The Queen’s Jester
An exquisite wedding gift. A husband whom she loves. A Jester who she craves. A Kingdom in peril.
After receiving a beautiful emerald amulet at the celebrations of her wedding, new Queen Marie finds solace in the stunning, yet strange amulet. A warm comfort that fills the hole that her husband has left with his distance at her every affectionate touch.
That is until the new Jester arrives, his presence fuelling in Marie an instant burning need.
The more she finds herself drawn to the enigmatic man, the quicker she realises he is anything but the fool.
Marie must make a choice, one that could not only affect her marriage and her life…
But her entire Kingdom.
Her husband led her down the hallway, the nearer they drew to his chamber the shorter her breaths became. The thought of their wedding night and what lay in store made her stomach lighten with nerves, but at the same time flutter with excitement. He was silent and when she glanced at him her cheeks flushed pink to find him smiling at her. His chamber door seemed to grow too large to fit into the wall as they walked closer, her fingers gripping his steady arm as she let the anticipation wash like a warm, bubbling wave through her body.
Then Warrick halted. He stopped so suddenly that Marie stumbled.
“Here we are then,” he said, uncurling her hand from his arm and holding it in a tender grasp. She looked with a confused frown at the door beside her, the door to her chambers. “Today was most enjoyable.” He beamed a grin at her, though she was only able to keep the same puzzled expression. “I hope we have many such occasions together.” He seemed to be trying to encourage her to speak so she opened her mouth to reply.
“Yes,” she squeaked, unsure of how else to respond.
“Well.” He let go of her hand which slumped to her side. “Good night, Marie, sleep well,” he said and made a couple of awkward steps closer to her and then paused, as though he’d planned on kissing her cheek and thought better of it. “Yes, well.” His words attempting to mask his uncertain actions. With a faint smile he turned and walked away, disappearing into his own room at the end of the corridor.
**This is a scheduled post as I am away for the week, as such I won’t be able to reply to comments or emails until I return on the 30th June. Have a great week 🙂 **