Stand By Me Darling
Chapter 306: Love So Deep

Chapter 306: Love So Deep

"I have to leave tomorrow, Fred," Talia said ruffling Arthur’s hair who was now burying his face in her belly, sulking. His hot breath seeped in through the fabric and warmed her up. "The Spring Ball is in just a couple days and I have to get prepared. There is the final dress fitting, some final arrangements and..." she giggled, "Celine told me that The Duke and Duchess of Luxxenshire aren’t very pleased right now. Apparently Louis has asked The Duke to step back and pass on his title to the heir by himself before His Royal intervention. The Ball is going to be a hoot! Can’t wait to see Judith glaring at me," Talia was really happy.

"Can’t you stay away from the politics and concentrate on charities and looking pretty? Your elder cousin is pushing you in the front to fight, making you the bad guy and hiding behind you. And what is the use of that other cousin? What a pair of wimps!" Arthur wasn’t as pleased as Talia.

Arthur really wasn’t feeling comfortable that she is making enemies for herself. Everyone around her is relaxed that she is perfectly safe now that the one enemy who wished her dead - Jared Cooper, is no more.

But in his heart, he had a sneaking suspicion that it still isn’t over. Of course his doubt about Ray and Jared Cooper coming with the same plan to destroy Talia’s reputation was cleared by Lord Lockhart’s report that there was a guy who was Jared’s plant with Ray.

But still... Maybe I should check Ray’s belongings to see there are more clues. Eh! I have to return to that house, but I will endure it for her.

"It’s been the duty of the siblings of the King to support him for ages. Lambert IS doing his part. Why do you think he is very interested in the Military? My guess is that some old generals are going to ’retire’ just like The Duke of Luxxenshire. So don’t pout," Talia patted his head. She understood his concern, but rather than just supporting charities, her interest lied with exposing corruption and in governance.

"Hmpf! Ages old tradition? Just tell me YOU are interested in it. You are not that much of a traditionalist. You make me worried, Iris. And I don’t trust those guards of yours. They can’t protect you even in their own hunting event. How good are they? You insist on not not carrying weapons and... I’m worried enough to leave everything and become your full-time bodyguard." Still with his head buried in her belly, Arthur trailed his hand over her smooth leg. His long boney fingers made little circles on her calf making her flinch a little.

"My bodyguard? Then who’d take care of the Northern Star? You just want to stay close to me so that you can-"

"F*ck you whenever I want, wherever I want?" Arthur’s hands reached to her thigh, shifting her slip upwards gradually.

Talia took in a deep breath indulging herself by the sensations his fingers gave, combined with his short, hot breaths on her abdomen. "You really are not invited to the Ball?" she asked trying to hold back a moan.

She felt embarrassed that she is too sensitive for his touches. How much has she changed? To think just months ago, she felt like she was not interested in s*x at all!

"Mmmhmm..." Arthur’s fingers had now lifted her slip to her back with her tush and abdomen exposed to the cold wind.

"I wonder who that place setting is for," she whispered as Arthur grabbed her derriere. His fingers went to her sides and slipped inside her underpants as if they are ready to take it off.

"Maybe they want to set you up with someone they choose," he grumbled with his deep voice and Talia hissed as she felt the soft wetness of his lips on her naval.

"Or it could be Lambert hiding his date" Talia gave another possible explanation knowing very well what this little ball of jealousy would do once it gets jealous. She really didn’t have the fortitude to handle his jealousy.

"Oh?" Arthur, who now had positioned himself between her legs, lifted his head and looked at her with a smirk. That smirk gave weird vibes to Talia, but before she could ponder on it, he bent once again, kissing her abdomen, lifting her back, while his fingers slowly slipped her underpants down.

"Fred..?" Talia looked down only to see his hair. She couldn’t see his face. But she needed to tell him something to prepare him.

"I would be expected to dance... " she paused as she felt his kissed trailing downwards from her abdomen. His fingers slowly slithered upwards now, to her chest, leaving a warm trail at their wake. " It’s a ball and I’m the Princess and..." she let out a low moan as his fingers got to her sensitive bud.

"And?" he paused and looked at her and Talia shook her head. She wanted to say that she’d be asked to dance with Walter now that he’s going to take the title of ’Duke’, but on second thought, now wouldn’t be the time for her to bring up that name. She’d rather pen a letter later. "Nothing! Just saying... My feet’s going to kill me"

"Hmm...Don’t wear heels then..." Arthur’s lazy voice got mumbled as his kissing got intense and his mouth travelled south of her abdomen.

"I’ll not let you dance with him."

Amidst her endless moans and screams, Arthur whispered in her ears, wiping the sweat off her forehead. Talia who was in a trance, didn’t quite catch it.

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The next day Talia left for Rosandale in a private jet. Everyone in the Oakley Castle wished for her return soon. Arthur’s father called her to wish a happy journey. Arthur dropped her at the airport and he sneaked a kiss as they passed through a pillar, hiding from the prying eyes of the reporters.

"There you go... Don’t cry saying that I didn’t give you a goodbye kiss." Arthur said with a proud smirk and Talia wanted to slap that smirk off his face. But then, she really was pleased with the little smooch he sneaked and she let it pass.

"Why do you like my kisses that much anyway?" he asked as she was about to get on the plane. He was genuinely curious. She always wants his kisses and even a little smooch could make her that happy.

"Because your kisses makes me feel loved and I feel secure when you kiss. That feeling... It makes me feel that I’m not hallucinating you. That you are real. When I thought I can’t have love, it was your kisses filled with love that changed my mind. They made me want more and make me feel whole. Kisses are the best way to show one’s love without saying a word. And Fred, you show it the best!"

Talia said with a smile, her eyes watered a bit.

"Dear Iris, I do love you the best!" Arthur looked at her with a gentle smile. He gritted his teeth to control his urges to give her another proper kiss.

Talia looked at him, with his adam’s apple bobbling as he gulped. The breeze ruffled his hair shining in the spring sun, making it flow freely. He looked sexy and she wanted to kiss him, but she knew she can’t. After shaking his hands for the reporters to have something to write about, she turned and walked to the jet.

Arthur stood rooted in the spot and watched the jet take off.

Ah, my love! How deep is your love! You make me feel so exhilarated.

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When Talia returned, Mr.Ed was almost in tears, welcoming her. But she felt like she was given tests after tests by the Courtiers.

When her great grandma said that she’d send the jewellery she has to wear for the spring ball, Talia didn’t mind. But when the courtiers brought her the Elixer Tiara, she lost her patience.

The Elixer Tiara is one of the most infamous jewellery pieces in Rosandale. It was commissioned by King Albert for his wife who had hair the colour of a raven. Centrepiece of the Tiara is a twenty five carat black diamond and it had the most exquisite carvings of swans with many white diamonds. Undeniably, it was a visually appeasing, timelessly classic, designs.

But... unfortunately, it was associated with disasters. The year the queen consort, she wore it to the spring ball and that year Rosandale faced the worst drought in it’s history. The Queen Consort wore it once more later in her life and that year a disastrous earthquake that wiped out three entire villages happened.

That jewel was kept locked up for more than six decades, until Princess Victoria took it out for the Spring Ball against the warnings of the courtiers. That year there was flood spoiling all the yields of the lands, leading to famine.

That Tiara is been locked for more than eight decades and now they are asking me to wear it?

Fat chance!

Talia didn’t believe in such superstitions much, but since she was already blamed enough in Esteria as the purple-eyed monster which had hurt her deeply, she preferred to be careful with these kind of superstitions.

Even after she was compelled to wear it, she refused stating the history behind that Tiara.

"I don’t care who it offends, I’m not wearing it!" was her final word.

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