Imperial Domesticity: Childhood friends and first loves
Or little snippets of Judithâs life through the years. Her life with her friends and with the boy sheâd eventually marry. In honour of our most lovely Calliope, letâs show their first babyâs life.
Judith was born into the most beautiful palace within the continent, the tasteful opulence dripped from every inch of the palace, when it was being rebuilt following the chaos of the Lailaâs attack, her father, the Emperor, had it redesigned with her motherâs tastes in mind. And her mother eventually, through the years sheâd lived there, even as a weekend tenant, designed the palace to her heartâs content.
When she was born, her Mama and Papa kept her close for the first few days before they grudgingly moved her to the Crown Princessâ palace. A palace that then simply became the palace of the imperial children. Their palace hadnât been redone structurally, but her mother had it renovated, it was done with so much love and with the idea that it would be a child occupying it.
Her fatherâs former palace had been done formally, for one of his status and rank but it was done so in a way that was both opulent and austere, everything was rich and beautiful, but also it seemed bare and impersonal. But Judithâs room, her siblings' rooms, it was none of that.
Mama and Papa had worked hard to make it a place where she could grow up in peace, happiness, safety, and love. There was nothing barred from her, though Mama had set limits on her at times, or disciplined her when she, or her siblings, had gotten a bit too rowdy. And her parents had ensured that they would be surrounded by only the nice things of the world, a slow, gradual introduction to the real world was had only through the charity events her mother would host, or the Imperial tour they would take every few years.
Every aspect of their lives was carefully watched, the enemies her parents made, great and varied in its strength and influence. And one such aspect was the close circle of friends sheâd had from early in her life. In the absence of her siblings, as the first, she had been the sole focus of her parents' devotion and adoration. Of her grandfather and unclesâ doting ways.
And her friends were no different. They always paid special care and attention to her, always conscious of how they acted, weary of having anything happen to Judith, as though one scrape on her knee was the end of the world. Papa, grandpa, and her uncles certainly acted like it, but Mamaâs words had been, no bleeding, internal or external, no concussions, no broken bones or fractures, then she was fine.
Mama was definitely the one who was more practical, even if she was the more fearful between her parents, her worries filled with the tragedies and traumas she had faced as a child, the horrors that her papa had told her about from his own childhood.
So yes, Judith and her siblings grew up sheltered and loved.
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From her earliest memories, they were always there. James, Llewelyn, and Esmeray. The three of them were the children of his fatherâs aide, Sir Cedric Porter and his wife, Professor Marianne Porter. James had been three and a half years older, Llewelyn or Llewy was two years older, and Esmeray was just a few months her senior.
James took responsibility for the three of them who followed him around like ducklings, though she had definitely bossed all three porter siblings around a lot too. Esme had been her most constant companion, the one she told her secrets to. James was her big brother, the one who was conscientious, always had a handkerchief on him to wipe away the crumbs and the jam from her face before doing the same to his siblings.
But it was Llewy who was like her knight. Her most constant and fiercest defender. Even when they played pretend. Llewy would always come to her rescue from the dread pirate Esmeray and her first mate Peg leg James. Though Judy would usually have escaped by then and would hide, laughing while she watched them scramble about looking for her.
It was always a race to see who would hug her first, Esme and Llewy tripping and pushing each other to get to her.
It was a childhood spent in bliss, enhanced by the arrival of Roxanna and her other siblings.
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Gradually though, Llewy and James became busy, they all did, as lessons had begun to take over their days.
âDo you need any help with your lessons, Princess?â Llewy asked from where he sat across from her in the library of the Crown Princessâ palace.
âJust a bit, this problem is a bit hard.â She said, little flutterings in her heart at the smile he gave her.
Esme huffed. âI noticed you didnât ask me if I needed help.â
âDo you?â Llewy asked rudely.
âHmph.â
âBe nice to each other.â James said tiredly from where he sat, reading to Roxanna and Diana.
Esme raised a brow at her, making a disgusted face at what sheâd no doubt seen on Judithâs face. She knew of her not-so-secret crush on her brother. Really though, was there any man as perfect as Llewelyn Porter?
He was handsome, from the chestnut curls heâd inherited from his mother to the green eyes his father possessed, the handsome face was a perfect blend between his two parents.
Judith just smiled at her best friend.
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When Judith was eleven, dignitaries from a tributary kingdom arrived. She heard whispers, a lot of them. None of them good. All were about the Princess Bianchi who was said to be throwing herself shamelessly at Servant.
âWhat does that mean?â She asked James.
James had a sour look at her question. âItâs nothing to worry about Princess, only know that woman will never be anywhere as good as you or your sisters.â
She felt like she was missing something.
A few weeks later, she found out what kind of woman the other princess truly was.
She discovered it through the heartache of tears brought about by her cruel words that dug deep into her heart and mind.
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Esme came to comfort her first.
âYouâre nothing like what that horrible woman said you are. In fact⊠that woman wasnât even a woman⊠sheâs a⊠sheâs a hag! A horrible, warty, flea ridden, hag!â She declared. âAnd her breath stunk so bad all the flowers died when she breathed on them. And she had smelly feet!â
Judith giggled as she listened to her friend rant and rave about the woman as they drank tea in her room. Cookies and sweets piled high in front of them. Melon sherbet would be served later.
Esmeâs jokes and name calling kept up.
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While James was tutoring her, he patted her head.
âPrincess, no matter what, you are a wonderful person, someone truly special and amazing.â He told her.
His smile was warm and sincere.
She knew what he was talking about. She smiled. âI know, Iâm perfect.â She said in mock arrogance, tossing her hair.
âWell, I wouldnât say that. Iâd say Esme is perfect.â
âLies!â She teased.
âTruth!â He called back with a grin.
âThank you, Sir Porter.â
He blushed. âPlease stop, your highness.â
âOnly if you call me by name again.â
ââŠâ
âThen I take it, Sir Porter shall remain as thus.â
Judith knew that her surrogate brother was embarrassed by the fact that everyone kept congratulating him for becoming a knight at such a young age.
âHowâs Lady Greere?â
The blush deepened. âIâve no idea who or what youâre talking about.â
âOh?â
âBut if I did, I would say, youâd probably have seen her more recently than I.â
Lady Tabitha Greere was the fourteen-year-old daughter of Count Greere, a modestly wealthy noble from the countryside. She had come here for a small season, as the first Princess born into the Imperial family in⊠forever, she was hosting tea parties and gatherings with the younger ladies not yet out for all of them to experience what a season would look like. And it was also a way for her to expand her social circle and build her entourage and find her ladies in waiting.
Esme was at the top, of course. Next was Lady Tabitha. The older girl had caught Jamesâ eye on first meeting, a sweet and mischievous girl not afraid of getting dirty given her life in the countryside. She fit in well with her and Esme. And both Porter siblings approved of their tentative sister-in-law.
Tentative because it was likely she wouldnât become one if James didnât get his act together. His default was either stuttering awkwardly around her, being clumsy, or shutting down and becoming some sort of stoic statue trying to act as a human, it was as though the muscles of his face forgot how to move. It left the poor lady thinking sheâd done something to anger him, which they had to reassure her wasnât the truth.
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Llewy didnât say anything for awhile. He merely frowned at her from time to time and it hurt. She thought he had believed what that woman had said about Judith being an abomination. But no. He came to her one day, upset.
âWhy are you hiding your wings?â
âWhat?â
âYour wings? Why are you hiding them?â He demanded. âIs it because of what that woman said? Because that was complete and utter falsity.â
Judith bowed her head. âDo you think so? Youâre not disgusted by my wings?â
âDis⊠disgusted? What? Why would I be disgusted by it?!? I think theyâre very pretty!â He declared loudly. âI think every part of you is pretty!â He blurted out immediately before he covered his mouth.
âYou think Iâm pretty? Really?â She asked. Seizing the opening and grabbing on to his hands, pulling him closer.
His strength born from his knightâs training was nothing compared to the dragonâs blood and she had easily maneuvered him close.
He swallowed audibly. âWell, yes, of course. I think youâre the prettiest girl Iâve ever seen. Like ever.â
She couldnât help it, her cheeks felt heated and she fought hard not to avert her eyes bashfully. She smiled at him. âThank you. It means a lot to me that you donât find me disgusting.â
âAs if I ever could.â
And then Judy did something she knew she would never regret. She leaned close and kissed him on the cheek.
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âJudy and Llewy sitting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g.â Roxy sang as she teased her sister quietly over teatime.
âBy the dragon, stop it Roxy!â She said as she tried to kick her little sister under the table.
âIs Llewy going to be our big brother?â Diana asked. Her five-year-old little sister looked at her with gleaming eyes.
âWhat?â She asked, startled. âNo⊠what?â
âMy, my.â Esme said teasingly. âIt seems the Small Sun of the Empire is stuttering and at a loss for words. I wonder if my brother would be called the Empireâs moon after the wedding?â
Judy stuttered. âUhh⊠why are you guys saying this?â
âYouâre not exactly discreet, your highness.â Tabitha said genially as she sipped her tip with a gentle smile. The picture of regality that had her eyeing her tea and her surroundings. Her lady in waiting had two modes on her, elegant lady and raggedy ruffian trouble making country bumpkin. Those two werenât always mutually exclusive. Not even close. Sometimes she used the face of the noble lady to prank you to high heavens and get away scot free.
Judy and her sisters could only get away because their father could never punish them. No, their doting father had never once scolded them or gotten angry at them. The only times sheâd seen him angry was when someone said or tried anything on her, or her sisters, or their mother but Mama was fierce and often took care of herself.
âIâll have you know, Iâm the epitome of discreet.â
âNo, you arenât.â Mamaâs voice rang out from behind them. They all turned around in surprise as she arrived with the twins in her arms.
âMama!â She and her sisters called out in delight while Tabby and Esme stood up immediately and curtsied in greeting.
She waved them back to their seats with a fond smile. âItâs a wonder your father hasnât caught on yet. But Iâve seen firsthand how deep fathers can go into denial when it comes to their daughterâs romantic lives.â
A chair was immediately set up for Mama and two highchairs placed on either side of her for Selene and Sophia. They were given little cups of juice that they drank carefully while Tabby served Mama personally.
Judy bent her head down and then looked up at her Mama shyly. âYou wonât tell Servant right?â
âOh, I doubt your father would even believe me. He thinks you too young to have any such interests.â She said with a mischievous smile. âBesides, heâs remained ignorant for this long, letâs see how long he could live on in denial. Consider this a harmless secret between us girls. So long as nothing transpires between the two of you, there isnât really anything to tell.â
She smiled at her Mama.
âThat being said, Llewelyn Porter is a fine young man, and a boon when it comes to paperwork, just like his father. You certainly could do worse than a man like that as Prince consort. Heâd do his duties admirably. And if he truly is as wise as he seems to be, then heâd love you truly and honestly for who you are and not for what you bring to the marriage.â
âSo, you approve of him?â Judy checked.
Mama frowned. âI do. But Judy, no, girls⊠donât marry someone for my approval or your fatherâs. If heâs an honest young man who loves you dearly and is willing to work hard to stand by your side and help you in all your endeavours. If heâs willing to stand the scrutiny for the honour and great blessing to hold you and call himself your husband, then thatâs enough for your father and I.â
âEven if we ran off with a woman?â Roxy asked. âOr a farmer?â
âWhy not both.â Mama said dryly but her face was soft. âEven then. We want you all to be happy and safe. Thatâs something your father and I promised from the first moment we discovered we were going to be parents. We want you to be able to live your lives in happiness and love, no matter how hard we have to work to make that come true.â
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Just a few months after that conversation, they all nearly lost Mama and Servant. The air around the palace was tense and anxious as they waited to see if Mama would get better, if her fever would break and her delirium would be gone. Servant stayed by her side the entire time, apologizing to Mama or bringing them to see her and their new baby brother. She couldnât understand fully, not then, why everyone glanced at her Papa as though he were going to drop dead too.
But it scared her.
Was she going to lose them both?
And there were whispers going around the palace because a son had been born. There were whispers that Judith was going to lose her place. But she didnât care about that. No. What she wanted was for Mama and her Servant Emperor Papa to be okay.
âYour parents are stubborn people, especially your mother, she wonât just give up like this. Not when you children need her.â Uncle Reynold said, reassuring them.
Grandpa came to stay at the palace for the next few days. Arranging everything for them. Uncle Derrick was busy running around squashing any and all rumours. Uncle John left his own countryside estate with Aunty Alice came stone faced and ready to squash any gossip.
One day, it became too much for Judith and she went to the fountain in the middle of the maze trying to get away from talks of succession and battles for the throne, of funerals and coronations.
âI thought Iâd find you here, your highness.â Llewy said as he approached her with a worried smile.
âIâm not in the mood to talk right now, Llewy.â
âAlright. So letâs not talk. Iâll just sit here so you know you arenât alone.â
And he did.
He sat there for hours in silence until she began to cry, and after receiving her permission to hug her, he did so. He rubbed soothing circles around her back, made no promises except to say she wasnât alone.
âIâll support you no matter what, Princess.â He said.
âAnd how are you going to do that?â
âIâm fifteen now.â He reminded her, not that sheâd forgotten. âAnd I can now legally take the Imperial Aideâs exam.â
âAre you going to?â
âI am.â
She knew her father had scrapped the original exam and made it so much harder the older she got.
âYou⊠youâd do that for me?â
He scoffed. âHavenât we all talked about what roles weâd play when we got older? Why do you think Iâve been so busy the last few years. Iâve had to learn everything from mastering warfare and statecraft. I certainly wouldnât have done that for a stranger.â
âThank you.â
She smiled at the knowledge that she truly wasnât alone.
And then a maid came running in telling her that her motherâs fever had broken and she was conscious and lucid. Judith stood up and said her goodbyes before running to her Mama.
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âYou mustâve been so worried.â Mama said as she cried in her arms. âIâm sorry baby.â
âItâs alright Mama.â She assured her mother. âWhereâs servant?â
âDealing with the noisy people your grandfather told us about. The ones who dare question your position as his heir.â
âOh.â Judith really hadnât thought much about the implications of suddenly having a brother, too worried about her mother to actually care about something that seemed so trivial and insignificant. Because it was her brother that was born, and her Mama who was sick. But it turned out it was actually a big enough of a ruckus that Servant dealt with it as soon as Mama was better.
âItâs alright, Sweetheart. Leave everything up to your Papa and I.â
Judith was quiet for a bit. âI donât really mind if I donât become Empress.â She confessed. âAs long as I have our family, thatâs all that matters to me.â
Mama gave her a gentle and warm smile. âWeâll do everything to make sure you and your siblings have everything you deserve and want. The happiness of our children is all that matters to your father and I. Just smile and let us take care of everything.â
The door swung open, and Servant entered, the twins were in his arms, Roxy and Diana were walking beside him. Their smiles wide when it fell on the two of them. They ran into the room immediately.
Just as Servant placed the twins on the bed, the bells rang. The announcement of her baby brotherâs birth and Mamaâs recovery no doubt spreading.
âDonât worry about those flies, Iâve swatted them away and clipped their wings.â Servant said with a grin. âHave you let her officially meet her brother yet?
Mama laughed. âNot yet. I wanted to wait until everyone was all here.â
Judith had glimpsed her baby brother here and there over the last few days but had never gotten a good look, too focused on her mother than anything else. And even now, the baby was asleep in a bassinet on the other side of the bed.
Servant went to the bassinet and picked the baby up, walking back carefully to place the baby in Mamaâs arms. They all leaned forward and realized something.
âHeâs not blonde.â Diana burst out.
âPinky pink.â Sophia said pointing at the hair.
âLike Mama.â Selene agreed.
âHuh.â Roxy said squinting and tilting her head different angles.
Judith stared on in amazement. âFor some reason, I thought heâd look like us.â
âHad to be a first time for everything.â Servant said. âMeet your baby brother, Prince Nicholas Regulus.â
She smiled, letting the name roll around on her tongue as she repeated it quietly. She committed his features to memory, remembering all the other times her parents had done this, letting her meet her younger siblings. âHi Nick! Iâm your big sister. The biggest sister here. And Iâm going to take good care of you. I promise.â
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On her fourteenth birthday, she stood dressed in a white and red dress, a diamond and emerald encrusted tiara on her head as she sat with her sisters. The twins and Nick too young to attend, so the three of them stared on in excitement, watching as Mama and Servant danced around before Mama stepped back and motioned for her to join Servant on the dance floor.
Grandpa bowed to Mama and asked her for a dance while Roxy danced with Uncle Derrick, and Diana got Uncle Reynold.
âAre you enjoying yourself, Judy?â Servant asked.
Judith smiled at her father and decided sheâd give him this one. âYes, I am. Thank you so much Papa.â
His eyes widened and his grin was warm and wide before he twirled her around and pulled her back to him.
âYou and your sisters are just as beautiful as your mother.â Servant said fondly. âMy precious treasures.â
âAnd Nick too.â She said, reminding him.
âOf course, Nick too.â He agreed easily. âBut I say this now because you and your sisters are getting older and some pests have already started buzzing around, trying to get at my treasures. Donât worry, your father will take care of them. Enjoy your youth and donât worry about those troublesome people. Let me know if they bother you and Iâll make sure to have the Imperial exterminator enhances pest control.â
âWhat?â She was completely lost.
Servant chuckled and the song came to an end. He gave her a kiss on the forehead. âItâs not important sweetheart.â
She was swarmed with well-wishers and it took her awhile to sneak away. Her eyes sought out her friends and she caught sight of Esme talking to a lordling. There was a blush on her face. She decided to leave her alone for now. James and Tabitha were on the dance floor, surprisingly. Jamesâ movements were a bit stiff, his cheeks slightly red from what she could see with the enhanced vision of the regulus family.
And then she found Llewy with Gregory Markham. They were deep in conversation, a smile on their faces. She sighed and walked towards them. Gregory, her once gangly and awkward looking friend was really growing into his own. Vibrant red hair and grey eyes, the young knight was the son of the Captain of the Imperial Guards, Leon Markham who was Servantâs childhood friend and one of his most trusted people. The son of the Baroness Eloise Markham, who had been Servantâs former nanny and the head maid of the palace. She was now long retired to the countryside.
Gregory had been a frequent visitor to the palace, but he lived primarily in the country estate with his grandmother and grandfather when he was young. Still, he was among the inner circle that she and her sisters kept. As she got closer, she heard the two of them discussing the merits of certain sword lengths.
âI prefer longer swords.â She threw in. âGives you more of a reach.â
The two immediately bowed to her, congratulating her on her birthday before quickly drawing her in to the conversation that they all knew too well.
âShall we spar again soon, Princess?â Gregory asked happily.
âHow about the day after tomorrow?â She asked. Her father had taught her to wield a sword when she was small, just as heâd done with her sisters. He trusted no one but himself to teach them properly.
In the end, Greg left them alone. Making his way happily towards the food.
She watched him go with a smile. âThere goes our resident glutton.â
âItâs a wonder he hasnât turned into a ball. I was certain with the amount he eats, weâd be rolling him around by now.â Llewy said dryly.
The two of them shared matching grins before they snickered. Watching as a lady came close to Greg, posing and addressing him. He paused from his perusal of foods and stared at her blankly before he grinned and pointed her on.
The lady left dejected.
âDo you think itâll ever occur to him that the lady was trying to flirt with him?â She asked.
âNo, not likely. Whichever poor woman he marries would have to lead him firmly to that conclusion, otherwise, theyâd be wed with children before he realized he was even in a relationship with someone.â
âSo⊠basically what happened between his mother and father then.â She stated, remembering her fatherâs constant teasing of Sir Markham.
âI suppose history repeats itself.â
They fell into a comfortable silence. âHow goes the exams?â She asked.
âIt goes.â Llewy said tiredly. âThe final round should be finished sometime next week.â
âThen weâll know if youâve become my aide or not by the monthâs end.â
Llewy nodded. âIf not, then youâd still have James as an Aide, at least. And Esme as a lady in waiting.â
âI still want the complete set of Porters.â
He snorted. âYour highness is as greedy as always.â
âWhat do you expect? Iâm a dragon.â
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A few weeks later, Esme runs past her in tears. Despite their best efforts, no one can get her to explain why sheâs been crying or why sheâs locked herself in her room. Judith spends hours at a time talking to her through the door or singing songs just to let her know she was out there.
When she does finally resurface, somethingâs changed. Sheâs still sweet. Sheâs still mischievous. But she no longer tolerates or entertains the young lords. Sheâs put a boundary between men and herself.
She remembers the lordling from her birthday, the same one Esme had taken to walking with around the gardens. Esme walks away from him when he tries to approach, ignores his pleas, and stares at him coldly. Itâs not hard to see that this was all because of him. She remembered him as Jeremy Dionne.
Judith also looks at him with contempt. Gives him the cut. And doesnât question her friendâs decision.
One day though, she finds out.
âIt would be better if we could get past Lady Porter altogether and get to one of the princesses.â One of the lordlings grumbled.
Young Lord Dionne, grunted. âI tried Lady Porter but it seems she got smart. If I canât become the Emperor by marrying the Crown Princess, then being the husband of the Princessâ most trusted friend would be the next best thing. But it seems she caught on somehow.â
Judithâs blood boiled in anger at these young men. She wanted to tear them apart but decided against it. She spun on her heals and stalked off to find someone.
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Esme was with her mother at the moment, helping out with sorting all of her research materials. That was a good thing, despite Judithâs earlier boredom, because she had called in those closest to her friend.
In the room, Tabby, James, Llewy, Roxy, Diana, and Greg sat. They were just as red faced and angry as she was. Or⊠well⊠James and Llewy looked as though they were about to commit murder.
âWhat are you thinking, Judy?â Roxy asked her.
She smiled viciously. âIâm going to make them cry.â
âTabby, get me as much frogs and bugs as you can. Take Diana and Greg with you.â She said.
âJames, Llewy, I need you to build somethings for this.â
âRoxy, gossip, make it bad and scandalous, but make it true.â
Roxy nodded. âFind and spread blackmail then.â
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In the aftermath, several young lords had retired from the social season in disgrace.
âThank you, Your Highness.â Esme said while they read books under an apple blossom tree.
She raised her eyes from the riveting novel to turn to her friend. âHmm? What are you thanking me for?â She asked. âI didnât do anything.â
âStill⊠thank you.â
Judy hugged Esme with one arm. âDonât mention it. Youâre my sister too. I have to watch out for you. Even if you are older.â
âOlder but not wiser.â
âDefinitely not.â She agreed.
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Judith began to understand what her father meant by flies when she turned fifteen and the suitors came out in full. It had been on her birthday, and seemingly a repeat of her fourteenth. Except it wasnât.
Judith was surrounded as soon as she finished her dance with Servant but Grandpa came to the rescue securing the next set, then Uncle Derrick and Uncle Reynold. The Porter boys followed their father with Llewy being the last to dance with her.
âIf I say I hate how they surround you so, what would you say to me?â Llewy asked.
Judy looked at him in confusion. âWho?â
Llewy looked at her, face straight, eyes serious. âThe lordlings.â
âAnd why does it bother you?â She asked, needing, wanting, to hear his answer.
âIt just does.â
âYouâre going to have to tell me why so I can understand. It doesnât bother James or Greg, so why does it bother you?â She prompted.
âBecause it makes my blood boil to see the way they look at you, my skin feels tight like Iâm about to explode at any moment with unfathomable rage and a desire to tear out their eyes to stop them from looking at you. To cut off their tongues before they can use it for meaningless words of platitudes and compliments that are as hollow as an empty jar. Before their glances can turn your head and their touches can even graze you.â He said before he sighed as though his mind cleared. âBut it isnât my place, Iâm naught but an aide, an old friend sure, but an aide nonetheless.â
He bowed his head apologetically. âPlease donât trouble yourself with my words and forgive me, Princess.â
And then the song ended, and they bowed to one another, and he turned away, walking into the crowd before she could catch him.
It took her the better part of an hour before she was able to find him again. He was out in the balcony with Greg, who was handing him a glass of wine. The sixteen-year-olds were talking seriously, Greg seemed to be trying to cheer him up. She stepped through the door and the two of them immediately fell silent.
âIâll leave the two of you alone.â Greg said before he bowed and walked away hastily.
The silence was awkward and thick, but Llewy didnât seem inclined to breaking it. Judy decided she may as well do it.
âWhat you said, I didnât want to forget it.â She said. âBut do you understand what you feel? Why you feel that way? And what it sounds like? Because that sounds like youâre jealous.â
âAnd what if I am?â He muttered. âWould that be so bad?â
âNo. Not from you. But do you understand why youâre jealous?â
âI do.â
âAnd?â
âItâs not important, Princess.â He insisted.
Judy frowned. âIt is, itâs very important because your answer dictates what will happen next.â
âI donât want to destroy what we have now.â
âYou canât know that without even trying. Iâd rather not live this one life in regret.â She said. âSo let me decide how Iâd react and respond, donât make such decisions for me.â
âYes, Your Highness.â Llewy said before he took a large gulp of the wine. âI like you Princess, as more than a friend and not at all like a sister. I like you as a woman, as a man who likes women. I always have. From all the way back to our childhood.â
Judy smiled. âWhat a coincidence, I like you too.â And before he could reply, a grin just forming on his face, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Judy decided that her fifteenth birthday was the best sheâd had yet.
Eventually, they parted, breathless and with matching smiles, cheeks-tinged red. âWow.â She said.
âWow.â He agreed. They sighed again before they righted themselves. âYou should head back, Princess. Iâm sure everyoneâs looking for the star of the nightâs festivities. Iâll follow after you to throw off suspicion.â
She nodded and with a last lingering glance, she walked out the door, only to be greeted by the sight of Greg and Esme talking to one another, casually blocking the balcony doors with the curtains drawn to hide them. Greg entered the door sheâd just left through while Esme helped her reapply her lipstick and checked her one last time. Mother caught her eye from across the room a knowing grin on her face as she led Servant in the opposite direction.
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âYouâre going to have to tell your father eventually.â Mother said as she brushed her hair a few weeks later. âHeâll need some time to adjust to the realization that youâre growing up and arenât the little baby he carried around in his arms or on his shoulders anymore.â
âWas that how grandpa was? How long did it take for him to accept it?â She asked her Mother.
ââŠâ Mother was quiet for awhile. âWhat makes you think heâs accepted it? The amount of times I had to talk your grandfather down from rebellion whenever I was pregnant is truly astounding. Even when he retired, he still tried to rebel.â
Mother had said it with a teasing tone, but something told her she was serious.
She thought of her Servant and how his eyes seemed suspicious every time he saw her with Llewy and she recounted those events to her mother.
âThen itâs doubly important that you tell him soon. Itâll hurt more if he found out from someone else, and itâll be truly deadly if he walked in on the two of you kissing.â She said. âHe may go for his sword first, and Iâm afraid to say this but as talented and skilled as Young Sir Porter is, heâs still not up to your fatherâs level.â
âI thought you said I could keep it a secret before this.â
âWith the caveat that nothing happened.â Mother reminded her. âAnd now something has.â
âIâll tell him soon.â She promised as the brush was set down and Mother stood up, placing a kiss on the top of her head. She had already seen to Judyâs younger siblings, and would no doubt just be making rounds to check that they were really asleep.
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Unfortunately, soon turned out to be a lie as days passed and turned into weeks, then months. Eventually though, Servant seemed to begin appearing everywhere. Popping up at the most random times. It was nice sometimes when the suitors gathered around her to her eternal dismay, but heâd chase them away with nothing but a look their way.
One day, she dragged him out to tea with her. Servant followed along willingly, a smile on his face at the thought of some one-on-one father-daughter time. His face soft and eyes warm.
They talked about her lessons and her duties first, about what sheâd been up to over the last few hours. And then she moved the conversation along to what sheâd really been meaning to tell him. She opened her mouth, then closed it, unknowing of what to say.
âYou can tell me anything, Judy.â Servant said in a calm and gentle voice.
She could. She wouldnât face any consequences for anything, she knew that. But that didnât guarantee that Llewy would get away unscathed. Still, she decided to just throw herself into the deep end. âLlewy and I are courting.â She blurted out.
Servant froze, smile fixed, and he didnât blink or seemingly breathe for moments.
She waved her hand in front of his face. Poked him repeatedly. Nothing, there were no reactions.
And then his face turned red, before it paled, and he fell into a heap, hand on his chest and seemingly unconscious.
âServant!â She called out in surprise. Rising to run to his side. Fanning his face and calling for the maidâs help. There was a flurry as even Mama went out to see what was wrong before rushing to Servantâs side.
âWhat happened?â Mama asked as she gently slapped his face.
âI told him about Llewy and I, and then he sort of just⊠froze. And then he fell down unconscious.â
Mama blinked. âOh.â She sniggered, despite Judy and everyoneâs distress. âHeâs always been such a drama queen. Iâll have them bring him to our bed if this doesnât wake him up. I knew heâd react funny, your Uncle Reynold owes me ten golden dragons for this.â
âYou bet on his reaction?â Judy asked incredulous.
âWe have to have some form of entertainment.â Mama said as she shrugged.
While the maids were away, Mama looked at her hand and then back at Servant as though she contemplated slapping him harder than she was now. She shook her head as she muttered something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like âIâm too old to be pulling those sorts of stunts.â Did Mama do that before? Had she ever truly slapped Servant? And in all earnest too?
Regardless, once Servant was carried away, she saw Mama and Uncle Reynold snickering as he passed her some money.
And that was how Judithâs confession to her father about her now existent love life ended.
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Even if Servant didnât kill Llewy and still smiled to his face, there was a distinct frostiness there, as well as a large amount of paperwork suddenly getting shoved towards his direction. It got so bad that they barely got any free time to spend together. And whatever time they did have was spent with Servant immediately appearing out of nowhere to sit in between them. Uncle Reynold, Grandpa, and Uncle Derrick also began interrupting them all the time.
Mama just always smiled indulgently when she complained.
âWhat did you expect? Be glad your relationship is progressing as smoothly as it is. Itâs definitely not the wild ride your father and I had.â
âOh, because of the Laila?â She asked, she knew the history and all, but there wasnât much after that.
Mama nodded. âThat and a few misunderstandings here and there.â
âIt canât have been that bad, can it?â
Her mother got a weird look on her face. âItâs hilarious in hindsight but horrible while youâre living through it.â
âSomehow, I canât imagine something like that between you and Servant.â
Mama laughed. âThatâs because you only came to us after weâd figured some things out.â
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There was a knock on the door, and Servant entered when she called out. He was still dressed in his normal uniform, meaning that he was just returning from a long day. She smiled at him and he walked towards the bed.
âThe dragon and his maiden fair?â He read out as he glanced at the book sheâd been reading, a nostalgic smile on his face.
âItâs my favouritest.â She said, trying to imitate the childish voice sheâd once used so long ago.
âWould you like me to read to you?â He offered.
She grinned. âWould you?â
âOf course.â
It had been so long since Servant had read her a story. Not since sheâd grown independent and said that she could read on her own. Nowadays, he just snuck in to give a kiss on her forehead and to check that she was where she needed to be, sometimes carrying her to bed and tucking her in if she fell asleep on her desk or the sofa like her mother sometimes did. Judithâs room was the last that theyâd visit, making sure that the younger ones were already asleep before they went to her. But not a day went by when they failed to make a visit to her room.
Right now, she felt like being a child again and let Servant order some warm honeyed milk as he tucked her in tight, adjusting her pillows for her, and even teasingly brought out Mr. Bun Bun the Sunny Bunny, her favourite stuffed toy. And he gently stroked her hair while they waited for the milk.
Once the milk was there and sheâd taken sips from it, he opened the book.
âOnce there was a mighty dragon, golden and brilliantâŠâ He read out, using the same voices heâd used to act them out before.
Gradually, her eyes began to feel heavy, and she fell asleep just as Servant finished the story.
âGoodnight sweetheart.â Servant said softly, his voice still drifting through her dreams. âI love you very much.â And then she felt the kiss on her forehead that always chased away her nightmares.
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When Judith turned sixteen, she was officially crowned and recognized as the first in line to the throne. There was a grand ceremony that her parents had spent literal years planning. She knew because sheâd once seen the stack of documents dating back from when she was a few weeks old, after her father beat it into the minds of the stubborn traditionalists that heâd changed the laws of succession.
Ever since she and Llewy became a couple, heâd been her escort to every single event. And this one was no different. After the coronation was over, and after the procession, he escorted her into the ballroom wearing his finest uniform while she wore a red and gold dress, and danced with her after Servant, her uncles, and her grandpa.
He danced three times with her. And then they moved on to socialize with everyone.
From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Greg and Esme dancing together and she turned her attention to it, the two of them were laughing as they spun about the dance floor. It seemed like two friends on the outside, but she had a feeling there was something more to it.
Vivianne, Gregâs paternal aunt, and the Countess Leigh, stood not too far from them. Her face set in a fond smile.
âIf Esme wants to have a relationship with him, she should know better than to merely hint at it.â Lady Vivianne said.
âI donât think sheâs realized it yet.â Judith said.
Llewy looked at the two of them with an oddly pained expression that passed quickly. âWell, at least I know heâs a good man whoâll respect my sister. And theyâre both dumb enough not to notice they have feelings for one another.â He said, though the latter was more of an afterthought.
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Her friends took obtuse to a new meaning as they danced around one another for well over a year. As Esmeâs coming of age drew nearer, her parents had flown into a mad frenzy that left the poor girl overwhelmed. Greg, ever the glutton offered her sweets and treats to try and comfort her.
Judy was of the firm belief that he could offer the best kind of comfort to Esme by kissing her and putting them all out of their misery. Especially with the weird tension and situation that had been going on ever since women began to flock to Greg in earnest. Esme often seethed in the background during those moments, ranting despite not understanding why she felt so upset.
Meanwhile, Greg waxed poetics about Esme, though sometimes it bordered on strange since food was always at the forefront of his mind. Specifically, food prepared by Esme when she felt like making any. A practical yet unusual past time for a Lady.
On the other end of the spectrum, James and Tabithaâs courtship was progressing quite well. To the point that James was on the verge of proposing.
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âI get to come too!â Nick cheered as he ran in to her room. Her sisters were all already there, so was Mama. Servant stood by the door, teary eyed as he looked at her.
âI canât believe my first baby is already celebrating her coming of age.â He said, voice shaky with the sheer amount of emotion that seemed to be going through him.
Mama held out her hand with a smile and he walked towards her quickly. Arms wrapping around her middle.
âMy love, can you believe our Judy has already turned eighteen?â He asked. âWhat happened to the little baby I swaddled?â
âIâm still here, Papa.â She said, deciding to put aside the nickname for a bit. âI grew up, but that doesnât mean Iâm leaving or becoming a completely different person.â
She hugged her parents.
âGroup hug!â Selene yelled out as they all gathered in for a tight hug.
âGeez Servant!â Roxy said as patted him on the back. âYouâd think she was eloping or dying.â
Servant hissed. âPlease never bring those words up in front of me again, especially in relation to you or your siblings. Youâre all a thousand years to young to wed or die.â
Diana and Sophia tried to comfort him to no avail while Nick just gave him kisses on the cheek and nuzzled him like a cat, though that resulted in a very messy haired little prince.
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Her coming-of-age ceremony was beautiful, flowers made of gems sparkled along the room, glistening with the mage lights that mother had designed. The whole place looked like a Fayâs hollow, and yet not. Her mother had wanted to show Judithâs love of nature into the very day dedicated for her. It was magical and whimsical and so utterly memorable that she knew sheâd remember it forever.
Llewy looked so handsome as they danced the night away.
She noticed the strained smile on Servantâs face every time Llewy reached for her, but it often disappeared whenever Mama elbowed him subtly.
At one point, Mama and Servant disappeared for a bit. She found them on the very same balcony that she and Llewy had become a couple in. They were dancing privately, their eyes only on one another as they spoke of the past. The two of them shared a moonlit kiss just as the fireworks began, there were certain balconies that were private and purely for the Imperial familyâs use. And that was one of them.
As the fireworks continued, she saw Nick and the twins run to them while Diana and Roxy joined her and her friends on the other balcony.
She glanced back at her parents and knew sheâd do whatever she could to have that same everlasting love with Llewy.
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When she was nineteen, Mama fell pregnant again. This time, everyone worried a lot. Nickâs birth had nearly killed her, and she was a lot younger back then. What would happen now?
Servant didnât let on that anything was wrong but at the same time, heâd been preparing her and Roxy in case the worst happened, and they were left orphaned. She had seen the coronation ceremony that Servant had begun to prepare in case they didnât make it and she swallowed back the fear.
Llewy and Esme comforted her.
âI canât say nothing will happen. Thereâs never any guarantee.â He said. âBut I can say that Iâll stay by your side no matter what.â
Esme nodded. âYou arenât alone. Youâll never be alone.â Esme said firmly.
Esme had finally figured out what she felt for Greg, but the hapless man remained clueless. That didnât stop Esme from pursuing him, though he often mistook it for signs of their vast friendship. And Judith honestly relished the reprieve talking about her relationship, or lack thereof, brought to her soul. It was such a mundane thing too.
âYou can always count on me.â Esme told her. âHer majesty is strong, and she has so much to live for, that alone will make her fight to stay with you.â
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On Judithâs twentieth birthday, Mama sat on her throne for most of the festivities, she was due any day now and everyone had been watching her for any signs that the baby was coming but there was none. Mama had danced one dance with Servant before she retreated back to the throne, then Servant had danced with her then all of her sisters before he retreated to sit beside Mama.
Judith had found some time to sneak back into the very balcony where their relationship had begun. There was something sheâd been contemplating for so long now. And she knew heâd never ask it because it would be a breach in protocol.
After all, as Mama had told her, âJudith would always have to be the one to make the first move.â
And so, she did.
She had turned to her lover of five years, five years to the day, and she kissed him sweetly before she asked her question. âWill you marry me?â
âHuh?â Llewy asked stupefied. âDid you just⊠did you just propose to me? I couldâve sworn I heard you did but I think I might also be going crazy.â
âI did propose to you.â She said with a laugh. âYouâre a lot saner than Roxy and I thatâs for sure.â
And then her face became serious. âI love you, Llewy, and I want to spend my life with you. I know you, I trust you, not just with my heart but with my Empire as well. So many things can happen in the next few days, and I want to move forward into that future with this as a certainty. I donât thin I can become the Empress without you there by my side as my husband and greatest support. More than that, I want you to be by my side because I want to be with the man that I love, and I want to build a wonderful future with you, children and all.â
âJudith, I never wanted the Empire. All I wanted was you. I went through all of that training, studied until my eyes felt like they would melt, and my brain would explode, all so I could be worthy to stand by your side in any capacity. Even if I had to watch you with another. And Iâm so happy, eternally so, that you chose me. That youâre asking me to stay by your side, and Iâd be a fool not to take you by the hand and never let go. Letâs get married, but only when things have settled.â He said.
That was enough for her. She kissed him again, her hand wrapping around his neck. Even if they married years down the line, that was fine. Just knowing that he was hers and she was his was all she needed.
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Mama gave birth early the next morning. The city woke to the bells ringing around the Capital as people celebrated the safe and successful delivery of a new princess. Felicity was Mamaâs image, at least in colouring. It was too soon to tell with the majority of her features.
Judith decided to keep quiet about the engagement for now, content in letting her sisterâs birth be what people talked about for the next little while. It was a happy secret between her and Llewy.
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She did eventually tell her family that she was engaged. Servant just looked at her with teary eyes and a sad sort of resignation as though he knew this was coming all along. His only condition was that she not wed until she turned twenty-two.
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James and Tabitha wed just before the next Imperial tour. Felicity was a few months old at the time and Judithâs engagement had been formally acknowledged with an engagement ceremony and a banquet. This time, Llewy was coming along as the prince consort to be, rather than as her aide.
When they returned, they were immediately thrown into the hustle of another wedding as Greg and Esme wed despite only being in a relationship for a few months. The reason for it made its appearance six months before Judithâs wedding.
Eloise Markham stood with her husband Ezriel, holding her great-granddaughter Eris.
When the pregnancy was revealed, there was nothing but fond exasperation from Sir Cedric Porter, who, as Judith came to discover later, also rushed into marriage following the pregnancy revelation of Lady Marianne as she carried James at the time.
Today, Judith had the pleasure of receiving the guests for her wedding.
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Mama sat with Judy brushing her hair for the night, for what was most likely to be the last time. Her room was mostly packed away and moved to the new palace that Servants had built for her. Tomorrow, sheâd be spending her first night as a married woman in her own palace before she left for her honeymoon. After that, there would be no more nightly checks or hair brushing from them. It would be awkward and inappropriate since she would be a married woman.
Servant entered after a few knocks and he sat beside her, he hugged her tight and Mama joined in too. âItâs not too late to back out, you know? If you donât want to marry, you donât have to.â He said.
âI love him.â She said firmly. âAnd Iâm going to marry him tomorrow.â
Servant sighed. âIt was worth a try.â He said. âI just hate the idea that youâve grown up so much that youâre going to get married already. I look at you and I still see the baby that was placed in my arms all those years ago. I remember how perfect you looked, and how just staring at you made it feel as though I had no problems or troubles. And now youâre old enough to wed. Just a year younger than when I married your mother, actually.â
âYou make it sound as though you were never going to see me again, or that Iâm moving to a faraway place.â She said with a laugh. âIâm only going to be in a different palace thatâs the same distance as this one from the sun palace.â
âI know, I just⊠I still feel so sad, proud and happy at the woman youâve become, but sad nonetheless.â
âI love you, Papa, and that will never change. Iâll always be one of your little girls.â
âThat you will be. I love you too, Judy.â
âAnd I love you as well.â Mama interjected.
âI love you too, Mama.â
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Judith stared at her reflection in the mirror, her siblings were all lined up behind her, with Felicity in Mamaâs arms.
âHow do I look?â She asked.
âWonderful.â Mama said.
âPretty!â The younger ones said. âPre-pre!!!â Felicity agreed. Her hands waved about.
Roxanna scoffed. âWas there any doubt youâd look anything less than perfect?â
âYouâre absolutely stunning.â Diana agreed.
âOne of the most beautiful brides Iâd ever seen.â Servantâs voice said as he stepped into the room.
It was unusual for the Emperor to walk the Princess down the aisle but she insisted and Callisto was more than happy to do it. Though, of course, Mama was also going to be there.
And the twins would be helping walk Felicity, or Flick as she called herself, down as the flower girls. Nicholas would be the ring bearer, and Diana and Roxy would be her attendants, carrying the long train of her veil.
She stood, draped in a white gown, golden threads embroidering small dragons at the hem. Her wings were let out for the ceremony because she wanted to wed as she truly was. As the woman that Llewy had fallen in love with. She bent her head as Mama put a circlet of white gold and diamonds on her head, while the veil was carefully pinned in place by Roxy.
Sophia handed her the bouquet and then her siblings were off, going inside one by one.
And then it was her turn to walk. All the butterflies flew away as she saw him standing there, waiting for her.
Mama and Servant kissed her gently on the cheek before they walked up to the dais hand in hand, and she reached for Llewyâs outstretched hand.
The rest of the ceremony was a blur as they said their vows, their eyes only on one another.
When they kissed, there were cheers all around, though her dragon hearing let her know that her maternal relations were crying, her grandpa sobbing loudly at the scene. When she looked at her siblings, they were all still cheering. Up on the dais, tears dripped down Servantâs face. Mama smiled at her before she turned to him, a gentle finger wiped away the tears before Servant swooped down and kissed Mamaâs lips gently.
As she walked out with Llewy hand in hand, the well-wishers threw in their own congratulations as they passed them. With one last breath, she took the last step outside the ceremony hall as a married woman. Married to the wonderful man that was now Llewellyn Regulus.
I love the idea that they have this routine of going one by one to their childrenâs room, no matter how busy they are. And I wanted to show a happy and loving childhood filled with nothing but laughter, basically what Callisto and Penelope had been working so hard towards. And yes, that balcony is where Callisto proposed the first time. That spot has been redeemed. Stay healthy and safe everyone!
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