Royal Love part 6

Royal Love part 6

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


part 6 of Royal Love


part 6 of Royal Love

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part 6 of Royal Love

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 12, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 12, 2015



I could tell how much I was hurting her, and it broke my heart. I had hoped we could have at least had this short time together. But King Gerald was adamant, that his wife should join us. I had no choice but to say yes, no matter how much I wanted to refuse.

“Jack, please. My mum will understand”

“I’m sorry Anna”

I muttered. She ran from the room crying, I felt like such an asshole. I wish I could have told her the truth, but that would hurt her more, than me just ending it.

How could I question a King? I just had to swallow his bullshit, and be grateful for it. I was so angry. They obviously didn’t know their daughter, if they thought she would accept a fixed marriage.

Besides, were we back in the 18oo’s? Who the hell did they think they were? I hated that I had to do this. Anna would hate me too. I called Beth, and asked her to drop over.

When she arrived, she was glaring at me.

“How could you be so callus?”

She seethed. I was confused.


“Anna called me, she’s in bits. Don’t you know she’s falling in love with you?”

I turned and walked away, heading out into the garden. I honestly couldn’t breathe. She loved me? Just yesterday, I had no clue she even liked me. No, Beth had to be wrong. I heard her come outside.

I stormed toward her.

“You’re full of shit”

I whispered, so Anna wouldn’t hear us argue. She grabbed my arm, and pulled me toward the bottom of the garden, out of ear shot.

“Why the hell am I full of shit? You’re the one who’s fucking full of shit. You told me you really liked her. I talked her into making the first move. I’m partly responsible for her broken heart”

She shouted at me.

“Fuck off with that shit, her heart is fine. We barely kissed”

I lied.

“Are you really that dumb, or is this some sick game for you? Whether you just pecked her on the lips, or fucked her brains out, it’s all the same to her. She is falling for you”

My anger overtook me, and I lashed out at the fence. My knuckles split open, with the force of the punch.

“Jesus Jack, oh my god, are you ok?”

Beth gasped, panic evident in her voice. Grabbing my wrist, she led me back to the house. She sat me at the table, and fetched the first aid kit. As she cleaned my bloody knuckles, she looked at me, confused.

“What the fuck Jack? Why did you do that?”

“Sorry if I scared you”

I muttered. She grabbed my face.

“Hay, you didn’t scare me, I was afraid for you. I’ve never seen you react like that over anything. There is more to this isn’t there?”

I nodded.

“Shit, what happened?”

She sat down, and continued cleaning my hand.

“They are farming her out, to the local stud”

I almost laughed, it was so ridiculous.


“They are setting her up in an arranged marriage”

“What are you talking about, that isn’t done anymore, is it?”

“Apparently so”

I growled.

“So that’s why you ended it”

“Better now, before we both get too involved”

“Oh honey, she’s already involved, and obviously so are you”

She applied plasters to my knuckles. I hung my head.

“What am I supposed to do Beth? I wouldn’t stand a chance against a prince”

“Doesn’t she get a say in this?”

“I can’t tell her. Her mum will be here tomorrow morning, she wants to tell her”

“Oh god, Jack I’m so sorry. I should have known you wouldn’t hurt her on purpose. You don’t hurt those you love”

My eyes darted to hers. At that moment I knew it. I had suspected, especially after last night. But now it was confirmed, I loved her. Shit, I was head over heels, deep, in total love with her. Beth grabbed my hands.

“I knew it. Oh honey, you have to tell her”

I knew there really was no point, and we would just get hurt more, if we tried and got split apart. It was better to just move on, however much it hurt, for her.

“I can’t do that to her Beth. If I told her how I felt, and she is forced into this marriage thing, she would get hurt even more. It’s best she think I am an asshole, than have her want and miss me. It will be hard enough for me; I won’t put her through that”

Beth hugged me.

“I really am sorry, don’t give up hope just yet, miracles do happen”

“Thanks Beth. Anyway, I called you over to comfort Anna, not me”

“Well then my lovely brother, I shall go and comfort”

She disappeared upstairs, and into Anna’s room. I kept myself busy, by tidying up. I did have a Queen coming to visit in the morning. After a few hours, Beth came back downstairs.

“How is she?”

I asked.

“She’s sleeping”

“What did you tell her?”

“Don’t worry. I didn’t give away your secret. I didn’t tell her anything you said. I told her I had fumed at you; she seemed to enjoy me saying that”

She smiled. I hugged her.

“Thank you so much Beth. What would I do without you?”

When I let her go, she touched my arm.

“There is that other thing we should discuss Jack”

I sighed. She was right; we had to deal with this.

“Ok, let’s sit down”

We went into the living room. I took a deep breath. I had been avoiding this for the last week. When Beth had called me, and told me our father had passed away, I hadn’t cared one little bit.

That man was not my father. He had lost the right to call himself that, when he had beaten me half to death. I was just 16, and he had caught me stealing money from his wallet. In his drunken state, he had lashed out, slapping me.

I was sick of him hitting me, so this one time, I hit back. He had been stunned at first, but then his anger had taken over. He beat me like I was a rabid dog. I ended up with 2 fractured ribs, a broken jaw, and a fractured eye socket

If it wasn’t for Beth, he would have killed me. Her screaming had broken his drunken trance. Once I got out of the hospital, I took Beth, and we left. We stayed in town, because it was all we had ever known.

He had tried to talk to us many times, but neither of us wanted to know him. We hadn’t reported what he did; Beth had begged me not to. Our dad was the mayor of this little town, and he was very well respected. The town needed him, we both knew that.

Before he had become mayor, the previous mayor had swindled all the people out of their savings. He had literally saved everybody from ruin. I made it clear to her and him; I was doing this for the town. The people didn’t deserve to know who he really was.

It was the main reason he realised he had to leave us alone. The last time I saw him, he was drunk and saying he would hurt Beth, if we didn’t come home. I had grabbed him by the throat, and threatened his reputation. That was the only thing he ever cared about. From that day on, he left us alone.

Beth never knew about that confrontation. Even though she had seen the way he was with me, he had never physically hurt her. She didn’t need to know what he was capable of; I would never hurt her that much.

“Ok, so I guess we have to arrange a funeral”

“Yeah, the funeral director has been on at me for days. Because he made me the executor of the will, it’s my duty to sort everything out. But I can’t do it alone Jack. I know this is so much harder for you, but can you please help me?”

I grabbed her hand.

“Of course I will. I’m sorry I haven’t really been here for you over the years”

“Don’t be stupid, I love this town, you didn’t. You did what was right for you. Besides, it’s not like you can ever be alone here. Everybody knows everybody”

She smiled.

“It’s like I have a huge extended family. But I want us to make more of an effort to see one another. Now he’s gone, you can visit more, without worrying about seeing him”

“I swear I will. And don’t worry about the funeral costs, I’ll sort everything out”

“It’s all been paid for already. Our father may have been a piece of shit, but he was frugal. And Jack, I haven’t wanted to say anything yet, but he left something for you”

“I don’t want it”

“Well that’s up to you, but it’s in your bedside table, if you change your mind”

I felt cold inside. I hated that man for what he had become. Before we lost mum, he was a great father. When she died, it was like she took any niceness he had with her. I know it was all to do with the grief, but it was unforgivable.

“So will you come with me tomorrow, to the funeral home?”

“Yeah, we’ll go after the Queen and her entourage have arrived. Then I know Anna will be safe”

“About Anna, don’t give up hope just yet honey please”

I just nodded. She gave me a hug, and then grabbed her jacket.

“Are you not staying tonight?”

“I dear brother, have got a date”

She grinned.

“Really, and who’s the lucky guy?”

“Joe Walsh”

“You are kidding me, I thought he was married”

“He’s divorced, thank you. He’s really nice Jack, I really like him”

I stood up and hugged her again.

“Then have fun”

I said. I watched her skip out the door, and couldn’t help smiling. She was so strong that girl. I swore to myself, I would start seeing her more. I couldn’t hide from the past forever. I went to bed, and as I tried to sleep, all I kept doing was looking at my bedside table.

Fuck it, I thought. I sat up, and opened the draw. There was an envelope addressed to me. I held it in my hands, and debated what to do with it. I could rip it up, and just ignore it. Or I could at least see what he had to say. After all he was dead; it didn’t really matter to him.

I knew it would always bother me, if I at least didn’t just read it. I tore it open, and pulled out the letter. Seeing his handwriting was strange. I took a deep breath and read.

Dear Jack,

I know this is probably ripped up in a bin somewhere, but just in case you decided to read it, I have a few things I wanted to say to you. First and foremost I have to say how sorry I am. I know that means absolutely nothing, after what I did, but it is the one huge regret I have. I was an angry man, and a disgusting drunk, I had no right to call myself a father. Losing your mum destroyed me, not that that is an excuse at all, but drinking helped me forget. Unfortunately I forgot how to be a good dad along the way. You and Beth are everything to me, and losing you both destroyed me all over again. But that was my doing. I wish there was a way to turn back the clock, and I would embrace you both and never let go. I hope you can forgive me in death, as you couldn’t in life. I am so very proud of you both, and I want your futures to be happy and wonderful. Hopefully the gift I leave you will see to that. Please don’t just dismiss it out of anger. Although it won’t mend the pain I caused, I hope it will make your future a great one, which is all I want for you both. Maybe one day you’ll tell your children about their granddad, without an undertone of bitterness. I’m truly sorry my son and I love you very much.


I noticed something else sticking out of the envelope. I pulled it out, and almost had a heart attack. There were two cheques, one with my name on it and one with Beth’s name on it. I was astounded at the amount on each. 

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