A Night With The King

Lance opened his eyes and looked around. He knew at once that he wasn’t in his room. He felt someone move against him and looked to see Sophie in his arms. She was still asleep. He couldn’t remember much from last night but all he knew was that after he had a drink which was too much, he had tried to fall asleep but he couldn’t so he dragged himself out of bed and somehow ended up by her side with her sleeping in his arms. How he was not feeling anxious waking up by her side was beyond him, instead, he wanted to watch her sleep. He shook his head to clear off the crazy thoughts and calmer refused himself from the bed that was too small for the two of them but somehow, they were able to spend the night together on it.

He couldn’t remember what he did or said to her last night, he wasn’t naked but he feared he might have touched her in his drunk state. He should have listened to Patrick and not taken that alcohol but he had been having too many thoughts in his head and had only wanted them gone.

Lance tried to get out of the bed without waking her but he failed because she opened her eyes at that moment.

“I am just trying to get off,”

He said as he removed himself from the bed. She sat up and stared at him as if he was out of his mind. He stared at her too. His head was aching so badly now that he was up. One would expect him to stay away from alcohol seeing how he got the worst hangover but he never let that stop him.

“Nothing happened between us last night, right?”

He questioned. He needed to be sure.

“Yeah, nothing happened,”

She responded. He searched her face for any sign that she might be lying but there was none. He let out a breath and turned to leave.

“Get some sleep,”

He said and walked out of the room.

“Good morning your majesty,”

The guards at the entrance greeted him when he walked by them. He wanted to keep walking but he figured he had to give a warning to prevent rumors from going out. He turned to them and pointed at them.

“I know all of you, if what happened last night and me coming out of there this morning, I will have you all beheaded. Not just you but everyone related to you will suffer too so think twice before running your mouth,”

He warned. No, he had no plans of killing anyone but he needed to threaten them like that to get them to shut up. If he didn’t, by the time the whole palace woke up, the rumor would be everywhere, the last thing he wanted was to be the center of a rumor and with a supposed thief. Not many people knew what she stole though, the rumor just went around that she stole from him and was being kept in his dungeon, if any more rumor goes out of him spending the night with her, it could be bad for not just her but him too. He didn’t want the elders on his case right now.

“Lancelot! Where the heck are you coming from?”

Patrick yelled as soon as he entered his room. His head was aching and his shout just increased it. He walked by him and sat on the bed.

“In the dungeon,”

He revealed and realized too late that he should have kept that information to himself.

“What? You spent the night with her?”

Patrick yelled even louder.

“I did, I was drunk and somehow ended up there, I wanted to ask her something,”

He responded. He already sold himself out so he couldn’t deny it even if he wanted to.

“I told you there is something up with you and her and you refuse to believe me and now you go find her when you are drunk and spend the night with her? Did you lose your mind?”

Patrick let out. Lance wished he would stop shouting already, his head was banging and Patrick yelling at him was making it worse.

“Can you bring your voice down please?”

He requested. Holding his head in his hands as the reality of how his spending the night in the dungeon with her would look like. At least he warned those men not to spread rumors. He knew Patrick wouldn’t.

“I will if you give me reasons not to yell, right now you are acting out. You are a grown Thirty-three-year-old man Lance. You are not a teenager. Need I remind you that you are not just an ordinary thirty-three years old man, you are the king of Otano! What do you think would happen if words got out that you spent the night in a dungeon with a woman who stole something valuable from the kingdom? Did you even think about that before letting your dick get in your head? Not to mention the said woman is carrying another man’s child,”

Patrick scolded.

“I didn’t sleep with her, if that’s what you are saying, I told you, I went to ask her questions, I got so tired and couldn’t get myself to walk back to my chambers so I just slept there, that’s all I did, sleep,”

Lance corrected. He knew he was wrong to have gone there in the first place but he didn’t want to be accused of something he didn’t do.

“What if you did and you don’t remember? Let’s face it, you never recur anything when you are drunk,”

Patrick accused. He was right. He barely remembers anything once he wakes up the next morning after a drunk night. All he would be left with would be a hangover.

“She told me so herself, she told me I didn’t touch her,”

He told Patrick wishing he would just stop talking already.

“And you believe her? You seem to be believing everything that comes from that woman,”

Patrick continued.

“I trust that she won’t lie. If anything, she would have lied that I slept with her just to gain favors, don’t you think that would work better for her? She has nothing to gain by telling me I didn’t touch her you moron,”

He let out. Finally, Patrick shut up but that didn’t last.

“You might be right, also. There is something fishy about that driver but I will leave you to talk to him yourself, please get some rest and I will be back to wake you up in the next two hours,”

Patrick stated, turned around, and left. Lance wanted to ask him what he meant by what he said about the driver but he was so tired that he didn’t bother and just laid down to get more sleep.

He woke up exactly two hours later and got dressed for his meeting even though he wanted to sleep some more.

“Can you get the palace help and guards to change everything in that room? The bed is too small and my body aches from laying on it,”

Lance said as he walked with Patrick towards the car that would take them to where the meeting was taking place.

“Your bed is small? I could have sworn that it is the biggest bed I have seen,”

Patrick responded and Lance stopped walking for a moment to glare at him. If the guards and other people weren’t walking with them, he would have smacked him on the head, he waited until they got into the waiting car to speak again.

“You know that’s not what I am talking about,”

Lance scolded.

“I know, but ask me that with everyone present seemed right to you? Do you even know who you are? You were openly stating that you spent the night in a small bed and you didn’t stop to wonder how odd that will sound to the other people walking with you?”

Patrick asked. He got the gist but he wasn’t about to apologize.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Fine, now that we are alone, can you do something about that place? A full renovation will be much appreciated.”

He stated, resting his head on the car seat.

“What? Why? Do you have plans of spending more nights there? Is that why you want me to renovate it? I can’t let you go back there. I don’t know if that lady bewitched you or something but do you need me to remind you that she is not just a thief but a foreigner too? If you have any thoughts towards her, you better kill them, it won’t end well for either of you.”

Patrick let out.

“I have no thoughts towards her, stop making things up,”

“Well, it doesn’t look like it, especially when you go seek her out when you are drunk. Need I remind you that you are going to be married soon so you shouldn’t be messing around with a woman pregnant for another man,”

Patrick told him.

“Please stop reminding me that she is pregnant, I got everything you said, I won’t go near her again unless it is absolutely needed,”

He let out.

“I will keep reminding you if that will make you stay away from here, you have only acted like this towards a woman before Lance and we both know what happened, so understand why I am worried,”

Patrick said. Lance knew what he was talking about but he didn’t want to talk about it.

“I understand but don’t worry, it won’t happen,”

He promised. He didn’t know if that was a promise that he would be able to keep, he couldn’t remember much about last night but he could remember how possessive of her he had felt.