As I stared across the river pondering my next move, I saw in the distance a carriage accompanied by dozens of guards riding horses. “Is anyone scheduled to arrive today?” I asked Jeremiah.
“I believe Lady Annabelle has yet to arrive.’ He said.
‘My aunt Annabelle?’ I asked. “My mother’s sister?” I had never met her, she never attended gatherings and lived a long distance away, and she and my mother were not on good terms.
‘Yes your Majesty.” He said.
“I will go greet her then.” I left to the throne room where she would surely visit first. I was still uncomfortable sitting on my father’s throne so I stood near the entrance awaiting my aunt’s arrival. I stood for about a half hour before the doors finally opened. Rows of guardsmen entered the room and lined up at the sides before my aunt finally walked in.
She was beautiful, in her early forties she was still a sight to behold. She had straight shoulder length chestnut brown hair, dark brown eyes, few wrinkles, crows feet being the only sign of her age, light skin, c cup breasts, and the figure of an athletic twenty-two year old.
I had my servants take her bags to her room and we followed behind them. We did not speak until the servants had left us alone in the guestroom.
‘It’s good to see you aunt Annabelle.” I said.
“Yes I haven’t seen you since you were two years old.” she said. We stood there silently, she simply kept smiling at me.
“I’m sorry but you never visit, I don’t mean to be rude but can I ask why you are here?” I said awkwardly. She looked away and seemed sad. Finally she spoke.
‘I need to tell you something.” She said. We both sat down on the edge of her bed. “You are aware your mother and I are not on speaking terms. Well the reason why is because nineteen years ago, at a gathering in the palace, I lost my virginity…to the king.”
I was stunned. I had never imagined this to be the reason why they hated each other. ‘I see…’ I said, my mind flooding with new questions.
‘He was already married to your mother but I couldn’t control myself I was young and had needs so I seduced him and betrayed my sister.’ She said. “It’s how I became pregnant with you.”
‘What?” I was shocked. Confused and even angry at hearing her words. “How, that’s not possible my mother…’
“She is my sister, and I gave you to her because you were the king’s son and you were meant to be raised in the palace, a place I was banished from.’ She said. “I’m sorry but now that your father is dead I felt you needed to know who your real mother is.”
I stood up and paced around the room trying to clear my head. I had no idea what to make of this of the lie that had been my life. I was already stressed from being thrown into the role of king and now this, the stress was becoming unbearable.
‘I’m sorry.’ She said. “If there was anything I could do to make it up to you I would.”
“Make it up to me!” I yelled at her. “I’m king, I have the weight of the world on me right now! Now you tell me my life is a lie! Do you know the amount of stress I deal with?” I yelled
She stood up and I pushed her back onto the bed. She laid on her stomach while I climbed onto her. I slid my hand beneath her dress and felt her smooth bare leg. I ran it up her thigh until I felt the band of her panties.
‘Do you really wish to make it up to me?’ I asked. “Then take my stress away.” I slid my hand under her waistband. She shivered at my touch.
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