Deceive not my love-The prince and his maid II

Blaming the pirate.. king

*Finn*

“Finn !” I only halfway notice my name Being called, caught up in my own thoughts. “Finn ! Have you gone deaf”.

I turn to see Arion stride towards me. “Oh sorry, I was thinking”.

“Hopefully about how to raise your other sons better”. He grounds out. “Mirabella is absolutely crushed.. you know he has been leading her on right ? That little bastard I should..”.

“Arion !” I cut him off. “I know Will did wrong towards your daughter.. but he is my son and I will not let you threaten him”.

He breathes in slowly. “Damn he did wrong.. what do I tell her Finn ? How do I explain this ?”

“He had no choice.. he is putting on a brave face”. I sigh. “I don’t think he really wants this”.

“No choice ?” He groans. “Oh the dumb kid.. I almost feel sorry for him.. taking after his father in all ways I see”.

I feel my brows narrow. “Hey, I haven’t looked at another woman.. not in that way since I met Isolde”.

“No but when you were his age.. hey who knows, you might have a couple of bastards out there”. Arion is grinning now.

I just give him a pointed look, but also I can’t claim that it is impossible. “I am sorry that Bella got hurt in this.. but if you will excuse me, I have to get told off by my wife too”.

“Oh watch out”. Arion chuckles. “You are gonna wish you were back here having me scold you”.

“No doubt..”. I give him a small smile. “See you tomorrow, if I am dead you know who did it”.

I can still hear his laughter echo down the hallway as I reach our private chambers.

“What did he say ?” Isolde asks as soon as I step in the door, she has clearly been waiting for me to return.

“You better sit down, my love”. I say softly, not sure how she will take it.

She turns pale as she slumps down on the chair by her vanity table. “What is it Finn ? Is he.. is she ..?”

“Yes.. seems we are going to be grandparents a bit sooner than expected”. I nod slowly as I walk over to where she is sitting.

“Oh God”. She massages her forehead with one hand. “I am not old enough for that.. he isn’t old enough.. that what comes from having a pirate for a father”.

I manage to control my voice, but it is starting to annoy me. “Please, I just had to listen to Arion in the hallway, ranting about my w*****g ways..”. Her head snaps up and I quickly add. “Previous w*****g ways, when I was young and single.. can we please stop with the ‘lets all blame Finn ?’”.

“Sorry love, I am just..”. She looks so terribly sad that I squat down and take her hands in mine. “Upset.. worried.. I can’t really go scream at Will.. it’s not your fault.. if it is it is my fault to”.

“Will has been away for a long time, he is old enough to make decisions.. but young enough to be easily.. swayed.. there is not really anyone to blame”. I kiss her hands softly.

She squeezes my hands. “I know.. it’s just that.. blaming someone makes it easier to handle, it gives me someone to curse.. Can I please blame Ben then ?”

“Hmm..”. I make a thoughtful face. “Sorry, I talked to Ben.. he was not there, the King.. her uncle had asked for an audience.. and he had warned Will”.

“I am just not ready.. I am not ready for my little boy to have a wife in his room”. She makes a face.

I bite my lip. “Well about that.. he won’t have.. he has asked that she get a separate bedroom”.

“What ? He doesn’t want to share a bed.. his room with his wife.. Why ?” She asks.

“Uhm.. he didn’t really explain.. I think he doesn’t feel ready”. I say, getting up.

She looks confused. “But .. but..”.

“Didn’t you say you weren’t ready ?” I look at her. “Shouldn’t you be happy then ?”

She sighs. “I guess.. it’s just weird.. I mean if you didn’t want me in your bed every night I would have been crushed”.

“I always want you in my bed”. I pull her up and into my embrace. “And in my arms”.

*Perla*

I look up as my husband enters.. husband.. such a weird thing to comprehend. He is handsome, kinda, and has been very sweet to me, but he is not a real man, merely an overgrown boy, and I feel no real attraction to him.

“Your Grace.. Will”. I bow my head lightly. “You are honoring me with this visit”.

“Perla please.. you don’t need to talk like that.. you can be yourself with me”. He says softly. “After all, we are married”.

I nod. “Of course your.. Will”. I give him an apologetic smile. “Sorry it was kinda drilled into my head to talk to .. males like that”.

“Your uncle.. he wasn’t a kind man was he”. He looks at me with warm eyes, but he stays at a distance. Actually he hasn’t really tried anything since the night I seduced him after demand from my uncle.

I am unsure how much I can safely say, so I stick to: “My uncle is a strickt man.. he demands others live up to the rules he himself stands by”.

“Just know you are free here, to do and say what you want.. okay ?” Another a bit shy but warm smile.

“Thank you.. Will”. I give him a small nod, then I look at my hands, silence spreading in the room, and after a few minutes I swallow the lump growing in my throat. “What about bedrooms.. Am I to move to.. yours ?”

On the ship space had been limited and I had shared the small cabin with my ladies mate, while Will slept on the floor in the captain's cabin.

This time he swallows, then he chews his lip. “Uhm.. would it be okay that you keep this as your room.. it allows you to have privacy.. you can re-decorate precisely as you like”.

“So.. you do not.. want me to sleep in your room.. in your bed ?” I ask surprised.

“I snore terribly, and I sleep very uneasy.. I toss and turn, and I hug the covers, I..”. He seems to stop himself, then breathes in slowly. “Sorry.. This has all happened very fast, and I think Maybe we need a little time to get used to it and to get to know each other”.

I smile at him, trying not to show how happy I am. “It is fine.. I like this room.. time seems like a good idea”.

“Great.. thanks”. He steps closer, leaning down to kiss my forehead kinda awkwardly. “Good night.. my.. wife.. sleep well”.

“Good night Will”. I say and watch him hurry out the door.

I look in the mirror, feeling relieved.. I am actually happy to be having my own room and not have to play the doting wife every night.

My hand slides to my stomach, only a slight bump yet and I say softly. “I did the right thing didn’t I ? For you and me.. We needed to get away from .. him.. and Will is a nice guy.. he will be kind to us.. his family seems nice too”.

I sigh, when my uncle had demanded I should seduce the young prince I had realised it would also be my way out.