29/5/72

She came again last night and a couple of other nights last week, discreetly entering my room and climbing into my bed as if it were natural.

As usual, tonight there were no words spoken, nor were there any required. She stayed there all night and left before I woke up, leaving me once again to ponder if she had really even been there in the first place or if I was just dreaming.

Once again when I met with her later on, she didn't mention anything about having slept in my room, nor did I. She just asked me how I was and what I'd been up to, what the new evacuation route was in case we needed to escape from something like a fire or a terrorist attack.

She must still be fighting with the king because I figured that he is the main reason she comes to me at night. I know all couples are supposed to have their differences, but this is ridiculous. I would seriously like to have a word with him about this, but I don't particularly want to lose my job for sticking my nose where it doesn't belong, nor do I want to betray Clarisse by telling him that she sleeps with me (well not sleeps with me sleeps with me, sleeps beside me).

The king has called for a meeting with me tomorrow over breakfast. He didn't say what it was about or for how long he wished to talk, he just asked me to meet him at 6:30am in the gazebo.

30/5/72

Oh my god he knows!

I just went for tea with him and he said he knows.

"Know what?" I asked.

Then he replied, "That my wife sneaks into your room at night and doesn't come out until four in the morning."

"How do you know that?"

"The maids know everything."

"Sir I am so sorry, but I can assure you that no indecent behaviour goes on, we don't even speak to each other! She just needs a shoulder to cry on sometimes and I seem to be the only…"

"Joseph I didn't summon you here to ask for your life story, I merely wanted to discuss her with you."

"Oh?"

"I understand that my wife gets upset often and that she can't always come to me for comfort or support, so I'm giving you my blessing to talk to her and help her see the sense in things – it saves me doing it, even though any attempt I do make to comfort her seems to blow up in my face."

"So what you're saying is that you don't mind her coming to me for support?"

"For support, no. Unless there's something else going on…?"

"No, I can assure you there isn't."

"I believe you, I suppose I'd be able to hear if there was something else going on anyway if you know what I'm saying?"

"As much as it disturbs me to say so, I do."

"Haha. Now, the reason I called you here today…"

"If I may say so, sir?"

"Yes?"

"If you took the time to sort out your differences with your wife and hold her in your arms once in a while, then I'm sure she wouldn't need to come to me."

"I'm sure that's true, Joseph, but I just don't have the time. It's always work, work, work here, I never get a moment to myself."

"How in the world did you ever manage to find the time to attend your own wedding?"

"I didn't have as many responsibilities back then."

"I see."

"Joseph, the reason I summoned you here this morning is to talk about sleeping arrangements. It has been brought to my attention that you are the one who is in charge of my wife's safety and that your room is on the floor below her and on the opposite side of the palace."

"That is true, sir. What are you trying to say?"

"You have to move closer to her. Baxter's old room is unoccupied, so you can take refuge there. It's already furnished and it's at least twice as big as the one you're in now, all you have to do is get your stuff and move in."

"Oh, when?"

"As soon as possible. Take the morning off and do it if it suits you."

"Alright, thankyou sir."

"No worries."

"Oh, would you mind not mentioning our little conversation to your wife? I don't want her to think I've been going behind her back."

"Of course, we wouldn't want to end your friendship with her now would we?"

"No, sir. Thankyou sir."

After the meeting, I went to share my news with Lauren. She seemed happy that she gets to sleep in a decent sized room for a change. She offered to help me move into it, but I declined her help because I didn't want her to find anything she may have thought of as incriminating. I met Clarisse while I was carrying the last of my things into the room and she asked me what was going on. I told her about the new arrangements and she inquired as to why she hadn't been told. I said that I wanted to give her the news in person to prevent her from yelling at Rupert for not telling her.

She asked me if I was going to start following her around after I'd finished unpacking and I told her that I'd meet her in the garden for a stroll later on.

It was a pretty uneventful stroll, but I didn't exactly have anything better to do and I did enjoy her company.

She still seems unhappy about losing her baby, but she'll get over that in time and I'll be there to help her every step of the way.

I quite like my new room and so does Lauren of course. The only fault is that it smells funny and I have to leave the windows open all night to air it out. It's quite chilli in there, but I have Lauren to keep me warm as well as my blankets. I haven't been able to sleep yet though, which is mainly due to the fact that I can never get to sleep easily if I've just moved into a new room. I think it's because of the fact that there are new surroundings and this smell is driving me crazy. The best way to describe the smell is cigar smoke mixed with old-man stench and the worst possible smelling aftershave. I can imagine the king's suite smells quite the same.

1/6/72

As soon as it hit 12am this morning Lauren pinched my arm and then punched it shortly after. I asked her what was going on and she said, "Duh, it's the first day of the month!"

I then realised that it was indeed the 1st of June so I gave her a hit and a kick for being so quick. She then started a smacking contest and we found ourselves naked and sweating within 5 minutes.

I kept my eye on the door the whole time just in case Clarisse decided to walk in. Luckily she didn't – that could have been embarrassing not only for me, but for her as well. Lauren wouldn't have minded, she probably would have suggested she join in (god I loathe her sometimes).

Today I decided to go to the downtown market with Lauren in order to buy some new underwear. She suggested that I purchase a few thongs because according to her they're a real turn on. I suggested the same to her, but she said that she didn't like the idea of having something wedged up her behind all day. I told her that I didn't like the idea either, so I purchased some black briefs. They weren't fancy 2000 pounds a pair ones like Clarisse wears, they were plain black ones that only cost 12 pounds for 30. Lauren decided to get some also. They were fancier than mine, but they cost a lost more.

Enough about underwear, I took my usual walk with Clarisse when I got back and told her about my new underwear. She was blushing the whole time I was speaking and trying not to laugh – so immature, but I love her.

She hasn't come to see me in my new room yet…I wonder why? Honestly I do!

Well, it's a good thing anyway since Lauren's been in there practically every night. Speaking of night, it's time to go to bed.

OMG! There was a Julie Andrews movie on the t.v today called "One Special Night", so I taped it incase it was good and it was. It was pretty boring though, but I thought it was sweet because I like old-people romance. There was this line in the movie which I thought was really cool so I'm going to eventually put it in one of my stories. And there was this brief scene where she was in bed calling herself a stupid idiot and I thought it was hilarious. There was also a scene where she wasn't wearing make-up! That was a first. Might I say she looks terribly old without it. Anyway, I suggest watching that movie. I'll probably watch it again when I go to bed because I can't usually get to sleep until like 4am and it's 3 now so…yeah.

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