Pure
1008 Words
I waited on my bed, waiting for him to come with his attendants. He finally entered, they followed behind.
“My love remove your clothes for me.”
I looked down at the floor, my glance casted sideways avoiding those men’s burning gazes at me. Perverts every single one. His shirt had become stripped off. His belt unbuckling as his pants dropped to the floor.
He gripped my chin, making me look him in the eyes as he shoved himself inside me. My mouth fell agape as my eyes watered out of pain.
“Leave us!” He hissed at his attendants.
I cried out in pain as he rocked back and forth inside me.
“Why are you still crying? What is wrong with you?”
His voice only grew more irritated.
“Your grace, I am a virgin, this is very much out of my comfort zone, I am sorry your grace. I will dry my tears.”
I quickly try to wipe my tears away trying to ask as if nothing happened.
“My love how old are you?”
“I was promised to you on my 18th birthday, today was our wedding day, today is my birthday.”
“You were promised to me?”
I nodded my head.
“I only found out just last week. They had dragged me here, against my will. My father sold me off, to your father, as a bride, as a present.”
“I had no idea...I was just told another bride was found for me.”
“Your grace...your other brides...they were pawns before, yes?”
His glance was casted back at me as he pulled himself out of me, laying next to my side.
The blood was splattered onto the white sheets.
“They were never teenage virgins. You are too young to be my empress.”
“I have studied my whole life in high class nobility, I am a duchess. You didn’t even realize my age, just a sophisticated lady who would eventually meet her fate. As I said before you are the sun, the light, my ruler, my husband. As I am bound to you I am bound to my country.”
“Oh my love, if only that were the easy way. You will be forced out of court by the next full moon. You will either contemplate with death, or you will be banished to the regions of the unknown. My court will not tolerate some facade that you have made up.”
He pulled me on top of him, forcing himself inside me but not before wetting the area and applying it with his thumb. I moaned at his touch. The way he caressed my curve, his fingers just glided over and over my skin.
“No one has held you before?”
“Not one male hand besides my fathers has been laid on me.”
“No lovers?”
“I have always saved myself for marriage, you are only supposed to be what you give. Were your other wives given this much attention?”
“My other wives were not. Most of them were killed off, but yet I never consummated the marriage with them. My only marriage, my true marriage is to you. The sole owner of my body, my love.”
“Absurd, don’t patronize me your grace.”
“My love, you misunderstand me. You are protected under the law, by I, your true husband. You are under the age of twenty five. Therefore any attempts under the law of your life, your disappearance, anything will be looked over, because you are fertile now. How perfect a wife will you be when my child is growing inside your womb.”
I shook my head...I didn’t know what to think.
“What made you choose me...over the others?”
“No one has ever spoken to me at the wedding before. You were the first one my love. Talking of how the party, our wedding, a joyous celebration was lacking because of a missing feminine touch. How you criticized my ability to host a party compared to your standards my darling wife.”
“It was only a benefit that I was in a prime age for an heir for you?”
“My father gifted the marriage because he thought you were one of the same women from before. He didn’t account on you becoming my sovereign, my light, my sun, under a law followed by generations of rulers. It benefits not only my reign, but maybe it’ll strengthen my approval ratings amongst the others.”
“If you want to elevate your approval ratings, an heir is the right path, it would seal your rule, extending your bloodline, and also it would ensure a ruler of my blood as well. You need to be able to trust your spouse, with your life. What kind of example do you set for a kingdom when you have mistresses, instead of coming back to your wife’s chambers because she had just birthed a son? How will things like that help your time in court? Why would I let someone chase me out of the court? Is it not my sworn right to rule? The oath I have given to you in front of god, an attempt on the throne is an attempt into treason, and I love my country far too much. Too many people look up to us, too many people are waiting for us to slip up.”
“My love, I understand. You’re the only woman I will keep.”
He spent mostly the whole night in my room. He has not requested we move into the same chambers but I could tell it wouldn’t be long. I had studied military tactics, I had studied languages, I had studied piano, to come out a perfect, obedient, wife, who prides herself on her high skill set.
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