24. Awkward Breakfast.

[Luke]
"Are you going to keep staring at me or do you have anything to say?" I spoke interestedly with my eyes closed.
I heard when she went out and I thought she had gone home, I heard the door open again and I frowned.
Maybe she forgot something, then I listened and I heard her footsteps coming closer to the bed.
She stopped beside the bed and just kept staring at me like a creep.
I hope she was not going to try to get in my bed because I wouldn't be able to handle that and I would get really angry at her.
"I'm sorry." She moved back suddenly, colliding with the furniture.
"Are you okay?" I asked, opening my eyes immediately.
I saw her holding onto a shelf.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said and looked down.
"I see the maids saw you, I thought you would have already been on your way." I tried to sound as nice as I could handle.
"Yes, I was and then I met Sir Thomas." She said,
"F*ck," I swore loudly and sat up in bed. "Don't tell me dear ol' dad has another crazy request."
She winced softly at my words but I could not bring myself to apologize for them, I was very angry.
"Yes, he's expecting us for breakfast." She said and I frowned.
It had been a while since I had had breakfast with the King, I barely made it for lunch and dinner as it were.
"Is there anything else I should know?" I asked her when she still stood there.
"Um, not really but my mother would be there as well." She replied.
"Great, just f*cking awesome, the more the merrier right." I gave her a fake smile and headed for the bathroom. "I'll be ready in a while."
***
We walked silently beside each other to the dining hall, so many times I wanted to ask her if she preferred me last night to this morning but I couldn't, I couldn't to tell her that Liam and I had traded places, but for all, I know she could want to be the queen so badly she would do anything to be my wife.
I noticed that Megan has become quite timid, I did not remember her being this timid and she didn't look timid on the billboards she frequently graced and on television.
I did not like how she took everything I dished out to her laying down, Claire would have giving me a peace of her mind by now and she would have told me to go f*ck myself.
I let her go in first when we got to the dining hall and I walked in after her.
"Good morning, your majesty." She greeted and curtsied before the King. "Good morning mother." She greeted again before sitting down.
"Good morning, your majesty." I mockingly greeted the King and I looked at Megan's mother with contempt.
Did she really expect me to greet her first?
"Good morning, your highness." She stood up and curtsied before taking her seat back.
"Megan, how are you?" She began questioning her daughter.
"Sit, Luke, how nice of you to join us today." The King pointed to a chair beside him, but I took the one beside Megan and sat down.
"They seem to have gotten closer." Megan's mother giggled and I rolled my eyes at her.
"How was your dinner last night?" The King asked just as I was about to dig into the delicious breakfast in front of me.
The servants were moving around the table serving everyone.
"Dinner was good, as you can see I didn't send her away last night, at this point, I think I might make you a grandfather soon." The King spat out his custard and started coughing loudly as soon as I finished talking.
Megan looked at me with shock on her face and so did her mother.
"Your majesty, have some water." The servants rushed to him and poured him a glass of water.
He was about to say something else when I hushed him.
"It's bad manners to talk while eating, look what happened to you just now," I said and he resumed eating his food.
The breakfast was very awkward and quiet after that, even the sounds of cutlery could be heard in the room.
The king kept glaring daggers at me but he said nothing till we finished our meal.
"I'm sorry we have to go, Megan has an appointment in an hour." Her mother announced and I was relieved.
"We'll have to discuss this another day then." The King said and permitted them to leave.
"You didn't touch the young lady did you?" The King stared at me with angry eyes.
"Isn't that what you wanted, sending her to my room like that?" I tried to keep my tone light.
"I wanted the both of you to have a connection, you need to think very clearly about your future." He bellowed.
"I didn't touch her." I dropped my voice low.
"I know you didn't." He sighed and got up from his seat. "I want you to know that I'm doing this for your own good, one day I would not be here anymore and I want you to have a strong partner by your side so that no one would ever question your authority." He explained.
"I understand," I said not willing to argue any further.
"Do you even know the main reason why I married your mother?" He asked me.
We hadn't talked about my mother in a long while and I was shocked into silence.
He took my silence for negative and he continued. "We were having trouble trading with the French, I had to marry your mother to smooth things out when I met her, I fell in love with her and we were wedded, since then, we have not had any problems with our French trade." He explained.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not in love with Megan and I won't get married to someone I don't love, so stop trying to get us together, it won't work," I said.
"We'll just have to see about that, now won't we?"
"I have other things to attend to, if that is all, then I shall take my leave, your majesty." I curtsied and left before he could say anything else.
I did not even know why I bothered with him, he would never hear me out.
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[Sir Thomas]
I watched the exchange between the King and the Prince and I watched the Prince storm off after a while.
"There are a lot of other eligible young ladies for him to choose from, why don't you let him make his choice," I asked the King, he could be so stubborn at times and I wondered if he didn't realize that he was ruining his relationship with his son more every day.
I didn't even know if he realized that the boy had not been calling him father for a long time now.
"Because Megan is the best choice." He replied stubbornly. "He will marry her, you'll see."
"Yes, your majesty."
"I need you to make the preparations, I would like to go see Camille, this boy is becoming too difficult for me to handle." He said shaking his head sadly.
"I will get on it right away sir." I curtsied and left his presence.
When I got outside, I watched the Prince stomping away in anger and then I placed a call to Liam, I didn't want the Prince to be alone at this time.
"Your friend is very upset, you should go and see him," I told him and dropped the phone immediately.
I watched Luke grow up, I loved him as much as I would love my own son if I had any and it hurt me to see him in such a state.
His mother had made me promise to look out for him on her dying bed, I never told anyone but that had been her last words and dying wish.
She wanted me to look out for Luke and that was what I was going to do.
I would just need to find a way to get the King to cut him some slack, if he didn't want to marry Megan, I saw no reason why the King was insisting on it.
I walked over to the office and began to make preparations for the King's visit to his wife's grave, it wasn't her anniversary or anything, the man was just too bothered and he wanted to speak with his best friend.
I still remembered when the Queen was alive, she was the only one who knew how to calm the King and also how to put him in his place.
Luke was right, if the Queen were alive, the King would not be able to do all this.
I pitied the Prince because he did not even know the half of it.