A Night With The King

Lance frowned when his mind went back to how things had ended with Sophie this morning, he couldn’t figure out why something as small and simple as that could be the reason they had their first couple fight when they officially became a couple less than ten hours earlier. He wanted to fix things so fast and wished the meeting he was in would end fast. But he knew that even if the meeting ended, he still had other meetings to attend before he could see her again. His eyes went to Patrick and saw him watching him with a questioning look on his face, he turned away and concentrated on the meeting. He hated visual meetings so much but that seemed to be the trend now and there was nothing he could do to change that. Everyone in the world was doing it so he had to do it too.

After two long agonizing hours, the meeting finally came to an end, not like he got most of the things that were said. It was at times like this that he was happy he had Patrick as his right-hand man because he always filled him in on whatever detail he missed when it was finally time to make a decision.

“Why are you frowning? You were frowning nonstop throughout the meeting,”

Patrick asked when they were alone, he contemplated whether he should tell him or not. Well, in the end, he did.

“I had a fight with Sophie earlier,”

Lance disclosed ready for Patrick to mock him.

“Great you guys are already fighting; may I know what you two fought about?”

He asked. Okay, that was not what he expected from Patrick, he expected him to mock him to his face and tell him to end things with her. Maybe he changed.

“Lancelot, what did you guys fight about?”

He asked.

“Well, we spent the night together in my room, don’t shout,”

Lance added the last part when he saw that Patrick was going to say something.

“Go on,”

Patrick said.

“Yeah, we spent the night in my room, took a while to convince her, and then we woke up this morning, and right before I was supposed to leave, I told her to stay in my room, I wanted her to experience a new place other than the emerald house and she got mad because she thinks I am exposing her to people,”

He explained. He still didn’t know how that was a problem.

“Are you exposing her to people or did you not think that she needs food and water while she awaits you in your chamber?”

Patrick asked and Lance wondered what kind of person the man took him for.

“Of course, I had plans of getting her food and that’s where the problem came from,”

“Oh, she doesn’t want anyone to know she slept in your room?”

Patrick asked, hitting the nail right on the head.

“Yeah, exactly that but I don’t understand how it is a bad thing, I mean she is my girlfriend, why would she want to be kept a secret?”

He asked. He just didn’t get that part.

“Did you just call her your girlfriend? As in, you guys are dating?”

Patrick asked.

“Why is that shocking? You know that I am with her, what else would she be if not my girlfriend?”

Lance questioned.

“Well, it is definitely shocking, I never expected you to go as far as asking her out officially.

“Why not? I like her, she likes me, what’s next? She is my girlfriend,”

Lance repeated.

“And now I need to find a way to fix things with her, I don’t like us fighting, it is not good for my heart and peace of mind,”

He added and Patrick gave him a weird look.

“What?”

He voiced.

“You are in love with her, aren’t you?”

Again with the love thing, Lance resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Everything always comes back to love for Patrick, he couldn’t be happy in peace. Now, he couldn’t even find a way to make up with his woman in peace. What a life he was living.

“Why do you always have to bring love into everything? Do I have to love her to date her? I mean, people get together for a lot of other reason that is not love,”

Lance pointed out.

“Yes, people do but need I remind you that you are not people Lancelot, you are a king, it is either a wife or a mistress for you,”

Lance didn’t like how the women in his life only had to be bagged into those kinds of labels, he liked the princess too and they were friends. What would be the label for her?Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I am a human before I am a king, I have a woman right now and she is my girlfriend, she is the only one I am with. Do you even know what a mistress means?”

“Okay, I am sorry, Your Majesty, yes, you are human before anything else,”

“Let’s just skip this part, please don’t speak on my relationship with Sophie, you might be my special advisor but your job description doesn’t cover my personal relationship, how far with what I asked you to do?”

Lance asked.

“Still pending, will get it done soon,”

Patrick said and there was a moment of silence as Lance tried to come up with a way to fix things with her.

“You know, if you want to make up with her, you should go talk to her now, I mean it is still daytime and she won’t be expecting you until later, go talk to her and I will hold off your other meeting until tomorrow, they are not urgent,”

Patrick said. The first sensitive thing the man has said to him when it comes to Sophie, of course, speaking to her was the best way to fix things and he was sure she would have calmed down by now. He stood up.

“Thank you, Patrick, you might be a devil plenty of times but sometimes, you can be an angel too.”

He said and rushed out of his office. He heard Patrick telling the guards not to follow him or bother him, he smiled and increased his pace. He wanted to make up with Sophie fast and get on her good side because he couldn’t function properly with her mad at him.

“Soph?”

Lance called when he walked into the emerald house, he expected her to either respond or run out to him but there was silence. He got a weird feeling but didn’t want to overthink things, she might still be mad at him which could be the reason for the silence. He walked into her room and listened for the sound of her, he heard a sniff and rushed into the restroom to see her sitting on the floor and crying. His protective instinct kicked in immediately and he ran to her.

“Hey, baby? What happened? Why are you crying?”

Lance asked, lifting her face up. she had been crying for a while now, he hoped she wasn’t scrying because of the argument they had earlier because that would make him feel like hell, but it didn’t even matter, he was already feeling like hell.

“Lance,”

She whispered still crying, hearing her call his name in tears broke his heart.

“What is going on baby?”

He asked, while trying to console her.

“I think I lost my baby,”

She cried.