The Sun chases the Moon

It was a little past 2 in the morning when I eventually made it in front of my room, I stood there almost spaced out and taking in deep breaths. I had unloaded so much to the point of utter exhaustion. I was drained physically but more than that I was totally emotionally spent. I always had Nana to talk to about my feelings especially growing up different from the children around me and I often told her that she was too strict with me with all the things I could not do versus the things I could.

Growing up, I always had Nana, our relationship wasn't perfect but it was the safest I had ever felt. I wanted to tell her that I now know what she meant when she told to be careful of boys and not to give my heart just yet because I am special and that I may not even have the chance to give my heart to the person I really love because I might end up with someone I don't even have feelings for. I wanted to tell her that she should be proud of me right now for fighting off my feelings for Henry just like she taught me. But then again I would also like to ask her if I was truly never allowed to fall in love on my own accord. What will I do to this feelings that keep budding and slowly blossoming within me.

With swirling thoughts in my head I was about to black out again, things are just too much for me . I thought I was going to find myself in the morning lying on the floor but just before I fell down and totally blacked out someone caught me and carried me inside my room. There he laid me on my bed, I thought that was it but the next thing I can vaguely remember was his hands slowly taking my night gown off and of course with feeble hands I was struggling to fight him off but I was in no condition to defend myself from this person.

The next morning, I woke up with a little faint headache, I tried to move but it felt like body was under something heavy. When I regained my focus, I was surprised to see Henry fast asleep on my bed with his leg over my legs and his arms around my waist. I screamed and it woke him up and I took the chance to push him off of me.

"What are you doing, sleeping on my bed? Did you do something to me last night?"

He did not answer quickly, he just rubbed his eyes and yawned and then he stretched out his limbs like a little cat. He made the cutest face when he woke up but this was not the time to get carried away.

Henry then began to speak and said, "I thought I was allowed on your bed, last night you said you wanted me to stay."

"I did? When did I say that?"

"When I was changing your night gown. . . "

"My night gown. . .?" I was uncertain of what he meant but when I peered down on what I was wearing I almost fell to the floor. Not only was I not wearing my night gown from last night but now I was wearing an oversized shirt and looking at him now sitting on my bed so casually, he was shirtless. So I was wearing his shirt from last night and not only that but I clearly remember that I wasn't wearing any bra last night because it never felt comfortable to sleep in one and plus my breasts are not that particularly large nor flat I might add, they are just the right size. This can only mean one thing, I have been compromised. Oh dear Nana, what has happened? This is trouble, big trouble indeed.

"Henry Archer, listen to me and listen to me well."

Henry then sat more attentively, when he heard the stern tone in my voice, compared to how he was slouching when he just woke up. He looked more regal and more princely than before as he kept his gaze on me and waiting for what I was about to say.

"I was raised by a good woman I consider as my mother and she has educated me since I was little that there are certain things in which a young lady should be engaged in and what has happened between us last night is beyond what is expected of me as a lady. . ."

"But nothing happened between us, I just changed your clothes because you were soaking wet in your own sweat but you wouldn't let go of my hand and so I had to give you my shirt. The next thing I know I fell asleep with you holding my arm so tightly. I swear upon my mother's name that nothing happened between us that is beyond your wishes. . ."

I raised my right hand as if to signal him to stop talking and I continued to talk. "Henry Archer do you denny that you have seen my body last night when you changed my clothes as you just spoke of?"

He blushed and answered me, "no my dear, I do not deny that I have seen your naked body last night. But I swear nothing happened. . ."

"Shhhh. . (Pinching the bridge of her nose) Do you denny that you have kissed, embraced and even spent the night sleeping on my bed?"

He covered his face with his eyes peeking through his fingers as he continues to blush at the thoughts of what had transpired before. I too was flustered and blushing but I had to control myself. I had to make a point and an important decision today.

"Now that you do not denny those things that which have transpired, you cannot prevent news of these things to get out and thus I am compromised. My purity as a lady is already tarnished, sexual relations is not the only act that can tarnish a young lady's reputation."

"What is your point exactly? Why are you being like this right now? I know I did some things out of my desire for you but I did not tarnish you, you are still pure. I should know. (At mentioning this fact he blushed once again remembering how hard he fought himself not to do anything to her while she is this vulnerable) Besides I thought we had an understanding last night when you confessed to me through that powerful and yet delicately romantic dance."

"Yes you should know. It was indeed a confession but the intentions are wildly misunderstood. Never mind that now, what is more important is that you take responsibility on what you did. You have seen my naked body, have slept on my bed and have even kissed and embraced me, my conscience cannot take that. I can no longer be with another man knowing that I have been tarnished."

"So what are you saying? Are saying that I marry you? You know I would, I would love to." (He began to grin as he said these things.)

"No, not marriage. Well not now at least. But I, Christienne Nicollete Lascelles-Miller ask that you take responsibility of me and take my hand in marriage and since you are my guardian and I am your ward, you have the right to decide on whether to give me to you or not."

"I don't understand. . . . Wait! Did you sat Lascelles? I thought you're last name is Miller?"

"It is Miller ever since I was adopted by my Nana but I am a first and foremost a Lascelles."

"Lascelles. . . Hmmm why does that sound familiar to me. . . "

"Henry Archer do you accept my hand in marraige and save me from ruin?"

"Yes! I, Henry Archer of the Archer family do here by pledge my loyalty to my betrothed. I shall lay my life to bring honor to her and her family and to bring delight in her life from this time hence forth when death shall part us. You have my word and honor as the second son of Lord Alfred Archer."

"Very well then I too, Christienne Nicollete Lascelles-Miller, the first born and true heir of King Gregory and grand daughter of King Charles II of Astoria take thee Henry Archer as my betrothed from this day hence until death shall part us. Prepare to bear the consequences of your actions and the weight of being betrothed to the last remaining heir of the royal family and even though my title has no bearing and your people may hate me, will you be there to be loyal to me? In return I shall be loyal to you and shall turn to no one else unless it is no longer possible for me to stay by your side." I said my oath rather forcefully than my usual speaking voice which took Henry by surprise.

"Wait!. . . What did you just say?"

"You heard me, will you be prepared to be take responsibility of me?"

"Not that. . . The part where you said your name, your real. Name and that part where you said something about being the heir of the late King Gregory. What nonsense was that?"

"You may and may not believe me, I don't have anything on me to convince anyone especially you that I am who I am saying because everything exists only in my memory and no where else. You only have my word which may not bear weight now but if we are to be in any kind of relationship I want to be honest with you with who I am."

"I believe you your highness, your word bears more weight than any proof there is. The word of someone you love should out weigh everything. That is why, if your highness would have me, I would love to be yours now and forever and you are mine." He bows his head as he says this and then kisses my hand gently and then pulls me down to the bed where I am lying down whilst he is on top of me. I keep my hands in front of me and touching almost his chest. He smirked, seeing how vulnerable I looked underneath him. His face was coming closer and closer to mine so I braced myself and closed my eyes and he kissed my forehead and stood up from our prior position and grabbed me and pulled me up.

He smiled and kneeled down and said "I shall wait until we are wedded until I take all of you as mine but do not think that I will be as platonic all the time your highness. I still desire you so much, I am barely holding it together now."

"Do as you wish, I have already sworn an oath to you good sir but I pray you must never call me your highness in public and one more, our relationship must not be revealed until my stay in Graceland is over. This is all I ask of you."

"So your highness, you want to be my secret girlfriend?"

"Uhmm if that is what it is called then I shall be your secret girlfriend."

He stood up from where he was on bended knees and caressed my hair and my face and whispered to my lips, "Oh, since we're being honest, I want you to know that I am a jealous guy. What's mine is mine. Do you understand baby?"

"Baby? I am a grown woman and you're calling me baby?"

"Oh believe me, I know you're a grown woman (looks at Christie up and down then winks), I will call you however I like to because you are mine."

"Fine then. . . (sounding sarcastic) you have to go now I need to get ready for my classes today."

"But I don't have a shirt on, should I walk out of your room shirtless? I don't mind that at all I mean it is my house."

I had an inkling on what he was getting at but he doesn't know that I don't back down so easily. I stood up looking at him then turning my back towards him knowing fully well that I now have his undivided attention and I was walking towards the bathroom door and I did what I know for sure he did not expect.

"Oh no Mr. Archer we must not let them see you shirtless that would be unacceptable." (Talking while still had her back to Henry.)

"What will you do then your highness . . ?"

"It can't be helped then. . ." I slowly took hold of the hem of Henry's shirt and slowly took his shirt off and dropped it on the floor, and then I said. "Oh you can have your shirt back . . .now you don't have to walk shirtless inside your house." I then looked at him still with my back to him I only turned my head towards him, gave him a small smile. His expression was priceless but before he could act on it. I went inside the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Wow even I am surprised by my own actions and turn beet red just thinking of what I just did. Oh Nana I am truly sorry even when you told me never to toy with a man's heart and his desires because it is a dangerous game. But Nana, I can't help it. I can't help it anymore. . .