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As much as this night will hurt on the morrow, Queen Danika beamed at him again, her smile so wide, it made her beautiful face radiant. "Okay."
Her smile is so contagious, the King wasn't aware that his face is doing something it hasn't done in the past fifteen years of his life.
His lips stretched—not as wide as hers—but enough for the onlooker to recognize it for the smile it is.
"Okay." Then, he carried her towards the bathroom.
Heavens, he smiled. It isn't much of a smile but it is something beautiful, Danika thought, her heartwarming up like the hills under the sun.
He urged her to strip, he stripped out his wet clothes too. Together, they got under the waterfall of the bathroom made out of the best woods and oak. The water beat down their body as they washed.
Her eyes kept roaming all over him, her hands touching the hard contours of his body occasionally just to keep convincing herself that this night is real. That he is here with her.
At a point, he got out of the bathroom, leaving her in there. She heard the distinct sound of the door opening, the deep baritone of commands issued out, and the sound of hurried footsteps.
It took a while before he returned back to the bathroom.
"How does it feel being the Queen of Mombana?" He asked.
She feels the heat of his body behind her back and settled her head on his shoulder. "Stressful. I am happy that I got this opportunity to make amends to my people for what my father put them through too, but at the same time, I feel the stress of all the duties that come with the crown. It weighs down on me like a heavy burden."
"I know that feeling."
"Yes, I know you do." She closed her eyes slightly while the water cascades down her body.
"I don't want to be a sole ruler of this place where all the burdens and duties fall squarely on my shoulders. I want to rule beside a King." Beside you. She caught the word before they could escape her lips.
"It is not possible for a Queen to rule a Kingdom alone, it is against all laws and traditions. That is why your people are making efforts to desperately marry you off." The last part was an angry growl. He remembered Lord Riverbird.
Instinctively, she turned towards him and wrapped her arms behind his head.
"We agreed not to think about all these tonight. Please, let us not think about them at all." Her heart hurts because this thought only reminds her about his impending marriage too.
Silence.
Then, he hugged her too. "You're right." He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her ear. Then, he whispered words to her ear. "I want to have you too much, Dany. Now. It has been too long, the hunger too high. I am almost sure that I will not be able to last long enough to satisfy you."
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