Happy Birthday!

"Is it morning already?"

The adonis opened his eyes.

"Jerome… won't you be in trouble becouse you slept here?"

She asked.

"Today is your birthday… I promised to spend it with you."

'It's not like I asked for it…'

He pulled the naked female body back to him.

"But Jürgen…"

"Don't worry, he won't be back from the border until tomorrow. And in the palace, I told the servants that I am sick, and ordered them to not bother me today… so no one will look for me. Today, I would have only worked in the office anyway, there is not a single hearing… "

He kissed her neck and then rose above her.

Then a huge penis perched in the morning light flashed.

"Ah…"

Ariana blushed for a moment. She always only saw her husband's body in the dim light. Now, however, she could admire the beautifully crafted muscles and his long, hard dick to her liking.

'How can someone be so perfect?'

After a gentle morning gymnastics, they marched down together for breakfast.

The Queen's food was prepared with tremendous attention, as the staff not only adored her mistress, but was aware that food was one of the few things, that could bring joy in the miserable prison.

"Enjoy your meal!"

Raised the king his glass.

The girl usually ate alone, as the maids could not take a seat at her table, so this romantic breakfast for two was a whole new feeling for her.

'Oh really… this would be normal … in an average marriage.'

With a bitter smile on her face, she stopped slicing the bacon for a moment.

'Harry always insisted on having breakfast together… because that made us a family… Ha… but he no longer regretted spending dinner with other woman… that trach.'

The painful memory made her bite her lip.

"Maybe a lighter breakfast would be better, Mistress?"

Kathy asked, seeing that the food had not yet reached Ariana's mouth.

"Huh? Oh, no… this is perfect, thank you. "

The queen smiled reassuringly.

'How funny… after all these years his betrayal hurts… why can't I get over Harry? Maybe because he was the last man I loved with all my heart? I'm pathetic… '

After breakfast, Jerome asked the girl to lead her around the estate… showing him, how she used to spend her days.

After some gardening together, they rode together and then the king played her a piano piece.

'I wish it was always like this… If I didn't know the background story… if no one knew what his life was like during the day… we could be a normal couple… we could really love each other.'

She watched with regret, as the sunlight filtered through the window and the man's black hair sparkled. Just as the beautiful fingers that used to play on her body were now enchanted by the instrument's keys… while the long lashes sometimes rise to make the perfect pair of eyes laugh at her sometimes.

"Ah .."

She sighed.

"You liked it?"

Jerome asked.

"Yes, it was beautiful. I could listen to your play all day. "

She smiled at him.

"Come here."

Ariana walked over to the man, who reached under her skirt and lifted her on top of the piano.

"Huh… but Jerome .."

She blushed,as playing the sweet little girl.

Then the king took out of his pocket a beautiful gold necklace with ruby ​​inlays.

"Oh, that's fabulous!"

"I'm glad it's to your liking!"

Smiling, he attached the jewelry to her neck.

"Happy birthday Ariana!"