the mad king

[jamiesfraser]

[abracadaboo-blog]

vaimo.

@noblewcmen

            the king held his queen’s hands, the same hands that had squeezed the life away from a man. the madness in his eyes seem to cease when in the company of his wife and he and the demon inside his mind agreed that she is the light that removes the wickedness the ignites in his veins whenever she is not present. the love and the lust that spark between them had started young--- ripe age of eight. 

                they had just made love, the scent of both blood and sex lingered in the air--- the best kind of scent. his fingers caressed her skin, drawing mindlessly against it. “i don’t trust this would go well,” he starts. by this, he meant the meeting. the journey from finland to france, first of all, was a pain in the arse. their promise of peace and strong, unbreakable treaties seem good at first until he realised the flaw in the plans, making it just seem a waste of daylight

               “if everything is to go south, make an oath to me that you shall leave with ivar back to finland. you shall not fight.” it seemed too much to ask, especially to his wife who had been beside him ever since and knowing his wife, she will not budge. but they were both bulls with thick skulls. 

[deadlydamsels]

It had been a long afternoon of strategy meetings with her husband when Joanna was finally able to take a break. Instead of meeting with her ladies in waiting, the young queen made a b-line for the court yard where she preferred to spend most of her time. It was quite, nice. Things were much too hectic for her liking and so whenever she had the chance that was where she was to be found. Most of the time with a book in hand but today was not one of those days as she didn’t think of bringing a book until she arrived and by the time she would’ve gotten back to her room, her ladies in waiting would probably be there. It would barely suffice to say that she didn’t enjoy her time with them. 

Sighing gently she looked out, simply watching the world go by. 

[abracadaboo-blog]

             valdemar had been wondering the unfamiliar castle alone. in his observations, he noted that the royalties that were invited seemed to be on edge. he knew the alliances and whatever they were doing here was just a waste of daylight, but of course, being that he is the king, he had to surrender to his duties. he had caught sight of a queen, he didn’t care of what.                 “where’s your king, your highness?” he asks, standing next to her. might as well get to know them.

[ivarlothbrok]