om, she was worried for her Daughter, Dahlia hadn't left her room in over 2 weeks, she refused to speak to any one, including Eleanor, she barely ate, drunk only water, Eleanor was sure she had only left her bed when she needed too.
Hayden had tried everyday for 2 weeks to get her to talk to him, but she just pretended he wasnt there, he appeared at the estate less and less, Eleanor saw the look in his eyes, he was in pain because of their loss and because Dahlia was in pain, he was helpless to do any thing, he was shunted out of Dahlia's life and he couldn't cope.
Eleanor watched Hayden as he stormed towards the bedroom, "Is she in there?" Eleanor nodded, "Right, this may take a while, you might wanna go out or something," Hayden stormed into Dahlia's room, slamming the door. Eleanor left, knowing the two needed to thrash it out.
Hayden yanked the bed covers off of Dahlia, "Dahlia get up," He asked as he stood by the bed.
"Go away," Dahlia replied from underneath a pillow.
Hayden pulled all the pillows off the bed, "Get up," He said through gritted teeth.
Dahlia sat up, scowling angrily at him, "Wait, is that an order form the big bad King?" She mocked.
"If it has to be, then yes. Why have you shut me out of your life, I thought I made it clear you could rely on me," Hayden sat down on the bed arms folded.
Dahlia laughed humourlessly, "Rely on you! Where were you when I was sobbing outside? Where were you when Vaughan was trying to rape me? Where were you when I was miscarrying our baby? Oh I know where, you were slobbering all over that Orlesian b***h," Dahlia turned to the window, not wanting to look at Hayden.
Hayden stood up, throwing the water jug on the floor, "Do you not think I feel guilty about that? I've spent 2 weeks, kicking myself for not getting to you sooner. I will live with the guilt for the rest of my days, Lia, so don't you DARE, tell me to feel worse, because I feel rock bottom as it is."
"Oh, I'm sorry, you feel bad, maybe Empress Celene can make you feel better or the castle maids, just like your Father. I should have f****d Bann Teagan while I had the chance, at least he cares," Dahlia sneered at Hayden before turning her back on him.
"Oh yes, act like the w***e, you are so convinced that you are, shall I get Teagan and you can make so bastard children with him instead, at least you know you can get pregnant now, so I served a purpose at least."
"You know nothing, so don't act like you do. You are just a spoiled brat of a King, he things he deserves respect for doing nothing, but f*****g women, you might already have bastard children out their, Hayden, why not go find them."
Hayden stopped next to Dahlia, "Oh and you don't have a reputation for screwing Castle guards, guess what, Dahlia, you project the image of a w***e because you let yourself act like one," Hayden felt the sharp slap of skin against skin.
"How dare you call me that, especially since your reputation is "The Prince that f****d anything that move. After seeing you with the Empress, I can well believe it's true, how many women have you screwed after being with me?"
"Oh you, want to know how many? Ok, I'll tell you. It's none, you have been the only woman I've been with since my wedding night. That is the cold hard truth. But I wonder how many men you've been with since, how many bastard children have you nearly made? Was this the first pregnancy or have their been others?"
Dahlia froze before bursting into tears, collapsing to the floor, "don't talk about things you know nothing about," Dahlia struggled to breathe, "It's not you who the Maker is punishing for what I've done, its me."
Hayden's anger faltered, "Why would you think the Maker is punishing you?"
Dahlia hugged her knees, rocking slightly, lip quivering, "The Maker made me miscarry because I wished so hard for my previous pregnancy to go away, I didn't want that child so I'm not allowed to have any other babies, I lost my chance."
Hayden sat down on the floor next to Dahlia, his back resting against the bed, "The baby, it was Vaughan's?"
Dahlia nodded, "I was so scared Father would make me marry him, If I told him."
"Lots, you were 13 years old and terrified, why would you think the Maker was punishing you. If anyone deserves punishment its me," Hayden mimicked Dahlia's posture.
"Why do you think you deserve punishment?" Dahlia turned towards Hayden.
Hayden gently took her hand, "I've been a s**t to women, I've been lazy, spoiled, foolish, I think my title means I'm invincible, but I'm not, I'm just a man, you are the only one who saw through it all and saw the man."
"The man is worthy if you can get past the King. Have ever got to know the people you rule, let them see that you are just a man who does his best for his people?"
"No, I've never really know how, you think I should try?"
Dahlia laughed, "Come on, we are going out."
Hayden got up, "We are doing this now?"
"Yes we are, come on," Hayden followed Dahlia out of the estate.
Hayden and Dahlia got to the Markets, Hayden took Dahlia's hand in his, he planned to make Dahlia his Queen, he was going to be open in his affection for her.
"So, this is the local Bakery, they do the best cakes," Together they walked into the bakery, "Good Morning, Smith."
"Good Morning, your Ladyship and your Grace, what do I owe the pleasure?" Smith said, slightly in awe of the King.
"Arlessa Dahlia is giving me a tour around local businesses, apparently you do the best cakes in Denerim."
"We like to think so, your Grace, would you like to try one?"
"I would and 1 for the good Arlessa here," Smith produced a tray of cakes for them to try.
Hayden found himself enjoy some normalcy with Dahlia, having fun as Hayden and Lots, instead of King and Arlessa, he watched as she laughed and joked with Smith, it confirmed his belief that Dahlia would be a great Queen.
Dahlia took Hayden to the local jewellers, after being introduced to the owner, Hayden slipped away from Dahlia and ducked back into the jewellers. He asked for 2 rings to be made, one with the Cousland family symbol and the other with Theirin family symbol to lock together, signifying the joining of 2 great families.
After that, he went to the clothing shop, he ordered an expensive Rivaini silk robe to be made for Dahlia, he felt she deserved nice things for seeing the man and making that man a better King.
Hayden sought out Dahlia, finding her near the pounds, she was fussing over a Mabari hound, who seemed to love Dahlia, "Do I have a rival for your affections?"
Dahlia smiled at Hayden, "Perhaps you do, he is rather cute, don't you agree?"
"Yes I do. Do you want him?"
"I do, he's beautiful," Hayden watched as Dahlia played with the hound.
Hayden handed over money to the trainer, "Let's take him home, Dahlia."
Dahlia looked up at Hayden in surprise, "You bought him for me."
"Of course, you 2 look adorable together."
Hayden and Dahlia got back to the estate with the hound in tow, "So, did you like seeing the people?" Dahlia asked as she sat on the bed.
"I did, it was nice to meet them all, I noticed they all like you."
"I like them, I like to make sure everyone has what they need."
"You'll be a great Queen, Lots," Hayden kissed her gently.
Dahlia gently eased his tunic out of his breeches, her hands disappearing underneath, "Is that plan?"
Hayden moved Dahlia to the bed, gently lifting her on to it, "It is," Together the laid on the bed, "Are you healed?" Hayden asked.
Dahlia nodded as she pulled Hayden on top of her, Hayden kissed her gently, his fingertips caressing her skin, "Make love to me, Hayden," Dahlia asked.
Hayden smiled at her, his fingers pulling at her tunic, pulling it over her head, he laid gentle kisses on her smooth skin, stopping between her breasts, "Oh Dahlia, you are so beautiful," He whispered against her skins, gently he took a n****e into his suckling on it gently, relishing the soft music Dahlia made, "Oh Hayden," She breathed out.
Hayden kissed his way down to her hips, untying the laces of her breeches, easing them down her legs, he kissed her thighs, ready to explore her with his fingers, "Please, no teasing tonight, Hayden," She begged, Hayden smiled at her as he stood up to remove his own breeches, he looked a Dahlia, laid on the bed, naked, lust filled eyes, she was the most beautiful sight he'd even seen, she was definitely to be his Queen, he couldn't imagine continuing to rule without that charming beauty by his side.
Hayden got back into the bed, kissing her skin, worshipping her in a way she deserved, he kissed her lips so adoringly, it made Dahlia want to cry, "Please, Hayden," She begged. Hayden lined himself up to her entrance, kissing her lips as he slowly entered her, together they gasped, the sensation of their joining, overwhelming. Hayden moved slowly within her, his eyes locked on to hers, a thousand words being said between them without either making a sound.
"More, Hayden," Dahlia whispered in his ear, he was only too happy to do as she asked, he increased his motion, gripping the headboard to keep him steady, "Oh Maker, Hayden," She said in a breath, the slow building of her orgasm had started, it had never felt so intense before.
Hayden increased his speed again, sensing Dahlia impending release, he found her tiny pink nub, rubbing it in a circle, pinching at it, watching Dahlia thrash around on the bed, he kept going, "Come on, baby, come for me," He spurred her on as she got louder, back arching off the bed, her head thrown back, she cried out his name before her body went limp. Hayden moved hard and fast inside of her, eager to complete his own release, he came inside of her with a grunt, before his body went limp against hers, his forehead against hers.
Dahlia laughed, "That was amazing."
Hayden kissed her gently, "Yes it was."
Hayden moved into the empty space on the bed, pulling Dahlia to him, he kissed her forehead, "Do you know how amazing you are?"
Dahlia smiled against his chest, "No, but I wont object to you showing me."
"I'll show you everyday for the rest of our lives," Dahlia decided to actually let herself believe what he said, after all, he'd always came back, no matter how hard she tried to force him away.
Hayden smiled as he heard Dahlia's gentle breathing, he could happily listen to that noise every night for the rest of his days, she was his and he was hers, no one would get in the way of that.