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yeah, i’m outie. i just can’t nourish this asshole. i’m sorry, guys.
you can find me over on belle or adam
should i kill this muse? i feel like i should kill this muse, he’s not doing anything for me any more.
i’m bored with him.
reinemalheureuse:
She didn’t want to share the bed with him ever again, not to mention that she didn’t want more children with him but she wouldn’t voice that out loud as it would no doubt get her in trouble. It was very true though. She already felt guilty having brought her son into this world with such a father.
“Very well. I assume you have already made arrangements for a feast to celebrate as well as a date for his christening?” All she wanted was some peace and quiet but she knew very well that there would be plenty things she needed to attend now that their son was born. “I also met the nannies. I do not like them. They had more eye for you than for our son, so find some nannies who know where to put their priorities.”
“Next you’ll be telling me you want to nurse him yourself,” Valérian grumbled, rubbing at his temples in an effort to avoid shouting at her. He couldn’t argue with her, not in front of the boy. “Fine. Whatever you want. Perhaps you’d prefer to find the candidates yourself while I finish making the arrangements and announcements?”
Why did she have to make everything so much more difficult for him? In her arms, their son whimpered, and he found that he hated the sound of it. Tiny, and high pitched and mewling... “God’s teeth,” he groaned.
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“You are satisfied now, yes?” Hélène inquired as gently held Adam’s little hand. “You have a son now, so it should be no issue that I move permanently to other rooms. You no longer need me in your bed.”
Was he satisfied? Yes, to a degree. A healthy son was all any man wanted to know he had. But just because the infant was healthy, that was not a guarantee that the boy or the man would be as he grew. An heir and a spare. And then another one, just for insurance. He’d been that third one, once upon a time.
“You can have whatever rooms you want,” he said finally. “As to the latter request, I do not think that needs to be discussed at this point.”
handsomeyoungprince:
Adam stared at him. “You’re leaving? Tonight?” he asked surprised. But soon as sigh followed when his father laid his hands on his shoulders. “Od course, father. As soon as the ball is over.” he assured him, trying to take a step back.
“Yes, tonight. Are you daft, boy? You had better not be, not after the money I’ve spent on your education,” Valérian growled, holding his son in place. “Not as soon as the ball is over, as soon as you make a decision. And do not waste time, do you hear me? I did that, and the result was that I only ever got you.”
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“You wanted to see me father?” Adam asked. He got ready for the ball tonight before Cogsworth had told him that his father wanted to talk to him. “What is it this time?” he asked.
“Change of plans,” Valérian announced bluntly. “I shall be departing within the hour to return to Paris, there are urgent matters there that require me.” He leaned forward, gripping his son tightly by the arm so that he could not escape his father’s whispered command.
“Do not take this to mean you can shirk your responsibilities for this evening. I expect you to send a courier telling me of your decision as soon as it’s made.”
[points all the mean people here. go on, if you want to make someone cry, make it be him, and leave all the cute/nice people alone.]
shesstillhere:
Indignant glance in the other direction, the Prince swallowed against a suddenly very dry throat. “All right then, Father.” He managed to still sound calm, despite the storm brewing in his gut. “What would you have me do then? Go back in time? What’s done is done.”
“I will have you learn so that this kind of mistake does not happen again. I’m sending you to the château at Villeneuve to cool your head and get some damn experience. It is long past time you started taking on real responsibilities,” he informed his son dismissively. “You’ll be responsible for the entire region, so do not disappoint me. Is that clear?”
reinemalheureuse:
“All I knew is that if I dared to say no, I would be disowned and thrown on the streets.” Hélène snapped at him. In hindsight, that might have been better than this miserable fate she suffered now. She would’ve said a whole lot more had it not been for the physician and just let the man do his job, occasionally flinching or cleching her jaw when the pain peaked.
It was a relief to receive news that the child was fine, it was a miracle seeing how in pain she was, but she rolled her eyes at the cause of it. Of course it was stress. There was plenty of it due to his carelessness and his whores. It was more of a surprise that such pains had not come sooner with the amount of stress she suffered from.
Rather wisely, the brunette waited until the physician had left once more before turning glares to her husband. “I am leaving for the summer chateau tomorrow and I do not care what you have to say about it. It is you who caused this stress.”
“Hélène.” He groaned, fighting the urge to shout at her or hurt her in some way. Self-pity was not a flattering look on her. “You know the doctors have advised against such things, the risks that come with travel are greater the farther along you are,” he reminded her, his voice carefully measured so as not to upset her further.
“If it will put your mind at ease, fine, I won’t stand in your way. But I don’t think it’s advisable.”
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forgottenroyal:
Alice sighed. She should have known it wouldn’t be that easy. The fêtes their family held weren’t fun. They were about image and status. Marrying was more to her than just getting away from her father. It was about love and adoration, and that wasn’t found on nights like these.
“Fine… I’ll get ready. Just please, give me my book back.”
“Not until you’re dressed, my little mademoiselle.”
He tucked the book into his belt with a sneer at his daughter. “I take my bargains seriously, little one. And I always make sure that I get what I want out of them.”
@shesstillhere || continued from here
“Not being entirely stupid does not automatically make you intelligent, boy,” Valérian reminded him. “Sometimes, it just makes you a hindrance. And right now, you’re poised to create nothing but hindrances, unless you learn a little more restraint.”
reinemalheureuse:
She wanted to think he was genuinely concerned about her, wanted to find comfort she had so desperately wanted for so long. It was unfortunate that Hélène couldn’t afford to believe such things, for she knew that it would never happen. And sometimes, like now, it broke her heart to have such a terrible reminder that she was not and never would be loved. “Fine for the child, right? That is what you mean. Not that I am going to be fine. As long as the child is fine, I could drop dead for all you care!” This pain was terrible and worrying and god knows that if everything proved to be fine, she would get out of this castle the moment she was allowed out of bed.
“Stop it,” he commanded. “You knew what you were getting into when we started this arrangement; we have never needed one another as a man and a woman, but France needs us together and the strength our united bloodlines provide.”
God, what he wouldn’t have given for a woman who wouldn’t bother dragging sentiment into everything. The bleeding heart was all well and good for the public, but it was utterly tiresome behind closed doors. He was glad of the physician’s arrival, it gave him the excuse to step back and just listen to something other than his wife’s grievances.
forgottenroyal:
“If you let me to my own devices, you wouldn’t have to shepherd me around.” She reminded him. “I just thought it would save you and everyone else the trouble of concerning yourself with me.”
“You are a princess of France, no one is going to stop being concerned about what you’re doing until you die. If you want me out of your life so badly, I would have thought you would be eagerly preparing for this fête, there are more than a few men there who would make acceptable husbands for you. Then you’d be their concern instead.”
@peredubete continued from here
“I decided I’m not going.” Alice replied quietly. If she was going to just be an embarrassment to the family name as he liked to say, then she found to reason in bothering to go.
“And what gave you the idea that you were permitted to make such decisions?” he asked coldly. Damn the girl and damn her mother. “Must you make me waste more time that could be spent on things of more value shepherding you about?”
"Hey! Give that back! I wasn't done with that!" -forgottenroyal (cause for some reason, I want my heart broken)
“And is that why you’re not dressed, hmm? Or are you just trying to embarrass me and our entire family by being late?”
*pokes at Valérian*
Bloody hell, woman, Kings are not for poking.