Flea Market

"I'm so sorry, Lord Harrison, I was on my way-"

"Don't apologize milady. This is quite an achievement room. You can't help not walking in here every now and then"

"Is this all just the King's trophies?"

"Yes, he was a very good jockey. He loved the sport and the horses but then-" He stops as if he's saying too much.

"I'm sorry, it's not my story to tell"

"I understand"

"He's a good guy you know"

"The King?"

"Yes, his heart and life has been played with a lot of times. He sees the good in people....maybe he shouldn't" Your heart is breaking bit by bit as he keeps talking. You wonder what you did to the King.

You don't know much about him, that's clear, but you know his gentle nature.

"My Lord if I may ask, why is it that there a room in your house filled with the King's trophies and photos?"

"It's a very long and sad story and like I said, I can't tell you the story but I can say...he spends a lot of time here after his father died. Until....until recently...." He looks down and frowns as if he's recalling not seeing him for some time.

"But we should probably head back. Can't leave them for too long, now can we?"

"Of course yes but I do actually need to go powder my nose, I'll see you there soon" You walk out of the room and head to the bathroom as your thoughts soon go back to the King.

(Maybe I ran out too fast, maybe he wanted to tell me things I needed to hear. I can't believe that a man with such a gentle nature will cheat on his betrothed? What's going on? Am I missing something?)

The rest of the visit goes down without a hitch but you feel that Lord Jackson has grown quite fond of you and you should be careful about the signals you give to him. You keep yourself busy with various things during the week, trying to keep your mind of the King but you can't stop thinking of him. Sunday finally arrives and you're getting ready for the flea market. You feel nervous and you wonder if he'll be there.

"Are you ready??" Kendra touches your arm. "Good afternoon, I didn't know you would pick me up today?"

"We have a bit of planning to do"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, the King might not be at the flea market but the princess will and we have to see what's her deal. Why doesn't the King care for her?"

"Yes. You're completely right. Let's go!" You arrive at the flea market. "I'm going to buy everything" You laugh together. You walk through the flea market and then you see the princess and her lady in waiting. They stand at a cake stand.

"We should go closer, maybe we can hear something?"

"Yeah, that's a good idea!" You move close to the stand and acted as if you're very interested in what the stand has to sell. Then you overhear them talking to each other.

"...if I have to keep this up, things will not be going so smooth for long" Princess Catherine laughs.

"You must have enjoyed this week tremendously?"

"You have no idea, I could-" You look up not sure why the princess stopped talking and then you see everyone bowing. You feel the Kings powerful presence filling the air. His authority is touchable. You let out a small gasp. He walks to the princess and takes her hand kissing it. You try to hide behind a pillar but his eyes find you. You can't breathe. You stare back at him. You give him a small smile but he quickly looks away again.

(He must still be thinking that I don't want him. I should make my intentions clear.) Without thinking about it, you walk right up to him and the princess.

"Forgive me your Highnesses, for my intrudance..." His eyes go wide and he wants to say something but the princess speaks first. "You're most welcome...uhm...it's Lady Winters, right? You were at that event, I think it was jousting?"

"That's correct, your grace. Thank you for remembering me"

"What *clearing his throat* can we help you with, Lady Winters?" The King stares at you with soft, begging eyes. You stare back at him.

"I just would like to welcome you back home, Sire..." Your eyes never leave him and you fill your eyes with care and passion. He feels your energy and tries to tear his eyes away. "....to Monaco, I mean" His lips turn into a small smile.

"That's very kind of you, Lady Winters. We should have tea, you and I tomorrow at noon" The princess interrupts your inaudible conversation.

"It will be an honor, Princess Catherine" You bow and move away slowly. He stares a while longer at you and then strips his eyes away from you.

You walk back to Kendra shaking. "Hold me upright...I...I...can't breathe" Kendra takes you around the corner, away from the Kings eyes. "Who are you?? That was excellent!! I can't believe that you just did that!! You're my hero!!"

"Yes, a hero that can't....breathe"

"Lady Winters, good afternoon" You jump at Lord Jackson's voice and try to return to normal. "Good afternoon, my Lord. I didn't think that you would be interested in the flea market?"

"I sometimes like a good flea market every once in a while, especially when there's something I want to look at" He looks you up and down.

"Lord Jackson, could you possibly help me with something?" Kendra saves you.

"Of course Lady Benette?"

"Could you help me find Lord Harrison? I think he went this way" She steers him in a different direction as to where the King is and then shows you with her eyes to get the Kings attention.

You understand what she's saying and head over to a stand that is directly in the eyesight of the King but not the princess. Then you bend forward so that your breasts captures his full attention.

He's busy walking but then he sees you. His steps slow down almost to a standstill as he keeps his eyes on you. Then he trips over a stone on the ground and turns around straightening his clothes to show, that nothing happened. You stand up and see the blush on his cheeks.

(That's where I want you, my King, under my spell...)

Lord Jackson returns "That Lady Benette is a handful, isn't she?"

"Oh...Kendra, yes...she can be a handful" You smile inside, knowing what Kendra did for you. You walk around with Lord Jackson, Lord Harrison and Kendra.

"Lord Jackson, will you be attending the opera tonight?"

"I'm sorry, milady but I have some business matters to attend to"

"I completely understand. It's important to take care of your affairs"

(Phew!)

You walk to the next stand and the King and princess are at the other stand. The King walks over to your stand.

"Lord Harrison..." He slaps him on the shoulder and Lord Harrison turns around, giving him a hug.

"King James! You remember Lady Benette, Lady Winters and Lord Jackson?" You all bow.

"Yes, I remember. How is everyone doing?"

"We're doing fine, your Highness, thank you for asking. How are you doing?" You answer the King. Just then, Lord Harrison and Kendra takes Lord Jackson to the next stand.

"I'm....I'm doing well, thank you" He turns around to go back to the princess but you grab his upper arm as a reflex. You don't want him to go. You're holding onto a pure, well-toned muscle. He looks at your hand and you quickly retreat your hand to your side.

"I'm so sorry, Sire....I didn't mean to-" He lowers his voice so that only you can hear him. He locks his eyes with you, filled with intense passion and breathing heavily.

"Lady Winters, don't ever apologize for putting your hands on me...ever"