Page 265 of The White King's Favorite

“Ashen. You are thinking way too much,” she said. “Just stop. I understand what you are worried about, but I am a grown woman. I know exactly what I am doing staying by your side. Firstly, do not underestimate my Cece, she will fly me back to the Onyx Castle whenever I feel like it without issue. Secondly, even if I do get busy here and see my parents less often, so what? It won’t make me bitter. I will look forward to being reunited with them even more! ...Do you know how my mother can keep working at the palace, away from my dad?”

“How?”

“Because she knows that no matter the distance, my dad’s feelings for her won’t ever change. Even if they miss each other, that’s only because they love each other that much. They even enjoy sending each other letters during those times, and they are still very much in love after spending a month or two apart. They don’t have any issues sending us away either, as long as we’re safe and happy. My little sister often sneaks out and disappears for a week or two. My parents even hide away from us to have some alone time sometimes, they are a couple after all. ...I want the same thing, Ashen. I want to visit my family when I miss them, but I also want to be busy and happy with you. If I see them less, that means that I’m busy here. I don’t want to stay at home being Daddy’s princess! ...I want to be my man’s Queen.”

She smiled and tilted her head. This time, Ashen was the one who blushed, and had to look away, embarrassed. He grabbed her wrists to gently take her hands off his face.

“...I guess I’ll have to keep you happy here, then,” he said. “If I don’t want... Daddy to pay me a visit.”

“Oh, he won’t need to,” Cessilia chuckled. “You should be the one to come to the Empire, sometime.”

Ashen grimaced. Perhaps it was a bit too soon for him, but Cessilia had no doubt the time would come when she would see Ashen and her father sitting together again, and chatting around the fire, a cup of wine in their hands.

“...One day,” he finally muttered.

Cessilia smiled. Ashen had come a long way already, so it would take just a bit longer for him to finally heal from his past. And she felt like that truth was real for her too. While in the Eastern Kingdom, she had already overcome quite a lot. Now, and with Ashen by her side, they would take their time building this Kingdom back up, and taking care of each other, paving the way for the future.

Ashen smiled again, and stepped forward, kissing her forehead.

“Feeling better?” she asked.

“Well, my cheeks hurt.”

“Oh, sorry... I forgot I’m... a bit stronger than you.”

Ashen chuckled, and took her hand again to slowly resume their walk.

“I’ll survive that too. I need to toughen up if I want to be worthy of a dragon and her mistress.”

Cessilia rolled her eyes. As if he had ever been unworthy. The truth was, she was probably the one with a lot to learn. Becoming this Kingdom’s Queen wouldn’t be as easy as simply acting kind to the locals and eating fish beignets. She had good relationships with the Clan Leaders, but she knew that the real hardships were to come. Not all problems would have easy solutions, and relying on the Empire’s fortune wouldn’t work twice either. Still, she felt strangely confident about the future already....

“How about you?” she asked.

“What about me?”

“Do you have any visions for the future?”

“Oh... for this Kingdom... I don’t know,” he sighed. “To be honest, I used to live day to day, I never really thought beyond the next week. I never got enough freedom to either. I was always busy keeping the tribes from fighting each other and the Clan Leaders from jumping at each other’s throats or mine. Now that so much has been destroyed, I can’t really think of what to do aside from repairs. I’m not a very visionary leader, it seems.”

“Maybe start with one thing at a time... let’s say, the castle. It’s your castle, after all. It will need to be rebuilt too, at least a large part of it... I mean, what we destroyed. What of it?”

“I hate it,” Ashen scoffed. “I never saw that place as my home. More like I was simply there for the sake of being called the King... I never really liked any of it. Except for the time spent with you there.”

“I like the Cerulean Suite.”

Ashen nodded.

“We can keep that...”

“We can do more than keep that,” Cessilia chuckled. “Ashen... your Kingdom is so reliant on everything coming from the sea. How about we rebuild the castle to that image? Let’s make it a beautiful place, with so many seashells no one will be able to count them all. Colored glass, sandstone, corals, and maybe even nacre. Let’s get the artisans of your Kingdom to do their very best and make that place a real palace, and a real home... After all, that’s where you and I will live. With our own family.”

To Cessilia’s surprise, that last sentence made Ashen unexpectedly smile. She could see his eyes lighting up at the idea, as if she had just unlocked a precious little thought in his head.

“I thought you… Weren’t ready for children yet?” she boldly asked.

“I wasn’t. Not until recently… Maybe you convinced me, and your family inspired me. Well, we can take it slow, so I can learn… One at a time. Three or four children would be good… But that’s only if you want them too, of course!”

He had added that last bit urgently, with that worried expression back again, as if just realizing he might be putting pressure on her. Cessilia smiled and nodded.

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