Okay, I gotta explain somethings. There a few things that crossover with the books, but I have been very detailed on them, so hopefully everyone will understand. Sophie-Anne and Hadley seem a little out of character sometimes, but it was intended. I can do anything I want with fanfiction, right? So I'm playing with them a bit.
This is a little series of one-shots, some of them follow each other and others don't, but I'll be specific on the chapter titles so no one will miss anything.
Also, English is not my first language (it's the third, actually) and since I don't have a beta there might be a little mistakes here and there.
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own the characthers, just the story.
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Since you came to the queen's court, you keep up to vampire times. You keep a habit of waking up one hour before dusk, so it gives you enough time to shower, get dressed and go to the kitchen to eat with the rest of the humans. Most of them weren't obliged to keep to vampire awakening habits, but since you are the queen's favorite, you had to.
Once you're done dressing, you walk to the kitchen. The room is not as classy as the rest of the mansion, 'cause the queen never enters it, but it was very sophisticated. Queen Sophie-Anne had someone to care for the eating habits of her court. The healthier they are, the better their blood are. You sit down at the large kitchen table and the chef comes with your plate right the way. The others haven't this privilege, but since you are the queen's favorite, some things were different for you. They all stare at you with clear envy in their eyes, but you act as you don't notice and turn your attention to the food. You're used to their hate, by now.
You are almost done with your meal when one of the queen's personal maids walks in the kitchen, rapidly. She looks at you with her eyes wide open before blurting out: "Hadley, her majesty is asking for you".
You swallow your food in a flash, almost coughing as it went down in your throat with too much force. "She's already awake?" you ask with a scratched voice. Your throat is throbbing a bit.
"Yes. She has just awakened, and the first thing she did was to have me get you" the maid responds.
You gulp down your juice glass, feeling glad of the effect the cold liquid has in your throbbing throat, and stand up from your chair. All the others stare as you leave, and it's like you can feel their eyes directly at the back of your head.
The way to the queen's quarters is very familiar to you. You spend more nights there then you don't, since you are the queen's favorite, and sometimes you even sleep with the queen there. It was not often, but when the tiredness got the best of you after a great round of sex you'd fall asleep, and the queen never waked you to ask you to leave. The days which you spent with the queen in her bedroom were your favorites. Since she wouldn't wake up until dusk, you could stare at her openly without having to care. You think she's beautiful, of course, she's the most beautiful vampire you've ever met, and you've met tons of them. But when she was sleeping and you were already awake, you could turn the light in the nightstand just a little, enough to be able to see her. You love the way her pale skin shines in the faint light, and you never get tired of watching the shape of her body, the contour of her breasts, the softness of her hair. You touched her frequently, obviously, and you loved it, again with the obvious, but you also loved to watch her when she couldn't see you. And that was the only moment you could.
Once you pull back from your thoughts you've already reached the queen's quarters. The bodyguards nod as you walk past them and they open the first door. There are two more bodyguards there, and it was the queen's sitting room. She rarely had people there, only the ones she was feeding on. The second door leads to a small room, with only enough space for another two bodyguards. This worked for you when you needed to leave the queen's bedroom in the day. The room was very small, and had no windows or any source of light, so you could leave the queen's bedroom, close the door, and then open the door to the sitting room without risk of any sunlight entering the bedroom.
As you raise your hand to knock on the door, her voice comes from the inside. "Hadley, tell Damien and Samuel to leave us and go stand with the others in front of my quarters. I don't want anyone near my bedroom."
You look at them and shrug. They heard the queen's commands, and you wait until they leave the small room and the sitting room completely. Once you're sure they're gone you turn the knob and enter the bedroom as quietly as you can.
The queen is laid down on her bed, her back resting in pillows so she's in a half-sitting position. She wore an elegant white nightgown, and she waved for you to lock the door behind you. You always did that when you entered, never once you forgot, but the queen seemed highly secretive today, so you decide not to question her.
You haven't seen her in two days. She was away in business, and the sight of her makes your heart flutter. You bite your cheeks to keep the big smile from coming, but you fail and smile anyway. She actually smiles back, a small one, but a smile nonetheless. You're glad she's happy to see you, even if it's not as close to as happy as you are.
"Hadley, come sit" she motions to the bed and you move quickly, stepping out of your shoes and sitting down in the soft mattress. "How are you?" she asks. She always asks that when she sees you. She doesn't do that to the others, and that makes you grin with spite, because you are her favorite and you love it.
"I'm wonderful, your majesty. It's so good to have you back. How are you? I hoped everything went well in your trip" your words come out in a rush, because you're so happy to see her that your mind can't bother to form proper sentences. She's travelled for longer than two stupid days before, but you're eager to see her every day, and two stupid days seem like too much to bear.
"Business is the same as always, it went well" she makes a quick movement with her hand, dismissing this subject completely. "I'm afraid I don't feel wonderful as you do, but I agree with you, it's good to be back".
"You don't feel well?" you ask, concerned. "Is there something I can do?"
She ponders for a moment. You watch her young face expectantly as she thinks for a whole minute, and your heartbeat quickens at each second. "You may kiss me as a welcome home gesture. That ought to make me feel better" she says coyly, not letting any emotion pass through her pale face. You notice her cheeks are as pale as the rest of her, which means she hasn't had blood yet.
You nod at her request, your heart beating rapidly, and inch closer to her until your legs touch her waist softly. You lean in and hold her pale cheeks with shaky hands then you cover her lips with yours. The kiss is light at the beginning, since you're just taking in the presence of her, and hell it feels good to have her with you again. After a minute she puts pressure in your lips, and you inch even closer, licking her lips until she parts them and lets your tongue inside her mouth. The kiss turns more heated then, and you lose track of how many minutes you spent kissing her, only breaking apart when your lungs hurt from not breathing properly. You gasp a big breath, your face still touching hers, but her hand comes to your hair, and she presses your lips to hers again. She gives you small, but hard, kisses and your breath catches at each time.
Once she stops one of your hands fall from her face (your back hurts at the weird angle you were in, but it's not like you care) to her lap, and with a ragged breath, you blurt out the words before you can stop yourself. "I've missed you, your majesty".
She smiles against your face, a full one, the kind of she only smiles when she's alone with you, and that almost makes you cry with happiness. "Silly, silly Hadley" she teases, putting a little distance between your faces, just enough so you can look at each other's eyes. "It's only been two days". You know she's in a good mood because the smile hasn't left and her hand is caressing your hair softly. She only falls in to romantic patterns when she's feeling good.
"It's enough for me to miss you, your highness" you answer truthfully. She chuckles and pulls you in for another heated kiss. When you part, your back can't take it any longer, so you sit straight to take off the pressure of your muscles. "Does your majesty feel better?" you're bold enough to ask.
She chuckles again, and too sits straight. Her cold hand holds your cheek as she answers, with a smile. "Yes." She eyes you for a full minute, her smile slowly disappearing. Her thumb starts to make circle patterns in your cheek a few seconds before she speaks again. "I've missed you too, darling" she says carefully, as if tasting the words in her tongue. Your breath caughts and you quickly take a deep one, trying not to let the tears fall from your eyes. You fail.
"Silly, silly Hadley" she repeats, cleaning your tears with both of her thumbs. You gulp in, forcing yourself not to let them fall again. "How about I show you how much I've missed you?" she offers. "Would it be acceptable?"
Of fucking course it would. She didn't even have to ask, and she knew that. Queen Sophie-Anne liked games, and she just started one, and since you are her favorite you had to play along. "Yes, of course. Please, your majesty".