royal protection - part 15
MASTERLIST
(welcome to the last part of royal protection!!! loved writing this so much so thank u to everyone who has supported it!!! ilysm omg)
Word Count: 2k+
“Has she been out of her room at all?”
The King and Queen were both sat at the large dining room table as they eat their breakfast. Your father sips on his morning tea as he looks to her a bit nervously. He swallows hard and gives her a forced smile - something she doesn’t notice.
“No, dear.” he says fast as he looks down to his food.
Your mother sadly frowns a bit as she exhales and begins scooting her chair back. Your father looks to her nervously as his heart races.
“Where are you going? We haven’t finished breakfast.”
Your mother rises up and smooths down her gown.
“I’m just going to go talk to her, love.” she explains as she turns to walk away.
He stands up fast as the Queen’s assistant and guards all rush behind her to follow.
“Why?” he asks a little too loud, causing her to stop and turn around with narrowed eyes.
“Because I feel like going to talk to my daughter. Why are you acting so strange?”
The King drops his face and shakes his head, trying to look as calm as he could be. If he pushed any harder, she would definitely know something was up.
“I’m not, just… She might not want to talk to your right now, dear. That’s all.”
The Queen sadly frowns as she looks away.
“You’re probably right.”
And with that, she turns and continues walking to your room. The King places his silverware down and quickly follows behind as his assistant and guards trail behind. He makes sure to stay far away as your mother finally arrives to your door. She raises her hand to knock, but hesitates for a moment. She exhales as she finally knocks three times.
“Darling?” she calls out. “Are you awake?”
The King stands around the corner and listens closely. He had no idea she would want to speak with you, especially this early.
“Darling?” she calls out again as she gently opens the door and cracks it open a bit.
She peers inside, but doesn’t see you. She then opens it up wide and walks inside. She spots you near your closet door. Your back is turned to her as she smiles a bit.
“I know this is that last thing you want, but I just needed to speak with you.”
You say nothing as you continue standing there. Your mother waits for a response, but realizes she’s not going to get one.
“I understand that you’re upset and if I’m being quite honest, I would be too. I need you to know how much I love you and how much your safety means to me - as a Queen, but first and foremost, as a mother.”
You are still silent. She takes a step forward and huffs a bit.
“Will you please turn around and at least look at me?” she begs.
Your head moves a bit as you - as slow as you can possibly go - turn around. Your hair’s slightly in your face as you look down at the ground. Your mother’s eyes narrow as she lowers her head to look at you. They then go wide when you move a piece of hair from your face. She gasps loudly as she takes a step back and places her hand over her chest.
“Lucy!?”
***
“I never thought this would happen again.”
You and Ben are both curled up in bed as your naked bodies cling together. Your head is resting on his chest as his hand soothingly runs back and forth on your arm. He kisses your head and hums as you nuzzle your face into him.
“I didn’t either.” he whispers to you.
You look up to him and smile as he returns one. You lean up and kiss him - feeling like the luckiest girl alive.
“I feel like maybe we should go take a shower.” purrs Ben as he smirks.
Your eyebrows raise up as you grin and sit up on your elbows.
“Oh, do you?” you tease.
“I definitely do.” he says before hovering over you and playfully kissing your neck and making you squeal.
***
“Lucy!?” your mother shouts once more.
Lucy has the most guiltiest look on her face as your mother’s eyes are wild.
“Your highness,” she says quietly as she bows a bit.
“What in the bloody hell is going on!? Why are you dressed as y/n!?”
Lucy opens her mouth to explain, but before she can, the King makes his way into the room.
“I can explain.” he says fast.
He looks to Lucy and gives her a reassuring smile. The Queen looks back to him and waits for a response.
“Please do!” she shouts. “Where is our daughter!?”
“You gave her no choice, my love.” he says softly. “She found something that was worth living for and you… You sent it away.”
“What are you talking abo-” she pauses when it finally hits her. “Benjamin. You’re talking about Benjamin, the security man.”
The King nods as your mother tenses her jaw hard.
“Is that where she is?” she asks, looking back to Lucy.
Lucy cowards once more and nods her head.
“Yes, ma’am.”
The Queen angrily looks to her security and frowns.
“Go get her. Both of them.”
***
“I should probably head back soon. Lucy is probably dying to be released. She’s been stuck in that torcher chamber all night.”
You’re sat on Ben’s bed as your towel dry your hair. He’s in his bathroom with the door open as he brushes his teeth. He walks to the door with the toothbrush still in his mouth and says something to you as you laugh.
“I don’t speak nonsense.” you tease.
Ben laughs as he turns and rids himself of it.
“I said I’ll drive you back whenever you’re ready.”
You smile sweetly to him and stand up as you walk over. You wrap your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him.
“Thank you.” you whisper.
“My pleasure.” he whispers back.
You both smile as you begin kissing once more. It begins to get heated when suddenly the sound of car doors slamming closed are heard outside. Then there’s a loud banging on Ben’s front door. You both break apart as you gasp slightly. You look to him with wide and worried eyes as he narrows his.
“Stay here.” he tells you.
You follow his orders as he walks from the bedroom. You listen closely as he opens the front door.
“Where is she?” someone asks angrily.
Before you know it, the bedroom door is pushed open and there stands your mother’s guards. She knows.
“Princess,” they go to say, but you interrupt them.
“I know, I know. I gotta go with you.”
You grab your belongings and walk to the living room. Ben’s standing there with sad eyes as he watches you closely. You walk over to him and sadly smile.
“Until next time?” you ask.
“He’s coming as well.” one of the guards say.
You look confused - as does Ben - as you’re both escorted out to the large vehicle in front of his home. You both slide in as the doors slam shut. Ben reaches his hand over and grabs yours. Your legs were bouncing fast, telling him that you were nervous. The second he touched you - they stopped. You look to him and smile. He then lets go of your hand and tosses his arm over your shoulders as you lean into him close. You needed all of the time you could get with him - this might be your last.
***
“I can’t believe you all.” your mother hisses as she paces back and forth in the foyer. “Going behind my back - your own Queen!”
The King and Lucy both look guilty as they stand there and watch her.
“How could you allow our daughter to leave with no supervision!?”
“Joe was-” started your father.
“Joseph!? Our Joseph helped as well!? I can’t trust anybody anymore!”
Your father goes to open his mouth to speak, but is interrupted by voices outside. The foyer doors fling open and in walks you and Ben with guards surrounding you. Lucy looks to you with tears in her eyes as she mouths ‘I’m so sorry’. You feel horrible for what she’s had to go through. You shake your head, telling her that you are the one who’s sorry. Your father looks to you and sadly smiles, but your mother… Your mother was red in the face as she angrily watches you two stand before her - Ben’s hand still in yours.
“When a Queen gives direct orders, that means you obey them.” she says sternly as she glances to Ben. “When you break the order, there will be consequences. Think I’m a horrible mother, I really don’t care. I protect my baby and will do anything for her.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.” you speak up, causing everyone to look at you. “I’m not a baby and yet you continue to treat me like one. I get told everyday that I’m allowed to make my own decisions, but the moment I do, they don’t matter. Can you imagine how that feels?”
“Can you imagine how it feels to realize everyone has betrayed your trust!?”
“That’s your fault! If you were fair, nobody would have had to do that!”
“You’re a princess and you need to start acting like one.” demands your mother.
“Maybe I don’t want to be one anymore!” you shout.
Everyone goes quiet as Ben looks to you fast - shocked.
“Maybe I don’t want that title! Maybe I’ll retract it and leave! I want him more than this stupid bloody title!”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“Enough!” shouts your father, surprising everyone.
He looks to your mother with an angry look on his face.
“You would go as far to make your own daughter give up her birthright!? And over a man!? I will be damned if I lose a daughter because of your pettiness.” he snears.
Your mother’s mouth falls open as he looks to you and his face softens.
“I will never lose you over this. She has a right to be with whoever she wants! Just because we were forced to marry, doesn’t mean I want the same for her!”
You shake your head fast as you take a step back.
“I’m sorry? You were forced to get married? But you told me-”
“That we fell in love and couldn’t be happier?” he asks as he looks to your mother - a sad look on her face. “That’s what we decided to tell everyone. We didn’t get that choice, my love. Why would you want her to go through the same?”
Your mother’s chin quivers as she looks at him with tears falling from her eyes.
“You two aren’t… in love?” you ask.
“Don’t you dare say that!” shouts your mother, getting defensive. “I love your father greatly! I do!”
He smiles as he walks to her and takes her hand into his.
“Tell her the truth.” he whispers as she looks to him with sad eyes.
She shakes her head no, but he gives her a certain look and she knows she has no choice. She closes her eyes and exhales before turning to you.
“I…” she pauses. “I was in love with someone before I met your father. We made plans to get married, but it was a very different time back then. I was told I didn’t have a choice and I ended up marrying your father. I was beyond heart broken. I couldn’t even look at him the first year we were married.”
Now you’re the one who was crying as you listened to her speak about her own heartbreak. You had no idea.
“But I do love you!” she sobs out as she looks to him.
“I know, my love.” he says low as he raises her hand to his mouth and kisses it.
“Then if you know how it feels, why would you do the same to me?” you ask loudly.
“Because it’s custom. My mother instilled it into me and I guess… I guess I was trying to instill it into you. I haven't spoken about him in over twenty years, but I remember now. I know heartbreak, but I know love.” she says looking to your father and smiling. “I just got so caught up in traditions. Please,” she whispers as she looks to you. “Please don’t revoke your title. Please don’t stop being my daughter.”
You take in a sharp breath as you sob and rush up to your mother. She opens her arms for you as you both hold each other and cry.
“It’s like I forgot everything that happened to me.” she whispers to you. “I don’t want you to hate me like I hated my own mother.”
She leans away and cups your face with her hands.
“Please don’t hate me, darling.”
“I could never hate you.” you whisper.
She smiles sweetly as she wipes away tears from your face and then her own. She looks over your shoulder and glances to Ben. She lifts her head up and smiles as she walks around you and to him.
“I hope you can someday forgive me for how I’ve treated you.” she says sweetly.
“Your highness,” says Ben as he goes to slightly bow, but before he does, she places her hand on his shoulder - stopping him.
“You’re apart of this family now. No need for silly tradition.” she says with a grin as she looks back to you - your face beaming.
“And you-” she says sternly - looking to a still very nervous Lucy. “You are the most amazing friend my daughter could ever have.”
Lucy’s worried look falls as the Queen walks over and hugs her.
“Now,” she says as she turns around and claps her hands together. “Who would like some breakfast?”
***
1 Year Later
***
“Are you nervous?” asks your mother.
You’re standing there as you breathe in slowly and smile.
“More excited.”
“You do realize you didn’t have to use the church, right? We could have had this anywhere you would have liked, my love.”
You look to her and sweetly smile as you take her hand.
“Sometimes tradition isn’t such a bad thing.” you whisper, causing her eyes to sparkle as tears appear.
“You all ready, love?” asks your father as he stands next to you.
“More than ever.”
You take his arm as your mother hugs you tightly and quickly scurries away. Beautiful music begins playing as guards open the large double doors that quickly uncover Ben standing at the very front, anxiously waiting for you. Your heart melts when you begin slowly walking as everyone rises. You can’t stop smiling as your eyes are glued to him. When he sees you, his heart drops.
His mouth falls open slightly and suddenly tears burn at his eyes - which causes you to begin crying. He looks like he’s just seen an angel and to him - he has. Joe stands right beside him as Lucy is waiting for you on the other side. You finally make it them as you hand Lucy your bouquet. Your father then gives you away as he makes his way back to his seat next to your mother, who’s dabbing at her wet eyes.
“Are you ready, Mrs. Jones?” whispers Ben as he takes your hands in his.
You smile from ear to ear and slowly nod.
“Never been more ready for anything in my life.” you whisper back.
“I couldn’t agree more.”
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