“Speaking of drunk, I have wine in my room. Shall we indulge? I’ve never seen you have more than a few sips, Maxen.”
He propped himself up on his elbows and kissed her. “I will drink. Let me dress and fetch the bottle.”
He hopped out of bed, and Audra admired his magnificent, muscular backside with a satisfied smile on her face and he slipped into his trousers, but the spotted a smear of blood on his lower arm.
“Maxen, you’re still bleeding.”
“Nothing to worry about.” He dragged his tunic over his head and glanced over his shoulder at her. “But oh…”
“What?”
“I’ve gotten my blood all over that pretty face of yours.”
Maxen sat on the bed beside Audra, licked his thumb, and scrubbed the dried blood from her face. Then he leaned down and kissed her.
“I don’t want to stop kissing you or touching you,” he said.
“I think we can break for refreshment.”
He let out a playful growl. “I don’t want to, but I will.”
After giving Audra another long kiss, he rose and padded from the room, and Audra stretched out in the bed. She was relaxed and in love, and she pushed away any feelings of guilt. Those could be managed later. During this week, Maxen would be the husband of her heart, and if the gods saw fit to strike her down for her transgressions, it would all be worth it.
Maxen’s quiet footsteps padded back to the room; however, an unfamiliar voice spoke just outside the chamber door.
“Sir Knight, would you and the queen care to share in the festivities downstairs? You are most welcome.”
With a cheeky grin, he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between Tom’s bent knees. When he saw the slight apprehension in
“You’re insatiable and I’m hungry,” she remarked while jumping out of bed before Ray had time to grab her. Heading for the bathroom, she turned her head to see him drop back down on the pillows putting his hands behind his head with a satisfied smile.
As he moved her he saw a small trickle of blood run out of the side of her mouth and he brushed it away quickly with his gloved hand. He pulled her coat round to cover her up, to keep her warm, and then he saw it.
"You're shivering again" he said, bringing the towel up to the back of my head again, gently wiping at it before putting it down. He let me rest on his shoulder again, and I noticed that I had been bleeding all over him.
Lowering her frail body to the bed, he moved his calloused fingers to caress her arms. It was a useless gesture, but one he’d done so many times before.
Recognizing the sadness in her voice, he looked up at her, “What’s up Riles?” His eyes are softer than they have been in week and his hand is reaching across the bed for hers, burning circles into the skin of her hand with his thumb.
Maxed had a point. Audra turned around and said, “Fine. I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble. I’ll go up to my knees, then.”
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She poured a cup for herself and one for me. “Drink up.” She downed the glassed.
Eliza laughed and leaned in for a kiss. Alex held her cheek and met her lips.
Audra pictured herself living there with Maxen, jammed up against one another in a tiny bed. Perhaps the would be poor or hungry sometimes, but that seemed like a small price to pay for happiness. She often pictured an alternate future, one where he and she had wed, and she wondered if he did the same.
Audra stood up from her seat and glanced down at Maxen. No matter what happened, they could never act on their love for one another. If they did, lives would be lost (likely their own), and the kingdom might even topple around them. Such a scandal, a queen’s affair with the First Knight, would cause chaos. She had to hide her love, now and for all her days. This was how it had to be.
“Don't mention it.” I said shortly. She shook her head adamantly, still clutching my hands.
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