Servant!EnglandxPrincess!Reader-Family Problems P3More Like This
___'s eyes fluttered open and she yawned before rubbing her eyes. She had just woken up from her nap and, though it only had only last an hour, she got to let go of her worries and insecurities for a bit. Once her eyes were able to focus on the room, she found Arthur sitting on his side of the bed, gazing down at her.
The blonde leaned down and kissed her forehead, looking thoughtful.
"Love...I talked to Lyall." He told her, making the woman go pale. "Why didn't you just tell me you're pregnant?"
The woman pulled the covers over her head, not ready for this conversation. She lied because she needed to time to sort her mind out before telling her husband. The Englishman stroked the hair that wasn't hidden by the blanket.
"Talk to me." He lightly begged. "Darling, it's alright, everything will be fine."
___ peeked out a bit, (e/c) eyes hesitant to meet his.
"Really?" She murmured. "You're not upset?"
"Heavens no!" Arthur exclaimed. "Granted, the timing isn't the best, bu
LonelinessIt’s a knife that pierces your soul;More Like This
Slow, agonizingly painful.
You beg to make it stop, plead for mercy and relief of a heartache.
When it’s dark and quiet, you feel alone.
When your allies have abandoned you and you want them.. No, need them to come back.
You pray that they won’t leave you alone again.
Because you know that once are alone, the things that go bump in the night come to life.
Senses heightened in fear and anticipation.
The darkness closes around you.
You feel trapped.
Powerless and weak, you pray for the light to find you.
It never comes.
You lose hope.
You start to accept the darkness, become part of it.
Heat and light become such a rare commodity that you don’t notice the cold and desperation lingering there anymore.
You are no longer dependent on such luxuries.
You become strong.
Strong on independence, self-reassurance, and instinct.
You forget what it’s like to be loved.
It’s times like these when you find out who you truly are.