His Queen

13.

Cold air nipped at my skin as I gazed at the endless night sky. The stars are out, and I am left in awe as the night sky looked so beautiful. I wondered if the stars do just about what I do now-stare.

That is all what I have been doing for the past two days, I just stare at the dawn and watch in pure awe with dreams in my eyes and love in my heart as the sun rises and bring colors to the darkness of the fleeing night. Same goes to dusk-I gaze at it and marvel at the different colors mixing; dancing like paint on the platter with God making the masterpiece of the sky himself. I would also stare at the royal garden below and I would find myself searching for the willow tree, but sadly, to no avail, I could not gaze at it from my chamber.

I would have loved to gaze at that tree and reminisce the memory his majesty and I have made.

I would have loved to gaze at it and feel as if time turned itself back allowing me to feel his soft, plump and silk-like lips on mine.

To feel his hands cupping my cheeks tenderly as if I was the most precious thing he has ever held.

I would have loved to reminisce the time where he treated me with softness in his hands and sweetness in his heart even though it only lasted a day.

Because now, he treats me worse than filth.

I was not allowed to leave the confines of my chamber, and I feel suffocated yet I just thought about the fact that I am blessed to even have a chamber, that I was being fed three times a day instead of being locked up in a cell and not being fed at all. I just do not have any freedom, that is all.

For the past two days of not being let out of my chamber, the king also did not come to see me. What for? Why would he even want to see me? The last time I saw him, he made it clear that he should have locked me up in the dungeon and claimed his pleasure whenever he pleases. That just leaves me to the conclusion that he would not come see me unless he wants to use me for the exact reason on why he claimed me his.

And because he has not seen me at all for the past two days, the predictions of the servants of him being furious to the extent has not happened at all seeing as he still did not know about the enormous purple and blue bruise painted on my left cheek. He took no knowledge of the doings of that frivolous brat or even the events of her trying to take possession of my chamber.

Surprisingly though, both Queens did not come to see me and wail all about their useless royalty like dying walruses.

Yet I know that they still are in this palace. Anna filled my clueless and confused mind by telling me: "They went unannounced and his majesty was furious, really, but then when they started to leave, the other servants told me that suddenly, his majesty had an enormous change of heart. I heard that they have been negociating the past two days now."

I did not ask any further. For my heart felt as if it was burned. This was the woman that lied and deceived him so deeply; I cannot fathom to think-how sudden could he have changed his heart? I read his words, I read them and they were tainted with such anguish and pure, raw hatred. His heart spoke, how could he have turned it all around all of a sudden? His words were filled with ebbing sincerity.

He would not just accept them wholly and all shall be fine between two kingdoms-deep betrayal was done to him--the king! His words were a bountiful sea of deep anguish and sorrow and pure scathing hatred.
His words; his heart spoke and they were too true to be surpassed just like that. Just one gaze at the woman who caused chaos and blood in his heart would not make him embrace her with all the acceptance and forgiveness laced within his being.

Or would he?

He would not.
He would not.

"I heard that they have been negociating the past two days now."