Chapter 47 - Honey

* 3 months later *

"I won't accept this," Olivia shouted as she followed behind Alexander.

"Accept what?" Alexander asked feigning oblivious to what she was talking about.

"It isn't fair that I am made to leave my throne. I won't allow it," she said sternly.

"It has already happened. There is nothing you can do about it," Alexander said stopping in his tracks. He looked at her for a moment and smiled. "Now if you don't mind my new bride arriving today and I have to go and welcome her," he added.

"I won't allow that woman to take what belongs to me. Just like Francis she bows to me in defeat and leaves the palace," she said in anger and froze after realizing what she had just said. She looked up at the king, he looked angry.

Alexander took a step close to her and she took a step back. He kept walking until he had backed up to the wall. He hit his hand hard on the wall, she jumped and screamed in fear.

"How many times have I warned you not to utter his name with your vile tongue," he said to her. His voice is so deep and threatening.

"So..sorry," she apologized with her head down afraid to look him in the eyes. Alexander had changed for the worse after Francis left three months ago, he got angry easily and was always in bad moods. He had gotten cold that even his mother and brother found it hard to talk to him.

He had forbidden anyone from mentioning his beloved's name in the palace and also warned the people of Arimelari from naming their children Francis ever. He wanted only he to bear that name and for it to remain with the one he loved. All those who were named Francis were forced to change their names.

"You already lost everything, you are no longer queen and I don't find your presence pleasing at all so before you ruin my day. I will leave to meet my new bride," he said and walked away with his hand bleeding. He didn't even feel the pain of his wound, the pain in his heart made it so that his brain could not even sense that his hand was hurt. Blood dripped on the floor as he walked but he didn't care.

"I thought by getting rid of Francis things could go back to normal but they just got ruined for the worse. I can't even do anything anymore, neither the king listens to me nor he does as I say," Olivia complained to herself after Alex left.

"Speaking of Francis I wonder what he is up to now. I hope he suffers more than I do," she stated and walked back to her room.

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"Francis, what will you have for lunch?" Silvia asked Francis as he was milking the cow.

"Don't worry about lunch, I will cook for you today. I am almost done with this anyway, you just need to relax," he told her looking up.

"Okay," she replied and took a seat to watch him milk the cow.

She felt very peaceful watching Francis, she loved how good he was to her. He took care of her very well in the past few months than she had ever been taken care of in her entire life.

They didn't live a grand life, her life was normal and she loved it very much. They had bought land in Arthea and built a little manor on the land. They kept a lot of animals on the farm and grew crops, it wasn't exactly the life that she had dreamt of but it was better.

She got to learn how to do many household chores that she never learned before and due to her pregnancy she wasn't allowed to do much. She thanked the heavens for the perfect husband that she had. She had learned to fall in love with the man she had gotten to know in Francis and understood why Alexander was madly in love with him.

She has always been jealous of Alexander for having Francis's love. They might have parted ways and lived away from each other but she could see love in her husband's eyes for the dragon king. Even though he would deny still being in love with Alex.

His hatred for Alex was never enough to remove the love he felt for the man from his heart. But she didn't mind because he never let her feel it. He took care of her and showered with compassion that she never felt lonely even though they don't share an intimate relationship of husband and wife.

"Why are you thinking about it?" Francis asked her bringing her out of her trance.

"Nothing," she replied.

"Well I am done, let's go," he said and held her hand as they walked to the house. He set the milk down and removed his shoes at the door and bent down to remove Silvia's shoes too.

"I can do it by myself," she said feeling embarrassed.

"You are pregnant, it isn't good for you to bend a lot," he said and helped her take her shoes off before they walked into the house.

Francis had her sit down in the living while he went into the kitchen to make the food. He set the milk on the kitchen counter and lit the fire. He kept firewood on the fire and set a pot on top of the fire.

He chopped the vegetables and threw them not the pot and milk into the pot with some water. He let the food cook while he cut the herbs he has picked earlier that day and set them into a dish. He rinsed them with water and added them into the cooking pot and covered it with a lid. He got the utensils and set them ready for the food to get done.

"Honey," he called from the kitchen.

"Yes," Silvia answered.

"Are the dirty clothes washed yet?" he asked.

"Not yet, I had asked Maria to come and wash them for a fee but she is yet to arrive," Silvia answered.

"Can you please get them for me? I will wash them after we eat," he told and she agreed and went upstairs to fetch the dirty laundry.

Francis checked on the food and smiled at how great the vegetable soup looked. The milk also looked good in the dish, it would help reduce the bitterness of the herbs.

"I will get some carrots and add them," he said and turned around to leave the kitchen. He felt dizzy and held the counter for support. He closed his eyes and clutched his head.

"Is something wrong?" Silvia asked him worried. She helped him to a seat and got him a glass of water to drink.

"Alexander," he whispered.

Francis got up from his seat and faced away from her, he clutched his chest and bit his lip. The pain was increasing in his heart and it was affecting his health too.

"I will check the food, you should rest," Silvia offered but Francis turned her down. He took her hand and held it.

"I'm sorry I worried you," he said apologetically. "I promise it won't happen again," he added and hugged her. 'I promise to forget him and learn to love you,' he said in his mind.

"The food will burn honey," she told him and broke the hug.

Francis got the pot off the fire and served the food in the bowls and got the food to the dining table. He drew a chair for Silvia and sat down next to her, he served the food on each of their plates and they dug into the food.

"The food is good and I can't even taste the herbs you secretly added to the food," she stated.

"The herbs are good for a pregnant woman. It keeps you and the baby safe and healthy."

"I am only three months pregnant even my belly doesn't show yet," she said.

"I know but I don't want to take any chances. Our child should be healthy when it is born. And it is to ensure you have no complications during your pregnancy."

"You spoil me too much," she complained.

"And I will do the same for the child too.

He/she will never lack for anything as long as I am alive. I will look after both of you until my last breath," he said. He placed his hand on her hand. "I won't give you a reason to complain," he assured her and continued eating.

'When you are this good to me how can I not fall for you Francis,' she thought.

She sighed and had more of her food. The rest of the lunch they had without talking to each other. It was a comfortable silence that they both enjoyed as they enjoyed the delicious meal.

When lunch was done Francis cleared the table and did the dishes. He then washed all the dirty clothes in the house and hang them to dry.

"Honey, let's go shopping," he suggested when he was done with all of his work.

"Okay."