Remembering the past of queen

A decade ago,

Alex's world turned upside down when he received the devastating news of his father's passing. At just five years old, he learned that the man he had always looked up to, the hero who was also his father, had left this world. The news shattered his world and had an equally profound impact on his mother, who sank into a deep depression. Despite the grief, Alex had never truly known his father since his dad had been absent since his birth. In his past life, Alex's father had lost his battle with cancer while still in his prime. Tragically, Alex's mother had also died during childbirth in that same life. Fate had dealt Alex a difficult hand, leaving him an orphan in both lives. But, in this new life, the young boy was fortunate enough to be taken in by the royal family. Currently, he resided in the palace with the King, who was 32 years old, the youthful Queen, who was just 20, the older Princess, who was 17 years old, and the younger Princess, who was only 4 years old.

Before we proceed further, let's clear up some confusion about the King's marital status. The King had fallen in love with a poor farming girl and had married her. Following their marriage, the elder or first princess was born. However, shortly after giving birth to the girl, the mother disappeared from the kingdom, leaving behind her newborn daughter and her grieving husband, the King. The King, unable to find his wife, eventually remarried. This time it was a political marriage with the neighboring kingdom. From this marriage, the younger or second princess was born.

When I arrived at the palace, I was immediately summoned to the Queen's chamber. As I entered the room, the Queen rose from her chair and approached me, enveloping me in a warm embrace. She spoke words of comfort, assuring me that she would take care of me as if I were her child. Despite her kind words, I found myself drawn to her in a way that went beyond mere maternal affection. Although she treated me like a son, I was unable to view her as a mother figure.

At times, I would confess my feelings to her, but she would dismiss them as a childhood crush. On other occasions, she would remind me that I was already promised to marry her daughter, who was also my childhood friend. One day, however, when I professed my love to her once more, she responded surprisingly. She told me that if I still loved her when I became an adult, she would be willing to marry me.

From that day on, I spent a lot of time with her, relishing in her company and basking in her motherly love. But I never confessed my feelings to her again, unsure of what the future held. The thought of marrying her was both exhilarating and terrifying, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to take that step. Nonetheless, I couldn't deny the fact that I was deeply in love with the Queen, and I hoped that someday our love could be realized.

- To be continued