“This is where we leave you, your highness.”
The maid curtsied and the guards bowed before leaving me alone. I wasn’t sure if I should knock or just walk straight in.
He may not even be ready for me. Perhaps he was still preparing or getting changed.
I couldn’t just hang round outside his bedroom door while his own guards stood across the hall watching my every move.
Taking a deep breath, I replayed the personal things I thought about along the way—things he may ask me and knocked on the
door.
When there came no answer from the other side, with a shaking hand, I turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. It
made a slight squeak as I stepped inside the room.
The room was large enough to house an entire large family. I stood there shocked at how beautifully decorated the entire
place was. At the far end was a large bed, decorated in black and gold, with sheer privacy curtains hanging from the ceiling
around the bed.
Along the wall were tapestries and paintings, mostly landscapes and one of animals. Beautiful watercolours lit up the room
with a splash of cream and silver. The fireplace roared gently, heating my exposed skin as I shut the door behind me. Besides
the paintings, there were gas lamps lit softly. Candles were placed on a sideboard and small table near the fireplace.
There sat a large black chaise with fur blankets draped over the top. It was big enough for two people to lay together. A
small table sat in front of it with two full glasses of red wine atop of it. Beside the glasses was a decanter, filled to the brim
with more red wine.
I didn’t think twice before clearing the space and drinking both of the glasses. I needed it to help calm my nerves. Feeling
the bittersweet taste on my tongue, I was finally able to breathe a little easier.Nicholas nowhere in sight.
Pouring myself another glass, this time I sat drinking it gingerly and filled up the other glass, not wanting to be rude and
leave his glass empty. I sat down and attempted to wait patiently for him to arrive. I could feel my anxiety fluttering as I
fidgeted.
Maybe he wasn’t here yet, and instead wanted to make me wait for him. Which wouldn’t surprise me, he was the king after
all.
“I’m sorry to keep you waiting, my Annwyl, I was suddenly called away to help Percy with something.”
The sound of his voice startled me. I turned towards him, watching him breeze into the room without a care in the world. I
had been waiting for nearly half an hour and managed to polish off four glasses of wine.
He wore loose fitting black trousers, which appeared to be silk. They sat low on his hips. He wore a matching robe,
decorated with gold leaf and long sleeves. He seemed to have undone on his way in through the door, exposing his bare
chiselled chest and muscular torso, only a few black curls decorated his muscles. April must have chosen his outfit, as it
