by Celia Crown
I answer without another thought, “Yes.”
She didn’t expect me to say that and stutters nervously, “I-I was just kidding, Daddy.”
“I’m not.” my face remains uninterested in her fretting, she’s worrying too much that I’m getting concerned over the baby growing in her womb.
“I can’t rule your kingdom, Daddy!” she squeals in panic, “What if I run the nation down to the ground or we go poor? I’ve never managed money before or told anyone what to do!”
I take the crown from her head, guiding her to the bed with my hand on the small of her back. I drop the crown onto the vanity table, a strong metal clinging hits my ears as I steer her to the bed.
She sits on the bed with a tired huff and whines while rubbing her swollen stomach to ease the straining from the weight that’s been pulling on her back. The only reason why I know all those things is because doctors have been feeding me knowledge and I keep up with a lot of reading when I have time.
I lift her up to swing her feet onto the bed, taking the pillows to pile onto her back. She murmurs her gratitude and leans into my touch on her cheek. I take a seat near her and comb through her messy hair, one thing I notice about her is that sometimes she would forget to brush the bird’s nest from her head on mornings and she would walk around with the brightest smile that distracts everyone from the mess laying on her head.
Can’t say I blame them for being so immersed by her beauty. I would just lay in bed with her all day if I wished, but I have duties to attend to when she gets absorbed into her readings at the private library that I had it built for her.
She milked my cock for all its worth to thank me. I might have filled her library with the newest addition of books with the genre she gravitates towards, I am not admitting to the aftermath when she finds out and thanks me again.
“Daddy, you should rest too.” she tugs on my black shirt, eyes wide with expectancy.
“I have more matters to attend to,” I argue rather futilely.
Mina pouts, lacing our fingers together with the intention of keeping me here. “Daddy comes first, then King.”
The matter with the North and their commander is only calming down as I have had their commander held in captive for the last five months. Mina has no idea what I have been doing with her biological father, she thinks he had gone back to the North.
I only let him go after I have ingrained into his head that Mina will not be a bargaining chip and that he has messed with the wrong man. The North was infuriated that I kept one of their men as a prisoner, but I was not afraid that they will attack us as we have an army much more powerful than their weak offense and even more pathetic defense barriers.
I had three rules: the commander is to never contact Mina again and he is not her father, the North keeps to themselves, and they will not utter a word about what I have done to their commander.
One rule gets broken, and they will have a war that will annihilate their territories.
“Yes, yes, Daddy. Come, come.” Mina moves to the side and pats the spot she was in.
I chuckle at her wording.
She repeats, “Daddy comes first, then King. It’s the new motto, and you have to follow it.”
Taking her hips, I move her between my legs and close my arms around her. I rest my hands over hers as she tenderly rubs her bump. Tranquility rush over me and I kiss the top of her head, breathing in her sweet scent that calms that raging and pacing beast in me that longs for her honeyed essence more than blood.
“Little girl comes first, then Queen.”
Finale
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