A/N: Alright, ages have been requested, and so I'm gonna include them again.
There has been a time jump and Isabella is 16 now and Edward 21 :)
{Chapter 34}
Isabella's long dark hair was being combed and prepared for bed by one of her maid's while Edward was seated in one of the chairs, drinking wine out of a goblet. He was only wearing his trousers, boots, and an undershirt, a state of undress he never was in around others but his wife. The maid, however, had been in the Queen's service since before the wedding, so it wasn't the first time she saw the King in that manner.
Mostly, the maids were forgotten to be in the room, and therefore, many of them heard secrets never meant for others but the officials' ears.
For example, how the King and Queen addressed each other when alone.
"What do you want me to say, Edward? I don't know either. If I'd had my wish, I would have given birth to a son years ago," Isabella said sharply. It wasn't uncommon that the couple quarreled about this particular subject.
"We've been married for over three years! You have been of childbearing age for almost four, and your father said it would take two at the most. You have to understand why that causes me to feel rather suspicious, Isabella," Edward spit back and refilled his goblet.
Isabella's eyes burned as she stared at the image of her husband in the mirror. "Suspicious of what? Of me? What exactly is it you are accusing me of, Your Majesty?"
His title came out like venom and it made Edward turn his head toward her. Then he looked at the maid. "Leave," he simply ordered, and after curtsying, she left hurriedly.