THE THIRD CHILD
The queen had been in bed chamber. Her bedroom was connected to the suite that she shared with the king. Joseph, the queen's bodyguard had gone to bed also. He was in belief that his queen and best friend was safe and well in her bedchamber.
Clarisse and Joseph were more than friends, and they both had special feelings for each other. Even so they each kept their feelings for each other to themselves. Neither one new the depths of love the other one felt. Oh there was the lingering looks, the electricity that passed between them when they touched in anyway. The warm feeling Clarisse felt when Joseph kissed her hand or with his hand on her back guiding her through some function to an exit. Even so both knew they could not do anything about their feelings. She was married and had two princes to King Rupert. So they needed to hide their feelings, and never let the other one know their feelings.
That evening before retiring Queen Clarisse and King Rupert had an extremely tense argument over Rupert's mistress'. Rupert had several mistress' that passed through the palace many times a week. The queen knew about them. It was not a secret that Rupert tried to even keep from Clarisse. Clarisse usually ignored and got used to it, but when he brought in a girl around 16 years of age. Clarisse went wild. "Rupert, she is almost the same age as our grandaughter," screamed Clarisse. "So, she meets my needs and gladly," said Rupert sarcastically. Rupert was also at his boiling point 'what right does she have to say anything I am the King,' thought Rupert. With that Clarisse stormed out of the room and up to her bedchamber. Joseph followed her up to her door which was his usual ritual.
Joseph, I need to talk to you. Will you please come in for a minute," asked Clarisse pleading. "Yes, your majesty," said Joe. "That man makes me so upset. I cannot believe how immoral he can be," said Clarisse. "Clarisse, I am your friend. I wish there was something to say. An answer to give, but I have none. I am so sorry Clarisse," said Joe as he walked up to her and hugged her tightly. As Joe hugged her, Clarisse began to sob uncontrollably. He comforted her as best he could for awhile. Clarisse pulls back from Joseph, and looks deep into his eyes. That is when a sudden impulse took over. She kissed him long and with desire. Joe didn't want it to ever stop. All of a sudden realization hit Joseph. He was the first to pull away. "I am uh…uh…so sorry your majesty. I feel like I took ad…advantage of you," said Joe. "I need to go," he says as he makes a quick exit. Clarisse stood their thinking. That was really dumb Clarisse. You have scared him away now, and I really think he was enjoying the kiss. God, I hope I have not lost my best friend.
King Rupert in the mean time was in his office drinking some scotch. His temper was swelling as the booze was going down. 'She thinks she has the right to judge; because she is my wife,' thought Rupert. 'She has never loved me and feels no obligation to the country anymore since we have to heirs. Well tonight we will see about that.' He kept drinking as he thought out his plan for Clarisse tonight.