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She gave me a look before she kicked off her shoes and ran to her dressing room on the left and I went to mine on the right. Inside, I took off my sash and coat, tossing them onto the chair before going for my shoes. I would have stripped down naked, but I didn’t want to…overdo it just yet. Instead, I simply untucked everything and ran my hand through my hair before stepping back into our room, walking across it to the balcony. I opened the doors, staring out at the garden, and thanked God for the full moon that hung in the night sky.
I grabbed a blanket as well as a few pillows, because the damn room was full of so many of them, and set them up on the floor of the balcony. Taking out my phone, I called Balduin.
“Your Majesty—”
“Have the kitchen send up a large array of food and wine, quickly…also a small heater if we have one,” I said when I felt the cold of the wind blow through me.
“Yes, sir.”
Hanging up, I stepped back into the room and moved to the bed, taking a seat to wait for her…and knowing the food and wine would get here quicker. But I didn’t mind. I’d wait until the sun came up if I had to.
Once more, I ran my hand through my hair, and when I looked down, I saw the rings on both hands. The ring…the seal of the king on my pinky and the wedding band on the other. I never thought I’d have either.
Yet here I was.
I never thought I’d be in love, either.
And yet, here I was.
My heart was beating faster and faster with sheer excitement. Why? I’d already made love to her. I’d already seen everything I could see of her. She had been mine for so long already, and yet…there went my heart thump, thump, thump. Plato once said, “At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.”
But I’d like to think I was a poet before then…even if I was a shoddy poet at best.
So, what did the touch of love make of poets? Greater poets? Or did it make us wordless because we had no words for this emotion? When love was no longer something we dreamed and wondered if it existed at all. But living in us, before our very sights every day…what could any reasonable person say?
Knock.
Knock.
“Enter,” I replied, rising off the bed.
The doors opened, and one butler and three maids entered, two carrying a large table tray of foods and the other with wine. The butler had the heater.
“The balcony,” I directed, and they carefully set up everything. The butler positioned the heater perfectly at the top so it would face us both. “Thank you,” I said to them.
They curtsied and bowed before leaving, and I went back to sit and wait when I heard a door open again.
“Did someone come in?” Odette asked from behind the door; it was only opened a crack.
“Yes, I had them bring us food. You barely ate,” I said, walking closer to her door.
I caught brown eyes in the slivered opening. “Are they gone now?”
“Yes, don’t worry,” I whispered.
She closed the door in my face, and I thought she was going back to do whatever she was doing, so I returned to the bed when the door opened again.
“Good, if anyone else caught me like this, I would be a bit mortified,” she said as she emerged.
My mouth just opened.
My eyes wandered from her cute bare feet up her smooth legs to see through her short, white lingerie dress she wore… which allowed me to see her brown nipples perfectly through them. Her hair was down in a curly halo around her.
“I really wanted you to eat something, but now I fear I might eat you first,” I muttered in awe of her.
“So you like?” she asked, stepping out to me.
“Very, very much,” I whispered, stepping to her, reaching up and stroking her neck. “But as you know, I like everything on and especially off you.”
