A Night With The King

Sophie felt bored out of her mind but that wasn’t the problem, she just couldn’t rub off the fact that something wasn’t right and that she might be in some kind of trouble. Ever since Patrick, the king’s right-hand man came to her, she hadn’t seen or heard from the king. She tried to ask those who came to give her the basic things she needed about what was going on in the palace and the king but no one said anything to her. She couldn’t directly ask if the king did call off his wedding as Patrick had suggested. She hoped not because that would mean trouble for her. No one would believe she has anything to do with the king, she was in the house where mistresses are kept and well taken care of, she didn’t need a prophet to know that the people who attend to her think she is the king’s mistress. She wanted to shout to them that she was not but it was a waste of time as they wouldn’t even say anything to her in the first place.

Not knowing what a new day would bring to her made her constantly feel unrest, she still didn’t know if anything was being done to prove her innocence, she had no idea what was going on and she felt hopeless and all she could do was think and wait.

Sophie got out of the bed when she heard a noise as if someone was entering the apartment, it wasn’t time for dinner yet so she knew it wasn’t the palace maid.

“Please, no,”

She let out as she walked out of the room, she hoped it wasn’t the king, she really didn’t want him around her. As she got out of the room, she came face to face with someone she never thought she would meet in a million years.

“My princess,”

Sophie bowed in greeting to the gorgeous woman who was to be the wife of the king, the woman was a living breathing, beautiful goddess and everything a man would ask for in a woman, not to mention she carried herself with a confidence that Sophie knew she would never have, she hasn’t spent a lot of times in the presence of the future queen but the few times she has, she got to witness a great amount of confidence personified and charisma too, it was beyond what she could describe, she was beautiful, wealth and well spoken, it was a whole lot of package and she wasn’t surprised the king had picked her as his bride, it would have been stupid not to pick her. She had every feature of a queen and she was here; standing in front of Sophie and looking at her in a not-so-friendly way. Yup, something was definitely wrong.

“So, it is you, I know you; I have seen you before, you work for the palace, right?”

The princess asked.

“Yes, my princess,”

Sophie responded politely even though she wasn’t sure why the future queen would be here and asking her that, her conclusion was that she was here because her wedding was close and she was doing a tour, the fact that she was alone did seem off as she should either be with guards and maids or the king himself. Sophie didn’t ask as it wasn’t in her place. She just prayed it wasn’t what she was thinking because the princess didn’t look like she was in a good mood at all.

“I see, so that’s why you could easily get him? I was wondering who it was that could get that man wrapped in her fingers, I have to admit, you are pretty and a desirable woman, no one would resist you,”

The princess said while looking her over. Sophie felt uncomfortable but she couldn’t tell her to stop looking her over. She couldn’t dare.

“My princess, I don’t quite understand what you are talking about,”

Sophie responded even though she had an idea what the princess might be talking about, she wanted to believe it wasn’t it but from the way she was looking at her, it would be a miracle if it wasn’t what she was thinking.

“Oh, I know, you wouldn’t understand but you do know the king and I are supposed to be married right?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She questioned. She took a seat and crossed her legs; she smelled so good and everything she had on screamed expensive.

“Yes, my princess, I am aware,”

Sophie answered politely, she kept looking at the door and hoping the king would walk him to come get the princess.

“Good, So when did you upgrade to the status of his mistress because I could have sworn the last time I saw you, you were a palace maid, did you seduce him? Or did he have his way with you and decided you were too good in bed to be a one-time fuck?”

Sophie’s eyes widened at her words. She prayed it wasn’t but it was clear the princess was there because she thought she had a relationship with the king, her worst fear was happening right in front of her, if the princess who doesn’t live within the palace and the king special adviser thinks she is having an affair with the king, surely, a lot more people would think the same way too.

“No, that’s not it, I never seduced the king neither are we having any kind of affair,”

Sophie corrected.

“What is your name?”

“Sophie,”

Sophie answered.

“Alright, Sophie, you don’t have to lie to me, I am not here to fight you, maybe,”

The princess said. She didn’t sound like she wasn’t going to fight her though.

“I am not lying to you,”

Sophie replied. There was a moment of silence.

“You know what I hate the most? People trying to make a fool of me, you and I both know a man can’t just keep you in a place like this, and have everything you need provided for you when you have no relationship especially when the said man is a king,”

The princess let out in a raised voice.

“You are wrong,”

Sophie let out.

“Really? So, you mean to tell me the king doesn’t come here or he doesn’t fuck you? Wait, is saying fuck too explicit? Should I call it lovemaking? Would that be better?”

The princess asked. Sophie didn’t like where the conversation was going at all.

“I don’t know what you are talking about my princess, the king and I have no such relationship,”

Sophie let out. the princess was hell-bent on not believing her and it was starting to feel like she was just repeating the same thing over and over again for nothing. When she expected the king to show up, he was nowhere to be seen. Why did he even think it was a good idea to send his wife-to-be to her? The man was out of his mind. Okay, maybe he didn’t send her but still, he had to know one way or the other that the future queen was here and asking her questions.