20/4/72
The queen has been doing quite well with her lessons. She now can communicate with the staff in a non-awkward fashion and can also initiate conversations with them. I feel really proud of her and I hope she will continue to be the queen she was destined to be; kind, caring, loving. I've nearly taught her everything she needs to know in order to be a better person already, however she does want to continue seeing me on a regular basis afterwards just for a chat or some tea. I think over time I will be able to connect with her well and not have to worry if I say something out of line like I did earlier today. I told her (as a joke) that I thought she looked very sexy in the outfit she was wearing when I walked in on her the other day and she slapped me across the face and told me never to mention it again. I then apologised and she excused herself a few minutes later.
Lauren came back today and said she didn't get her certificate in cooking because there was an incident with her instructor. Apparently he made a joke about her cooking and she whacked him over the head with a frying pan. He had to have 8 stitches (ouch).
Note to self: Don't agrivate Lauren when it's that time of the month.
22/4/72
Well, we finished our lessons. Boy did the time fly. The queen seems like such a nice woman now. Perhaps she was there all along, but just needed to be set free...
Anyway, to thank me for my help, the queen took me down to the cellar to select a bottle of wine as a gift. It was very dark and dusty down there, but the window allowed for some light to sneak in. I bet if you counted all the bottles in there, there would be about 10,000 all together. It was stacked full of them! She led me to the very back of the cellar and looked up at the top shelf. It seemed she was looking for a certain bottle in particular.
"Ah, there it is."
She pulled one of those sliding ladders that libraries sometimes have over to where the bottle was. She then climbed up the ladder very slowly and took the bottle from the shelf. While she was dusting it off and reading it, I couldn't help but notice she was wearing a skirt and that she was high up on a ladder. Like any male, I couldn't help but look. I don't know why I did it, but I did. She was wearing black panties. Expensive looking black panties. Arousing black panties. Panties I wished would just fall down and let me see what was underneath them. While I was in my trance, she noticed that I was staring and raised an eyebrow, "Looking for anything in particular?"
I shook my head and smiled, "No, your majesty."
I didn't expect her to purposefully drop the bottle in order to get my full attention, but she did and I managed to come to my senses and catch it before it smashed on the ground. She let out a laugh and started descending the ladder. I held out my hand to help her down the last step and thanked her for the bottle. She then thanked me for my help and asked if I would join her for tea the day after tomorrow, so I said I would. We then walked out and said goodbye to each other.
Lauren and I slept in our own rooms tonight. She said she likes to have a night to herself every now and again, which I thought was fine because I like having some nights to myself as well.
I've decided not to drink the bottle of wine; instead I will keep it for a very special occasion. The bottle looks awfully expensive, mainly due to the fact that it reads: 'Moro Frisco, bottled July 1904'
24/4/72
Tea with the queen today. We didn't really have much to talk about, but it was interesting to watch the faces of the maids as they saw me drinking tea with her. They all looked as if a bomb had hit the earth. Her majesty pretty much spent the whole time talking about how fast her sons are growing up. Then she asked me if I had any kids and I replied, "None that I'm aware of."
She laughed at that remark which made me smile. She then asked me if I ever planned to have children and I replied, "Only if I find the right woman."
"Perhaps you haven't been looking hard enough."
"Perhaps not."
She looked into her empty cup and suddenly had a sad expression on her face, "We have a lot in common you know."
I didn't quite understand what she meant by that and I didn't have time to think about it because she stood up and told me that she had a meeting to attend.
Later on, I did my rounds. When I was walking past the king's suite I heard her screaming again. The guards outside the door were once again smiling and trying to contain their laughter. I recognised the king's voice was also coming from the suite, only he wasn't screaming, it sounded if he was trying to shut her up. What I heard was, "Clarisse…will you please try to be a little quieter; the whole palace is probably listening. And you wonder why I don't want to do this very often."
I heard her reply, "So? It's not as if we're doing anything wrong, I mean we're man and wife for heaven's sake. We have two kids! Don't you think everybody knows that we do this by now anyway?"
My eyes widened and I suddenly knew what was going on in there. She wasn't in pain, she was surrounded by extreme pleasure. I continued my rounds and it suddenly occurred to me why the guards outside the door were snickering.
27/4/72
Lauren and I slept in the same bed last night. It was a good thing because I was starting to feel as if I was the only one in the entire world who wasn't getting any. I haven't spoken with the queen lately because she's been busy with her new-found enthusiasm towards the help. She's even started encouraging her sons to talk with them. I know I've said this before but I am very proud of her and of myself for teaching her.
Apparently there is another ball coming up in a week and I've been requested by his majesty to stand at the door and watch for anyone suspicious. This is my first real task as a guard and I'm looking forward to it.
During balls, the two princes are forced to stay in their rooms and entertain the children of the guests. I presume they just sit in there and play their instruments or study or participate in educational activities because not many rich parents allow their children to waste time with fun stuff. They must be strictly educational.
This ball is called the "King's Banquet." It's one of those ones where they dance and have a huge feast of gourmet food. It's going to be interesting to stand at the door and watch the dancing. There's going to be a live orchestra too, so listening to that should keep me occupied in the event of my getting bored. I'm looking forward to seeing what her majesty will be wearing. The dress she wore to the GAIDB was so elegant and so sexy…
Lauren will be in there once again serving appetisers and drinks, so I should be able to socialise with her at some stage. Maybe we could even dance together just like in my fantasy. Of course we wouldn't be allowed to dance until the party was over, but it would still be fun.
Tomorrow I must listen to Paul go over the security details for the ball. He has to tell us where we need to stand and what we should be looking out for. That should be fun…not.