That night the woman was shifting on her bed trying hard to sleep the day but she laid awake with her past memories floating around her mind. It wasn't even a month since she had been here and then, she was getting married. Already. Thinking about her would-be husband only made her anxious for the future. Not the good kind of. Turning on her back yet again she huffed and searched for the jug on the bedpost in darkness.
Finding it empty her mood didn't improve. Dragging herself with the jug towards the kitchen, she drank from a glass and filled the jug to carry it to her room. Aware of all corners of the place she didn't bother to turn on any lights, not wanting to wake anyone up. She carried the jug with herself when she heard a clashing sound of glass breaking. It wasn't good that it was coming from his room.
Hurrying up to his room with the jug in her hand, she entered without knocking. The surroundings continued to be dark in his room, with a pin-drop silence, she thought that maybe she was mistaken. But the bed was empty. "The hell are you doing here?" Ella snapped her head to the side presented with him seated on the plush seat and a brandy shining in the moonlight. Squinting her eyes, she was about to walk to him when she saw the scattered pieces of glass in front of her.
Doing nothing and glancing his form with his face hidden in the darkness, Ella pursed her lips and inquired him to be anywhere hurt. "I asked you a question woman." Finding half used bottle in his hand she deduced him to be drinking not for a long time. "Are you hurt?" She was merely concerned but he just laughed after a second. Loudly at that. With his continuous laughter, Ella was wondering whether it was a mistake to have come here for checking on him.
"What a concerning question milady..." he said in between laughs. "I heard the sound and came here to check. If you are fine, I should be going," clipped answer came from her. He slowly stopped his tirade and grinned looking at her, at least that's what she thought when he spoke, "Your breasts have bloomed in size."
Instinctively the girl stepped back clutching the jug tightly to ensure it didn't slip out of her hands after hearing him. "Your head is certainly hurt now." "I am saying the truth!" The man had the audacity to swear it solemnly by placing his hand on his heart. He didn't even finish the bottle and was already intoxicated?
"Get to bed now Roy. You have drunk enough." Ella ordered. After five seconds, surprisingly he obliged. Ella rushed to him surrounding the fallen pieces by feeling the floor when she heard him crunching the glass under his boot. Taking hold of his arm he snatched himself away from her, which fortunately didn't hit her hand holding the jug. Placing it in the corner from where she stood, she transferred her focus on him. Walking his footsteps in case he needed her help. Ella noticed the bottle still with him when he drank from it reaching the edge of the bed. She called him a few times, tapping his arm and grabbing it finally to pull the bottle from his mouth. Ella didn't waste time in taking the bottle away from his hold, ignoring the smell of brandy from his mouth. Her willfulness didn't go far with him clutching back the bottle towards him. With her holding the bottle still, "Roy, that's enough. You should sleep now." Saying that she pulled the bottle from him to her, he replied, "I don't have to listen to you," pulling back the bottle towards him.
With both of them playing tug of bottle, "You have to listen to your Queen."
"Nah. I've listened enough of your family. Why are you here?" He spoke irritated.
"I already told you, "Ella panted slightly with him being too heavy to drag the bottle away from. "I don't remember. Must be something stupid." She paused to glare at him only now seeing his face in the dark. "Fine. I'll go away. Not without the bottle." She pulled it again almost taking it out of his grip when he used the other hand to snatch it from her completely. The force led to her landing on him with her arms around his shoulders. Now she clearly saw his stoic expression and something close to desire in his eyes. With her position, Roy didn't let go of the opportunity to clutch her waist, bringing her closer to him such that her back was facing the bed front. With the moonlight lurking through the shadows, he continued looking at her eyes, lips glinting under the silver light that made his controlled desire to turn into something uncontrollable.
Just to spite the woman, he brought the bottle back to his lips and drank until finished, all the time his eyes hawking hers. He noticed her breathing accelerated when he licked his lips after the last drops. Roy advanced closer to her, close enough for her to expect the kiss.
Ella closed her eyes thinking of anything but his lips which she had been observing since he caught her closer. But the kiss never came rather, "Elle... I have to tell you that..." he whispered in her ears. "You can take the bottle now." Her eyes fluttered open hearing that. "What?" She automatically voiced in confusion. He showed the bottle in his hand which was empty now and only then did it register that he was playing with her the entire time.
Pushing herself away from him she took the bottle he gave her gladly and turned away from him to get of here. She heard him chuckle and say when she was gripping the door open, "Is my Queen angry?" he taunted continued assuring, "I can satisfy you, however you want." His voice was increasing in her ears from where she was standing. She didn't need to turn to know he was near her. Calming her heart, she berated herself to not react to anything. "Isn't that how you seduced him? Surely you would like it better with me..." Roy kissed her neck from behind as he said the last word.
Ella didn't need to be told twice to rush out of the room then. Slamming her room door she kept the bottle on the bedpost or more like banged it on the table. She was angry with him, with the situation, angry that she never understands his actions. When the time says that she has intercepted Roy Knight, he does something crazy to throw back all those hopes in trash. Most importantly Ella was angry with herself. Why is it too difficult to stray away from men in her life. None of them left any reassuring impression with her.
Clasping her head she sat on the side of the bed lulling herself to return her breath to normal. Determined she lied back in her bed vowing to not let any other man take control of her. The Queen has to take the rein now.
"I am pleased to announce the alliance of Middle-east nations and England on a much stronger level. Strongest than any other. The trade policies will be liberalized. Airways shall be..." Ella zoned out of the speech of Zayn Khan. She had been tasking upon the press announcement the moment she got up in the morning, though she hardly slept last night. Surveying the crowd to find the members present among the general public visitors in the parlor, such that it would be hard to make them out. Then her eyes attracted a smiling figure who was none other than Daisy. Her friend waved at her and mouthed 'You look sexy' winking at the end.
With that a small smile appeared on her face, which looked beautiful in the photos snapped by the reporters. The smile faltered when she felt a hand near her waist bringing her closer to him. It was the Prince with whom she was present in presenting the news. She gave him a sideway glance smiling tightly when she heard him, "We have decided to base this alliance with closer ties among the Royals. Miss Kingsly and I have agreed to prosecute this first decision of hers on the throne through- marriage." Gasps followed the crowd except the members who were closely associated with the affairs of Kings', the moment they heard about the heir getting married. The whole year from now would be posing the news consistently. Khan had to tap on the mike to gain attention where he continued, "Yes you all heard right." Ella felt him turning to her which she mirrored, "I will be marrying this gorgeous woman who made me the luckiest man on Earth." That pick-up line only depressed her mood but it didn't show on her professional stature. "The agreement for trade between both the thrones will be finalized only after my fiancé's approval. Until then please be patient." The reporters hounded up on the couple standing with questions building one upon another, the noise all too familiar for Ella that she zoned out again excusing herself from there with Zayn following her inside.