitantly wiped them away. He looked at me surprised before smiling a smile a mix of sadness and reassurance.

After a while of Alfred crying he finally calmed down as I sighed. Wow can't believe I'm being so naïve. "Well let me introduce myself. I'm Arthur Kirkland-" I started, but he cut me off. "Kirkland. The Kirkland's?" Alfred asked surprised. I nodded my head. "For a few years of my life all was great. My father Allistor Kirkland was the richest man right next to the King of Diamonds and was very in love with my mother Françoise Kirkland. Until he and my mom didn't come back and I was forced to live with the women who took care of me on business trips. After a while she just abandoned me as well and I was forced to work at the kingdom of diamonds to survive," I told the story of how the only two people who actually cared for me abandoned me just like that. I sighed sadly, but continued anyway while the King listened as he stared into my eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, Francis didn't always abuse me. It started off quite nice. He would always ask me to come and eat with him and his family. But soon he was forced into a marriage he didn't want. He then started sexually, physically and verbally abusing me," I explained as I held back tears at the awful memories and the good memories mixing with them, showing how stupid I was.

"Earlier before the ball started was the worst though. He was rougher than usual and left a lot more bruises than usual. He only sometimes physically abuses me since it is clearly shown, but when he does he is ruthless and does it out of anger, which he usually takes out on me," I admitted as I stared at my body only to realize I was wearing one of Alfred's pajamas. I finally let the tears spill as I held my legs closer to my chest as I feel (and kind of see through the corner of my eye) Alfred slowly wrapping his arm around my shoulders as he holds me close, but not close enough to make me feel uncomfortable or unsafe. I sucked in my fear and cried in his chest, but didn't return the hug. He accepted this and just patted my back in a comforting motion.

"Wait did you know my parents personally?" I finally asked out of curiosity. "I have been ruling this kingdom since I was 16 years old. I met them around a year after my coronation. They came to the palace to talk about business here in the castle. I let them stay in the castle as they were guests and important ones at that. He is only the founder of one of the most popular alcohol brands in all four kingdoms! My father loved his alcohol and would buy it a lot! He also came over a lot when I was younger... Though I never knew they had a son..." He explained. "I stayed at a friend of theirs house while they were gone for business," I repeated what I explained earlier as he nodded in understanding.

"What happened to them?" I asked hesitantly. "Well...Allistor on the third night died of a heart attack and doctors said its because of his alcohol and smoking addiction. Françoise was so upset and depressed by his death she started drinking to forget the pain as well. Soon she committed suicide by an overdose on pain pills she easily got a hold of since we keep it around the house," Alfred hesitantly explained as I sobbed even more realizing why they never returned. "I'm so sorry Arthur," he apologized stroking my hair and back.

I finally hugged back and cried into his chest. He held me close as he tried to help me calm down from my waterfall of tears. Soon I calmed down and only let out shaky breaths. I feel Alfred stand up and feared that I did something wrong. "Do you want anything to drink or eat Artie? I know for sure I'm not sleeping now," Alfred offered smiling as I looked at him confused. "Wait what? I should be the one making us something to eat or drink. You are the King after all. And what is it with Artie?" I was very confused. "Well first off you have been through too much already, second off I may be the King, but you are my guest. And I thought Artie might be a cute nickname for you," he smiled kindly as I tried to smile back, only for it to come out as a tiny lift my lips. He still noticed and smiled even brighter.

"Are you sure? I could go make something," I asked making sure. "Yeah I can handle myself. You just sit here and look pretty. I'll go make us something," Alfred assured still smiling. "Tea please," I politely requested as he nodded and quickly went to make the drinks. Huh, I'm so not used to being served. I'm so used to being the server. Maybe Alfred isn't so bad after all... I mean he did save me from Francis when he could've just as easily given me to him to be punished.

I look around the now well lit room (Again the moon shining in) as I noticed a picture on the bed stand. I pick it up as I see two identical twins smiling brightly. One holding up peace signs the other holding a polar bear teddy. I identified one of them as Alfred and realized the other was maybe his brother that committed suicide. I sadly smiled as I looked down to the happy brothers. His smile sure changed... Well if you lost your brother at 14 and became King at 16 I believe it's hard to stay innocent for long...

I stare at the picture as I finally notice Alfred is already back with the drinks. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to snoop," I apologized putting the picture down gently. "No need to say sorry. I'm very curious at times," he smiled as he handed me my tea. We talked about all the times we were a little too curious for our own good, till I noticed blood smeared all over my cup. I looked at my hand and then at Alfred's. I notice he had a cut along his palm. "Alfred... You're bleeding," I pointed out as he looked at his palm then at the floor. "Oh gosh... I'm sorry, I didn't notice till now," he laughed it off as I stared at him in confusion and concern.

"How...did you even get that?" I asked as I hesitantly took his hand to examine it. He let me do as I pleased and shrugged it off. "My advisor Yao I mentioned earlier was being wayyyy to overdramatic a few days ago and accidentally knocked a glass of water off of the table and it shattered across the floor. I thought we gathered all the broken glass... Guess I was wrong," he admitted laughing. I rolled my eyes. "Lucky for you it isn't serious," I muttered. "Aww were you concerned?" He batted his eyes. I huffed out a sigh and turned my head away pouting. "Of course not!" I softly yelled careful not to wake anyone.

And so we continued talking until Alfred fell asleep with his head on my shoulder. I sighed and rested my head against his. One thought crossed my mind before I fell asleep as well. Please don't let this end like it did with Francis...

Hellooo❣ Wow... Way longer than expected tbh😂 Anyway till next time Lieblings

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