After those minutes, Metia could hear a voice from a maid outside, telling the King to calm down and that he couldn’t enter in that room because the Queen didn’t allowed so. Luckily for her, her wounds was already healed, and she looked like her skin never got burnt, but she did have a tiring yet cold expression on. We couldn’t really blame the woman for that, she was tired from this all, tired because she needs a female soul soon to consume, tired because her daughter didn’t payed attention to Metia’s words about not trusting any men, tired because now she got pregnant, and Joffrey was being such a demon and not collaborate, she just hoped he would realize the problems he caused and take responsibility, because if she went back to the Night Lands Kingdom, the Queen Rose clearly would jump on Metia, and no cat fight is needed.
she had no dress to wear, but she still had the long fur coat, so she just asked another maid that was inside the room, for give her any kind of dress, it didn’t matter what it was, as long as it would help covering her body. The woman handed her simple brown dress. Metia before put it on, began to dry off her skin, because she was sweating from the all pain. Then she fixed her hair for not look so messy, and finally put on the brown dress, along with her fur coat.
“Where’s Selene?”
Metia asked, looking up at her husband with a slight frown. Her first concern would be her daughter, and believe it or not, she would do anything to kill the baby that would soon grow in Selene’s tummy. They was mixing races, mixing a demon with an angel, when Metia put this two together for marry was only for change Selene’s personality, and not start making babies when they wasn’t even married or had a kingdom to control. It disgusted her, and it left her upset. Her motherhood side was playing as well.
He was so full of questions as he gazed down at her and then kissed the top of her head, pulling her even closer into his protective embrace. But his wife had a question, and wanted it answered.
“Where’s Selene?”
“Why, I was just with her, and my darling please. I was able to drive off the evil that had plagued her, and I saw with my own eyes, the very essence within her subside. The poor girl. Her heart is broken, yes. But I know that as a family we are the ones that truly love her and will make sure she is taken home and cared for. Even if I have to steal Calypso away from you so that she might offer round the clock care. She deserves only the very best.”
The King then smiled at his love, as his aura began to increase, and he attempted to warm his love with his angel like ability to provide light into the darkened room
“Selene will be fine. A bath and she is resting. But I wish to care for you now. I have missed you my darling. And…I have been thinking. I know this is a lot to ask, but I would like to try again for another child. Only if you are willing of course. Think of it…like you and Selene can have your babies at the same time. Isn’t that a nice way to bond with her?”
King Henry did often come up with weird and wonderful ideas, in which to make for a happy family life. What on earth would Metia think?
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Her words were so soothing to the demon Prince’s troubled mind, and he could only kiss her lips again and again, then nip at her earlobe, whispering;
“I have sinned, I can’t lie, but when I met you, the demon within me is almost put to sleep, so that I may for once experience what love truly is. All my life I have wanted nothing more than to be loved, and allow me to love that person in return. That is you, Selene. I did change for you, and not because I was forced or told too, but because I wanted too.”
He drew back and then said as he gazed into her eyes
“You make me want to be a better man.”
But then his love teased him, though these words were said in truth; “Oh…my mother and father are here. Father says we will go home. I hope you won’t miss me terribly.” Joffrey’s brows creased, at the thought that she was now going to be taken away from him, after everything, and he almost looked stricken till she said; “I will explain everything to father and hopefully he will understand that it will be best for me to stay here. I can’t deprive you of your child, after all.”
It was then, Joffrey had a cunning plan, and one that he knew would seal them as more than just lovers, or simply betrothed. He took up both her hands in his, and asked;
“Let’s run away…tonight. Elope in the mountains, I know of a wise man, and he can perform the ceremony. No need for royalty or big weddings. Just the two of us. I mean..” -he placed his hand upon her belly and then whispered “..the three of us.” His reasons were simple. Once they were married, nothing and no one could come between them. Not her family, nor his. He was afterall the heir to the Brax house, regardless of who he wed.
“Say you will come with me?”
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She placed her palms softly against his chest, but didn’t pushed him away, she remained closer to him, and closed her eyes for a second, like she was resting. Then questions from him began to rain, asking her if the Brax family treated her right. Well, if you think her future son-in-law just ate a part of her skin was actually treating well, then yes. She couldn’t really tell him that she faced Joffrey’s demon form, and herself was raging back in the mountains. Sometimes you can’t control a over-protective mother. Even if she’s evil, Selene is still someone she thinks will change and be more like herself, about her son, he’s kind of distant, so there isn’t much she can do.
Metia soon open her eyes, and looked up at the King, listening to his words about how Selene was, so she was indeed pregnant, and god, she was going to carry that baby? It seemed wrong, even in Metia’s mind that was wrong, Selene was just too young. Wouldn’t that be a struggle for her? It was already a struggle for Metia carry angels in her womb back then. Her husband was able to drive off the evil within her, and that her heart was broken, that meant Selene fell in love, a thing that Metia warned her, but she didn’t payed attention to her mother’s wise words. But she was glad at least her daughter was going back home, and in there they could take care of her. She really needed to start think about other man to marry her.
“Well, I’m glad. And yes, Calypso is the best person out there for support.-”
While the Queen was trying to say those words, she noticed the darkness aura was disappearing, and the King’s angelic aura was taking its place, so calmly. That wasn’t the problem right now, the problem was what he was telling her next. She clearly went breathless for awhile.
The moment she open her eyes, she stared up at her husband, and a smile slowly grew upon her face.
“That will be..lovely.”
Her voice was soft like it should be. But she had a hard time on trying to find the best word to describe this. She placed her fragile palms upon her King’s cheeks, and tip-toed, pressing her lips softly against his. As she gave him soft yet a bit long kiss. Such acting she was doing just for get what she wants. But maybe this all might change Metia, she’s already hating herself for enjoy having her husband closer, so getting pregnant of another child from him, was just what she “needed” for change into a good person.
Let’s just hope she doesn’t.
