Jealously Jane

The mates stood under the shower, comfortably and without any body hesitation or anything. Ronald, as per usual, threw in a few bunch of compliments which he loved to give to his mate.

But Jane was still not smiling, and it bothered him to an imaginable extent.

He did not hesitate to step forth and crush her form in his arms, hugging her tightly against his wet body and swinging slightly to the sides.

"Now, if you won't tell me what is bothering my princess, I'll be upset too. And the cause would be you, baby." He said. At that, Jane tilted her head upwards and looked at his sincere face.

"No, Ron I—"

"You can let me know about anything, darling. Just like I do to you. Don't you trust me enough, hmm?" He said, taking her delicate hands closer to his face and kissing her knuckles affectionately.

"That is nothing which you assumed, Ron. I trust you with my life, I've said this a million times, but...I don't know how to put these in words." She said, looking anywhere elsewhere but his frowning face.

"Well, I'll pick up the key words then. Tell me anyways." Ronald acclaimed, lifting her by the waist so that her legs were around his waist. He was careful with things, any sort of intimacy triggering actions were taken care of, because they were totally naked under the gush of water droplets flowing down on them.

"Do not think of me as a villain or something vague but...I felt jealous of you earlier." She said, looking down at her feet where the water pooled and drained down at the other side.

"Um...can you please elaborate that honey?" Ronald was confused in as it is, his head running gears but he was unsure of what to comprehend.

"How do I say this to you. Well, you have good people who talk to you and nurture you, like a normal person. I was born into royalty and the treatment here makes me feel like a robot. I only function to their commands, Ron, I never once disobeyed them nor myself. But at the same time, I want to feel the real warmth of being around people, you know what I mean?" She looked into his eyes to confirm if she was making sense to him or to herself, but the blank stare she got in return aroused disappointment in her heart.

"Damn, I am jealous of you for having so many people love you for who you are! That is what I've been trying to say! Your mom, your father, your best friend! They love you and make time for you and I never had anyone make time for me!" She began yelling at the end of her explanation.

Her frustration was heartfelt by anyone who heard her screaming out the feelings that have been clogging her heart ever since she grasped the normal lifestyles of other people. She started comparing herself to them, finding out that her life has been full of toxicity for which she never asked for.

She pities the other royals born along with her, thinking that they were habituated and trained to work for the kingdom and the palace like robots, something with absolutely no emotions.

"Princess—"

"Do not call me that! Not now! Not when I hate being what I am for the whole of my life!" She held her wet hair and raked them apart with her slender fingers and screamed right at his face.

Understanding the pain in her heart and soul, Ronald slowly approached her, watching her eyes and tip of her nose redden.

"Come here." He said, cautious with his approach but he was quicker when he heard her sob, her vulnerability showing off.

"Shush silly. Remember this for the rest your life, Jane. I was made for you. I was chosen to be born for you, to make you happy and content and keep you safe and sound. How dare you say you have no one to love you when I am right here, hmm?" He spoke softly, chuckling inwardly at how his mate felt insecure and got jealous of him on such a trivial matter.

"Ronald, I swear I'm not thinking badly about what you have—"

He shut her up with a kiss.