Later that night, Melchoir appeared in Kira's room when he was sure her maids would have left her. She sat down on the sofa reading a book and her room was beautifully lit by golden orbs.
"My queen." He called and she looked up.
She quickly jumped at him and sighed deeply.
"I missed you." She sighed and he pat her back gently.
"I missed you too. So how was your day?" He asked sitting next to her with her head in his laps.
"It was stressful. We are done with all the pending affairs. I couldn't have done it without Uma." Kira smiled and Melchoir smiled playing with her hair.
"You work so quickly. That's so nice. So we'll be attending the general court tomorrow morning till afternoon." Melchoir replied and Kira nodded.
"I was wondering that why does the queen attend to affairs that you also attend to." Kira raised her brows.
"Here in Vitalia, Things like clothes and fashion accessories, the female chiefs attend to them while the male deal with others. After those the queen makes sure things goes well in the women court and with the women in the kingdom like I ensure that of men." Melchoir replied and she nodded.
"So how was your day?" She asked.
"It was fine. I see you like your new room. Aren't you missing me?" He raised his brows and she bit her lips.
"I guess I live the comfort of my bed than your arms. The bed is so comfy and sweet." Kira said dreamily and Melchoir frowned.
"Is that so? So the bed is better than me? I'll prove you wrong tonight." He frowned and carried her to bed. He tucked her in bed and pulled off his outer robe, remaining his pants and he laid beside her pulling her into his warm embrace. Kira smiled and inhaled his manly scent. Melchoir noticed she loved his embrace due to her emotions that he could feel. He couldn't help but smile.
Meanwhile, in the other side of the castle, Uma sat on her bed getting ready for bed when she heard a knock on her door. She stood up and walked toward it to open it.
"Good evening Uma." A sweet voice called as she opened the door.
"Oh, my Lord." She looked down at the ground nervously. Who would believe since they left Zephiyah after that incident, Uma didn't talk to Ralph.
"May I come in?" He asked and she nodded.
Ralph stepped in and Uma closed the door. Ralph stood there inhaling the sweet scent of jasmine.
"And why is my lady avoiding me since that night?" He looked back at her who was still standing there at the door not moving.
"Avoiding....uhm.....no....I a... haven't been.... avoiding you...my....my lord." She stuttered and he smirked.
Suddenly her back hitted the door gently and Ralph's arms were by her head. He pinned her to the door and she gasped.
"I see you aren't." He smirked and looked down at her. He could clearly see she wore nothing under her night dress. "I remembered you asked me a question that night."
His right hand trailed down to her face and placed the loose strands of her hair back in place and it moved down to her neck. She bit her lips and forced her question out. "What....what is it my lord?" She asked and he smirked again.
"You asked me if you were beautiful." He replied trailing his hands down to the strap of her nightdress. "I want to give you a reply now."
His hands moved over her collarbone down to her breast curves. She gasped and tried to stop him but his other hand grabbed both her hands and pinned them above her.
"I'm not doing anything you won't like." He smirked placing his lips near her ear, making her shook. "I'll do what you like."
Uma gulped. She had to admit she liked the way he's here. She has been thinking of him since that night and can't seem to get him out of her head but he is a married man and his wife is a devil.
"I.... I don't want to..." She forced out.
"Why?" He asked looking up at her.
"Lady Melva has been getting the wrong idea and if you do this her idea would be right. I don't want to break your marriage because of me. That night was an accident. I didn't mean it." Uma pleaded and Ralph smirked.
Melva has seen her. Ralph just sighed and let go of her.
"Look Uma. Sit." He pulled her to her bed and knelt before her. "I have something to tell you. Although everyone says I'm married to Melva, we are not officially married. She isn't my wife, she's just a lover. I know what you're feeling Uma. I can feel it. And I feel the same way. I don't want you to deny your feelings because of Melva."
Uma nodded and he smiled.
"I'll take my leave." Ralph stood up but she held his hand and he looked back at her.
"The question..... Can.....can...can you answer me?" She asked nervously.
Ralph smirked and bent crushing his lips against hers. She was shocked by his actions but she wanted to feel his lips while she was in her right state if mind and it tasted like heaven.
"You are the prettiest." He replied as he broke the kiss. Although her eyes were still closed but she smiled slightly and he smirked.
"Thank you." She replied. "That means a lot to me. You... you're the first person to ever tell me that. I mean except Kira, her mother, aunt and my father."
Ralph smiled and nodded. "I want you to really think about your feelings. If you want me, you can have me. If you don't... I'll.... I'll just...."
Uma placed her hands on his shoulder and smiled sweetly. "I'll think about it."
Ralph nodded and walked out of the room.
"Wait was he drunk to come here? He just came and wanted to....." Uma stopped as her cheeks turned red.
Kira woke up in her husband's warm embrace and she groaned as she woke up. She was having the sweetest dream in months and now she had to wake up.
"I see my queen wants to sleep a little more." A husky voice pointed out next to her.
Kira looked up and stared at her handsome husband who looked at her with live and affection in his eyes.
"I was having the sweetest dream." She pouted.
Melchoir immediately placed his lips in her and kissed her for a few seconds. "Was the dream as sweet as this?" He raised his brows and she shook her head and sat up suddenly straddling him. She crashed her lips against his and kissed him for about five minutes before she let go.
"As sweet as that, if not sweeter." She replied and he rolled her over.
"How? You should tell me how." He buried his face in her neck and started nibbling and sucking her neck, leaving hickeys and love bites as he trailed down to her breast curves. He pulled down he dress and revealed her treasures. He grabbed one of them and started sucking it harshly but she didn't mind. She just kept arching her back and he kissed her tummy down to her waistline, making her groan in pleasure.
Melchoir swiftly pulled down her dress revealing her v shape an he smirked. He lifted her hips and buried his face between her thighs and started sucking and licking as if he'll die if he doesn't. Kira could not help but moan loudly as his tongue moved swiftly over her sex. Her moans became louder as she neared her peak. As soon as she released she fell back and there was a knock on the glass door.
"Who's that?" Melchoir asked.
"It's time for her majesty's bath." Yuna replied .
"Come and make her a bath." Melchoir called and Yuna and Sara walked in with some of the ladies in waiting. Zeena just stood at the door staring at the two couples.
Kira still laid on the bed wrapped in the quilt as she panted heavily. She was still finding it hard to catch her breath. Melchoir gently placed his lips on hers and she seemed to relax.
"Relax. It's okay." Melchoir whispered seductively making her blush because Zeena refused to look away from them or bow her head. She was expecting them to stop their public display of affection already.
"The bath is read your majesty." Yuna bowed and Melchoir nodded, carrying Kira in his arms. They followed him to help her take her bath. He slowly lowered her into the bathtub and gave her a quick peck before turning to leave.
"And Yuna, don't make her wear clothes that covers the mark. I want them to be displayed." Melchoir smirked and Yuna bowed.
They were all surprised how shameless their king was. He wants everyone to know he had an intimate act with the queen.
Kira relaxed as the warm water touched her skin. Her legs still felt weak and her body numb due to the quick intimate action.
As they helped Kira take her bath, they couldn't help but hold their gasps as they saw red brutal marks on the Queen's neck and chest. They all looked scary and it filled her shoulders and chest.
"She can't possibly wear an open cloth. That wouldn't be nice." Sara whispered to Yuna.
"Take the clothes with net so it won't show it directly." Yuna replied and she nodded.
As Kira sat in front of the mirror with the help of her maids, she almost screamed as she caught the sight of the bruise on her body.
"Melchoir." She called and he walked in after a few minutes. She looked up at him and he looked down at her with a satisfied smirk.
"Those marks suit you well." He smirked and she rolled her eyes.
"I can't wear this to the meeting. It won't be good." Kira sighed and Melchoir signalled to Yuna to change the cloth into a turtleneck dress.
"Don't worry, it'll be gone in no time." He pecked her forehead before walking out of the dressing room.
Kira sighed as she sat down and they made her up for the meeting.