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mrs-cavill-wife · 3 years

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So with today being 4th of July, I've been thinking about those people and animals who don't enjoy fireworks displays. I wonder whether or not Sy likes fireworks. I would imagine he doesn't, like many others who have experienced combat. If you have an opportunity, could you write something about that-- maybe about how his S.O. helps him manage being anywhere near fireworks? Thank you!

Hi @my-muse-compels-me

Thanks for the request, I know it’s really short but I’m not American and really don’t know much about what happens on Independence Day. I kind of treated it like Australia Day and assumed similar things happen. Since it was time of year specific I wanted to try and get it done quickly. I guess what I’m saying is I tried and I hope I didn’t disappoint!

Summary: Sy doesn’t like fireworks, but can he work on that for the sake of his family?

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Word Count approx. 600

Warnings: Mostly fluff, some angst, mention of war and mental illness, Dad!Syverson

Authors note: @amberangel112, thanks for the Beta, side-kick ❤️

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Fourth of July

Fourth of July celebrations were tough on Sy. He loved the daytime activities, the barbeques, the time with friends and family, but the nights were tough. He hated the fireworks. The noise was the problem, the rapid booms just made him anxious.

Overall, he coped well with his time as a soldier on active duty. He didn’t develop PTSD, he very rarely had nightmares, he says he was one of the lucky ones. Of course, there were nights when he would wake up and reach for you, needing the comfort of his woman to remind him he was safe. But he seemed to need it no more than any other man who sometimes just needed to be held in the arms of his woman, to lay his head between her breasts and be soothed by her gentle feminine embrace.

Fireworks, however, was something he could never seem to be ok with. Each 4th of July you would dutifully take the kids out to the local fairground to watch the display. Sy would stay home with the dogs, watching movies to drown out the sound.

But this year your daughter wanted her Daddy to come along, nagging at you to get Sy to go, her little mind not able to understand why he might not want to go.

“Why won’t he come, I want Daddy, or I won’t go,” she finally said. She was five and at that age where she thought of her Daddy as the perfect man, the one who all future men in her life would have to measure up to. Sy of course was wrapped around her little finger, one little quiver of her chin would send him into full protector mode, even when the perpetrators were her older brothers, no body messed with his Pumpkin. So, she made her stand and refused to go, Sy reluctantly agreed he would come along this year. He couldn’t say no to his Pumpkin.

You and Sy talked about how best to deal with the event, and you tried to figure out what made him anxious exactly. He admitted it was the noise that was the trigger, so you bought some wax earplug to help with that, but they wouldn’t stop all the noise. You assured him that you would be there, you would hold his hand and despite not wanting to admit he needed that, he thanked you.

When the time came for the fireworks, Sy started to get anxious. You held Pumpkin on your hip and brought Sy’s arms around both of you. You could feel his breathing rate increase and become shallow, so you placed his hand flat on your belly and got him to breathe with you. He smiled at you and just as the first explosion happened, he flinched. You held his hand tight too your stomach, and loud enough to be heard over the noise and his earplugs, you reminded him that he was home and safe and with his family.

Sy focussed on Pumpkin’s face, her joy and amazement, her squeals and how she bounced around in your arms with joy. He saw you start to struggle with her, she was almost at a size where you wouldn’t be able to pick her up like that any longer. Sy surprised you but taking her out of your hands and holding her himself with one arm, pulling you in close with the other. You could see he was still anxious, but he got through it. When the fireworks finally stopped, you kissed his cheek and told him you loved him. Even as you were leaving, you could see he was still a little shook up, he even asked you to drive home and was a bit quieter than usual in the car.

Later that night when the kids were in bed, he thanked you for helping him through the evening. I told him he should thank Pumpkin. He grinned and agreed and said he was lucky to have the two most wonderful girls in his life to help give him strength when he needed it.

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Ask me anything, babes 💕

get to know the blogger

anonymously (or not) ask me any question you’d like to know about me

#ask mrs cavill wife

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If someone asked you to tell them three ways to win your heart, what would you tell them?

Uhh interesting question. Well, honestly I don't know if I can say only 3 things but I'll try..

Yeah I'm a little out of my mind, too jealousy, needy and insecure, but try to understand me, stay by my side, no matter what.

If it gets too hard or complicated, let's sit together and have a proper conversation, we can solve it, if you really want me, I know we'll find a way.

Don't ever make me beg for anything you should give me, like love, respect, affection. Don't make me feel less of what I am or less wanted, and don't play with me, I can be your nightmare at end and you'll be the one begging.

#ask mrs cavill wife #henry cavill fanfics

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that’s Henry destroying you during missionary while lovingly gazing into your eyes and you cannot tell me otherwise🥵🥵

Girl.... why.... *dies*

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Hollywood Love Story

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader (Alice Fox)

Warning: Fluff. Tell me if I miss something.

Author's Note: Hope you guys enjoy it, if you do, like, reblog and/or comment. I'm all ears to feedback and ideas.

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Sunday Love

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(My edit. It's free to use but give me credits if you do)

💜My queen💜

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Forbidden Witch (4/?)

Pairing: Charles Brandon x Female Reader (Cassandra of Boudicca)

Warning: Fantasy. Language. Forbidden Love. Tell me if I miss something.

Author's Note: Part 4 after 24 hours since I posted part 3, I think I'm really inspired. I really want your opinions about Forbidden Witch, so comment something, reblog if you like it. I'm all ears to feedback and suggestions!

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Cassandra POV

Riding with the King and Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk, the only man who made me unlearn how to breathe, beautiful creature..

Oh Cassandra, for God's sake, he can be that and so much more but he's still a a married man with a daughter, a forbidden man.. I need to calm down and focus. The king invited me to ride so I need to change my clothes.

I walked to where I already had some clothes, created by the queen's seamstress, wonderful dresses, splendid, with the best fabrics. it's amazing what that lady can do with a fabric, thread and needles. But I think the situation calls for something more comfortable... something like pants and boots. Yes, that looks good.

When I was ready, I was straightening my clothes in front of the mirror, until I heard a knock at the door, a knock I knew well.

"Come in, Juliette"

She walked into the room with her usual smile. I turned to her shrugging, asking wordlessly what she thought of my choice.

"Oh my Lady, Cassandra, you look great. I heard the king invited you to join his ride with the duke, so I came to help you with the clothes, but I see you don't need any help."

I smiled at her comment and turned around checking myself one more time. Juliette approached from behind, nimbly undoing the braids in my hair, turning it into a classy bun.

"Great, now it is perfect for a ride."

Once fully ready, I thanked Juliette and left my quarters. I went downstairs and into the kitchen, I smelled wonderful. There, everyone worked fervently, we would definitely have a feast. I picked up a few apples and then left the kitchen so I wouldn't be in the way. I took a deep breath, eating an apple and paying attention to my steps as I walked towards the stable.

Charles B. POV

Walking downstairs, I could hear fast steps then I saw my beautiful Mackenzie running after me with her sweet smile.

"Daddy, you look like a king. Where are you going?"

I crouched down to her height and touched a small strand of her golden hair and tucked it behind her ear while she touched the fabric of my clothes.

"Thank you. The King and I decided to go for a ride. My little fairy would like to accompany me to the stables?"

She smiled widely, nodding super excited. Mackenzie has a huge love for animals, specially birds, butterflies, anything that flies. I stand by her side, stretching my hand and she grabbed it while we walked together side by side.

As I approached the stable, I could see the grooms preparing two brown horses and Alexander talking amiably with the two, until he noticed my presence and Mac's.

"Oh look, it's the little Mackenzie"

I looked at my little one, who was looking back shyly. I nodded smiling to comfort her. The little girl took two steps and bowed softly making the king smile.

"So gracious. It's hard to believe she is your daughter too, Brandon."

We both laughed out loud. It was really nice to be with an old friend who means so much in my life. Alexander was a considerate brother and I'm sure he thinks the same.

"Daddy, look at it!"

Mackenzie squealed full of excitement, she were pointing at some direction and ran after it. I looked towards where she was running and saw another groom, bringing another horse, slightly larger than the two ready for me and Alexander. It was white as snow, his mane and the rest of his fur looked silky as a flower petal and eyes blue as the sky this morning.

In my time as a soldier, I went through several kingdoms, had some horses but I never saw anything so magnificent. That horse looked like something from some children's tale. I approached the creature and tried to touch the long nose. The big animal sniffed me and took two steps back. He looked suspicious, but suddenly he seemed to change his demeanor, staring at something behind me. I turned around, and found those colored eyes again.

"I'm sorry.. Atlas can act indifferent to strangers and he's a bit grumpy in the morning."

She bowed at Alexander and me, then passed by and I couldn't stop noticing how beautiful she looked, with leather boots, tight pants that defined her curves, gloves, a brown belt, something like a scarf on her shoulders but that didn't cover the neckline of her green blouse, her hair was tied back, giving a wide view of her face, give her a sword and I could call her a warrior. Besides the belt, around her waist, there was some kind of bag, from which she took an apple and offered it to the white horse, which devoured quickly while she petted his name.

"It is yours?"

Mackenzie asked curiously and Cassandra smiled sweetly at my little girl.

"Yes, that's my boy. Atlas. Do you want to touch him?"

The little girl nodded nonstop, she looked the most happy girl, I giggled then Cassandra slowly and carefully held Mac on her arms, grabbed another apple giving to my children, Cassandra got closer so Mackenzie could reach his mouth, Atlas smelled the little hand then accepted the offer, chewing it fast. She nodded at the girl in her arms and she touched the horse's mane. Today is definitely a memorable day for her.

"I never saw such a beautiful horse, he's so white"

Cassandra looked at me, but quickly turned back to her horse and placed the small child on the ground.

"Atlas is an albino horse, it is a rare breed. I don't know much about the others, but he's an excellent runner. Isn't you, dear?"

She talked to him and the animal moved his head against her chest, she spread caressed through his long neck. They definitely had a great bond.

"That's a challenge, my lady?"

Cassandra smiled at the king, she looked excited.

"If your majesty insists."

Alexander smiled, already up on the back of his horse.

"That's what I liked to hear"

Cassandra nodded and smoothly, jumped to sit on the back of Atlas.

I asked one of the servants and guards to accompany my daughter as she watched us. I got on my horse, and the three of us headed toward open pastures, not far from the castle. The king and I talked along the way, Cassandra spoke a few times but kept quiet, especially when I addressed the word to her. In the field, the king and I had a little sword duel on our horses, three of times, I won twice. Then we finally had a racing competition, between me and Alexander, I won, but against Cassandra, we both had no chance... that horse seemed to fly, maybe that's not all, I think I got lost with the way she rode, graceful but firm, the way her erect body bouced, I mentally reprimanded myself when I felt something twitch inside my pants. I couldn't have those thoughts again, I'm not like that no more.

After a few hours, one of the guards informed us that lunch was ready, so we rode back to the palace.

Cassandra POV

Despite the tension coursing through my veins, the shortage of air in my body, I can tell I had a lot of fun. I had a little talk with Charles daughter, the girl looked amazed at my big boy, she loved it, her eyes were full of curiosity and happiness.

I was nervous on the way, but I entertained watching the king and duke duel. Charles is very good with a sword, his movements are very precise, smooth but strong, his hands held tight to the hilt of his sword, and for some reason I began to notice his focused features, the sweat on his forehead, his jaw clenched, his long fingers, his strong arms, all that, gave me a strange shiver that ran through my entire body and ended a little lower than my navel.

I managed to make those thoughts fly away, I raced the king, and even the duke, he beat the king, but I beat them both. I couldn't contain a laugh with their incredulous faces. Lunch was announced and we headed back to the castle.

Once there, we went to the dining room. Really, he had a huge feast. When I arrived, I could see Queen Madeline and Phoebe coming, Phoebe bent down to the king then gave her daughter a small kiss on the cheek and pecks on Charles' lips. I turned my face away, something made me uncomfortable with that scene. Phoebe looked at me, she looked confused and so was I.

"What are you wearing..?"

I looked down at myself, looking for something different. I looked back at Phoebe still confused.

"Clothes..?"

We both kept staring at each other, until the queen approached and touched my shoulder.

"Oh Phoebe, don't be a prude. Cassandra looks like a knight, a warrior princess"

I looked down, smiling shyness. The king sat at the end of the table with his wife to the right, beside Madeline, his son Eric. Across the table, Charles beside the king, his daughter beside Charles. I would sit next to Eric. We started eating, and quickly, Phoebe returned to the subject.

"Your majesties, I'm sorry for my commentary. I was just surprised. It is not suitable clothing for a lady, looked quite inappropriate to me."

Suitable? Inappropriate? What's wrong with pants and boots?

I looked at her in disbelief, but I didn't want to start a situation, so I controlled my expressions.

Everyone was silent, until the little girl, between her and the duke, spoke up.

"I think she looks so cool, mommy."

I smiled at the little girl. Eric and The king both nodded then I realized Charles eyes on me.

"I think you look beautiful.."

My heart froze again. Our eyes remained locked on each other, my cheeks started burning. Quickly looked back to my full plate, until I hear Phoebe again.

"Well, it's alright. Might be normal to witches."

I could feel pure disdain and disgust in her voice, feeling something to burn my hands, I dropped the cutlery and looked at her.

Witch? Does she know how it can be offensive. I'm a sorceress.. and at that moment, a mad one, I feel disrespected, the anger inside me was controlled, but part of me, no matter how radical this could be, it wanted to show what I am capable of..

#henry cavill #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill fic #henry cavill imagine #charles brandon #charles brandon fanfic #charles brandon fanfiction #charles brandon x you #charles brandon x reader #charles brandon smut #Charles Brandon imagine

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In the beginning, I used to think that the angry fans were only the small percentage and completely insignificant, but after Henry's tantrum on his IG post, I was surprised to see that there were a bigger crowd angry at him and even more surprised to see that he actually cared. And honestly? I do believe NV might've nagged him to hell and back about it, she was the one visualizing people's stories since day 1.

Why do you think he cared after the tantrum post?

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💜 1 Month 💜

Today marks exactly one month since I created this blog.

I was very insecure when I started, but over the days I gained confidence. I found that in addition to reading, I really love writing, I love it here, I love it when people interact with me, I love the reactions, your thoughts, the likes, when you guys reblog spreading my stories. I really want to thank all of you, all of my eighty-nine followers. I'm really thrilled because my stories are far from perfect, I'm still learning and when I started, I didn't think I would have so many people liking my content, maybe ten or twenty at the most. I don't know what else to say, other than a big "Thank you so much", you guys are very special to me.

I love the friends I made here, you guys are amazing people and I can't describe how happy you guys make me. So a huge special thanks to @jgtfvhsg and @lexyvaldez26 , those two.

Another big thank you to @pussyverson , I met her here and really, I consider this person a lot, she became another great friend to me and one more thank you to @tellingyouastory , she became another friend to me, was my first supporter and helped me with my first story, so technically this blog only exists because of her.

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Maya’s Masterlist

Hello everyone!

Welcome to my renewed Masterlist! To see the oneshots, drabbles and series I wrote for each of Henry’s characters, click the links below the pictures!

Have fun reading.

Like and reblog my work, I love to see it when people like what I write!

If you have requests, send me an ask or a private message. More work will be posted soon! ❤️

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Forbidden Witch (3/?)

Pairing: Charles Brandon x Female Reader (Cassandra of Boudicca)

Warning: Fantasy. Language. Forbidden Love. Tell me if I miss something.

Author's Note: Yay, our sorceress is back! I'm so so so sorry for taking so long to back to this Fanfic. I've been sick, my mind got "blocked" and stuff but I'm back to it and sorry if this one is short. yes, I decided she'll have purple eyes. Hope you guys enjoy it, if you do, like, reblog and/or comment. I'm all ears to feedback.

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Cassandra's POV

Soft knocks woke me up from my messy dreams. I blinked my eyes a few times getting used to the light. I sat up in bed and stretched my body looking around a little confused. Sometimes I have dreams so messed up that I forget where I really am, but within seconds, everything was fresh in my memory. Days ago, I saved a child, a boy, who was swimming in a river in the middle of the night. On the way back to his house, I found out that he is a prince, from the kingdom of Aluma, and since then, out of gratitude, I have been here, in a beautiful large and comfortable room, in the castle.

"Come in"

I got out of bed and Lady Juliette entered my room, just like every morning. I should have stayed only one day, two at the most, but the hospitality, the politeness, the ambient, the treatment of the King and Queen, the happiness of that little runaway, I couldn't refuse to stay any longer.

I smiled at Juliette, watching her open the curtains and the huge windows that looked out onto a beautiful balcony. Then she approached the bed and I stood up as she bowed slightly.

"Good morning, Lady Cassandra. did you sleep well?"

I tilted my face playfully looking at her with mock disapproval and she smiled shyly.

"Oh Juliette, I've told you that we don't need cordiality. How long have i been here? A few weeks, probably months, we're confidants, already friends and I have no title."

She's still shy and started to make my bed and I helped her with the pillows.

"I know, my la.. Cassandra.. It's the orders, I'm just a lady-in-waiting, a helper, I must respect whoever is above me."

I got closer to her after we make the bed and held one of her hands.

"I'm not above anyone else, we're equal inside and I consider you my friend and I want you to act as such, do we agree?"

When I arrived, I was a little unsure, but in front of so many good people, I had nothing to fear. And to make things better, Juliette and I got closer over time. I never had great friends, I guess I never really cared. Since from my childhood in Boudicca, to Aretuza and then to whatever path fate takes me, it's always been me and Atlas, but at the moment, I'm very happy to have someone, who really responds when I speak, at least with words, and not neighs. Juliette smiled happily and went to the bathroom to prepare my bath.

I went to the balcony, the view was just incredible, the birds sang, the sun shone and burned against my skin, on the horizon, I could see part of the Kingdom, the village, but in the distance, mountains. I took a deep breath, basking in the morning scent, eyes hooded, just concentrating on the sounds, until Juliette informed me that the bath was ready.

As soon as I walked in, she left so I could take off my nightgown. We're friends but I still don't feel good about exposing myself like that.

After a relaxing bath with warm water, rose petals and sparkling foam. I put on a robe and found a tray on my bed with my breakfast. It had fruit, bread and juice. Normally, the king and queen would like me to join them at the dinner table, but today was different.

"The kitchen is quite busy, the king is having an old friend today. He is very excited, asked them to prepare the best dishes."

A couple of days ago, I heard some buzz in the hallways. A friend of the king was coming to visit him and it seemed he was creating a commotion around the servants. Maybe it's my imagination, but the ladies looked as fervent as a pan of boiling oil. At a dinner, the king said he would love to introduce me to one of his great friends, I just nodded.

That same night, the queen visited me in my room with a woman. A middle-aged seamstress, a few strands of gray, the queen said she was one of her favorite seamstresses and the most sought after in the kingdom and among her royal friends. She asked the woman and me to talk, and agree on nice clothes for me. I had been wearing dresses loaned to the queen for a while and she knew I didn't feel very comfortable so she contacted her seamstress.

Since today is a big day for the king, I had several options above my bed, my hair was already done with a simple braid. Time passed and I couldn't make up my mind. Juliette was nervous about my lateness, soon the king's friend would be there. For some reason, I felt more indecisive than ever, I almost didn't recognize myself.

But after so much choosing, he manages to make a decision. I looked in the mirror, admiring my necklace and my dress.

"Not that bad"

I walked downstairs with Juliette behind me on our way to the throne room. Madeline played with her son's blond strands while King Alexander chatted with some guards. The castle was cheerful, everyone seemed to want to give the guest the best reception.

As soon as she was seen by little Eric, he smiled and ran to me. I bent down a little and we hugged. Eric and I have bonded, he's an amazing kid with a thirst for adventure.

"Oh dear, look at you"

The queen approached me, looking me up and down and smiling as if I were blood of her blood. Her cheerful voice caught the attention of her husband, who approached, he took my hand and twirled me around making me feel a little shy.

"Cassandra, with all due respect, you look beautiful today."

Madeline and Juliette both chuckled softly at my blush, which also made the queen elbow her husband lightly, scolding him playfully.

Noises echoed in the distance, some voices, horses and carriages

The big door opened, one of the servants reported that the duke had arrived. The king released him, taking his queen's hand on his arm and inviting me to meet his friend at the castle entrance. I walked behind the royal couple with the little prince beside me, chattering about something I didn't hear, my hands sweating with every step I took.

When we arrived at the entrance, I could see two carriages. One loaded with suitcases, so I assumed the guest was in the other. The door of the second carriage opened and a man was the first to exit and suddenly, it was like everything had frozen around me.

The birds stopped singing, the wind got warmer, the sun didn't burn my skin, which was now chilled, my feet felt numb and my heart didn't slosh with blood. A brief deja vu flooded my mind, the memory of my imagination, every detail I imagined came alive and was right in front of me.

Tall man, defined body, strong, noble, fair skin, blue eyes.. like the sky in a spring morning, dark short hair like the night, lips that held perfect white tooth.. I am dreaming or..?

"Charles"

The king shouted happy. The handsome man bowed to the king but quickly the two of them ignored the formalities and embraced.

"How long?"

Charles. It's a good name. And his voice.. only two words left his mouth but that sound, it was like i heard a fire, hot, warming my frozen heart... but with some air of danger, like an unexpected fire that leaves you anchored. He complimented the queen and her son then took back his attention to the king that respectfully, put his hand on my back, approaching me to your friend.

"Charles, I want you to meet someone."

Alexander talked and Charles approached, finally he noticing me and our eyes crossed.

"That's Cassandra of Boudicca, the sorceress."

Charles eyes got wided while showed his beautiful smile, he delicately held my hand and softy pecked my knuckles without taking his eyes from my face.

"My lady."

He said directly at me and I could feel the air leaving my lungs.

"I am Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk"

I bent slightly, still looking at the being that came from my dreams.

"Wow daddy, she has purple eyes"

My body woke up to reality with a sweet childish voice. I looked down and beside Charles, there was a little girl, blue and curious eyes just like her father..

Wait a minute? Father? Did she really say.. daddy?

"Yes darlin, but it's not polite to look at people like that and point."

A beautiful young woman exits the carriage and stands beside Charles and the little girl, bowing towards the King and Queen.

"I've never met a sorceress before. It's a pleasure to meet you, Cassandra, and I'm sorry for my little curious daughter behavior"

Daughter..? So she and Charles..?

"I am Phoebe, Duchess of Suffolk, Charles wife and MacKenzie's mother."

Yes, they are..

A few seconds ago, I found myself in some kind of.. dream? and now, it felt like the beginning of a nightmare. It's actually quite real, just like the shiny ring on her finger.

Charles Brandon POV

As soon as I arrived, I was greeted by the king and his wife, and their little son. I greeted them, I missed them, Aluma, the castle, the memories at each place.

After the greetings, Alexander wanted to introduce me to someone I hadn't noticed at first. A beautiful woman, with a gorgeous dress, braid hair, her aura was mysterious, especially with those bright lavender color eyes, her expression looked frozen. I was able to confirm that that wasn't just what was cold, as soon as I touched her delicate hand, I felt her fingers tremble, her palm was sweaty.

I cordially kissed her knuckles with my eyes still locked on her colorful eyes, I never saw something so pretty, so magical. Magic could be the right word to describe her, after all, she is a sorceress.

"This wonderful young lady saved our Eric."

Madeline said and my cheeks burned instantly. Charles laughed and ruffled the boy's hair.

"Still getting in trouble, Eric? You need to stop running away."

The king and I had a brief conversation, until Alexander invited us inside. We both decided to go riding, to remember the old days in battle. So I went up to mine and Phoebe's room to get ready as soon as the servants told us the bags were already there. We went upstairs and left Mackenzie and Eric running together.

Cassandra's POV

As soon as the King and Charles were getting ready to ride, I excused myself from the Queen and went to my room, without running, but walking as fast as I could.

I walked into my room and slammed the door, then leaning my back against it and laying my head back as my breathing was uneven.

How was someone I imagined, now, here? Face to face. There are many people with these features, but everything about it seemed so perfect, like when it turns a short story into a play, bringing people and events to life. He was a dream, but a dream I couldn't dream.

I jumped in fright feeling them knock on the door. I took a few deep breaths, trying not to look crazy, tried to look decent and slowly opened the door to find one of the servants.

"Yes?"

"My lady Cassandra. Your Majesty requests your presence in the stables. He would like you to join him and the duke to ride."

Oh great.. I don't think it would be polite to deny it so I nodded my head smiling a little uncomfortably.

"Tell him I'll be there in a few"

The servant bowed and left. I closed the door again and ran my hands through my face.

I'm not feeling myself anymore, feels like this man has awakened something in me, something difficult to control and I think I'll have to learn because I can't seem to get away from him and these confused sensations.

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