43 Julia Entangled:
My family and servants hugged me with happy faces on my arrival, but they
watched nervously as James embraced me. My father nearly fainted from the
sight. I saw him go blue from the corner of my eye.
He was already shocked by the letter from the Prince of Basseterre that
arrived a few days before the Prince himself. And now said prince was embracing
his unworthy daughter who had lost three fiancés!
‘I was going crazy not being able to see you. But I waited patiently,
compliment me.’ (Zuben: ah so needy, gives me the heeb-jeebs)
He grinned like a dog who wanted his master’s love and approval. My mother
blushed as she watched us, while my father was still pale. I had no choice but
to laugh adoringly at James. James had pursued me to Hermiata on his own
carriage and arrived an hour before I did. I later heard from Hans, our butler,
that there had been quite some trouble preparing rooms for the Prince and his
entourage. It was rare for such an esteemed guest to come to such a frontier.
As I lay in my familiar bed resting
from my journey, I was flummoxed that the Prince of Basseterre had chased me
from the Capital all the way to the frontier.
The next day, we sat for tea in my drawing room to escape the curious eyes
of my household. My home’s décor and furnishings paled in comparison to the
Bourbon Manor. Here, the once elegant wallpaper was peeling off from age. The
stucco had cracked in places...In anticipation of James’ arrival, my father had ordered the worn and torn
tapestries to be dusted and patched to minimise their miserable state, but this
caused weird wrinkles and breaks and made the unnaturalness of it all more
obvious. It was so vastly different from the Bourbon manor, I hoped that he
would take one look at the dilapidation and give up on me…but from what I know
of his character, he would not. Yet, it might be interesting.
James was fascinated by our table set; it seemed he had never come across
such a simple presentation. But James turned to be the kind of person that was
attracted to something different. He touched the china many times and clinked
the silver against sturdy porcelain fascinated by the sound. Once he was
satisfied, he turned to me.
‘Did you think you could turn down my proposal with such a letter?’ He
began smugly, ‘I was shocked that you were returning to Hermiata. Nevertheless,
the situation with Edward has been resolved, and here we can talk slowly
without any disturbance.’
‘Hold on a moment, James, I refused your proposal. Many times.’
‘Yes, you were concerned about the difference in status. There is no need
to worry, I have gotten permission from George, and he gave his blessing
granted I support him. Next is to get permission from your parents, but I think
the reply would be good. I wonder how they would take a son-in-law with a large
dowry.’
I was taking a sip of my tea when James said his final sentence, I choked.
I held my handkerchief to my mouth to cough. James was supporting George in
exchange for permission to marry me?! How could he make such a trade for
something so trivial? Didn’t the future of Basseterre hang on the balance?!
James rose from his seat and knelt before my chair. He patted my back. His
eyes were smiling, but they held a carnivorous light; like a hunter beholding
his prey. I appear to be the prey in this case.
‘Are you alright, Julia?’ he asked solicitously, ‘Were you delirious with
happiness? I told you, you could not get away from me, but since you tried, I
had to fill the outer moat. I knew this kind of hand would be most effective to
catch you.’
‘Just…a-‘
‘I spoke to the King and Queen of Bosch; this marriage would be a union
between our countries. It strengthen the political relations between Bosch and
Basseterre. And it would not be a bad thing for the Hermiata Viscount for a
royal of Basseterre to enter the family tree. Let’s make lots of children
together, Julia.’ (Zuben: Like making lots of children with your brother)
‘James, just wait a minute, I need to gather my thoughts.’
I turned away from him trying to decipher what was going on. No matter how
I thought about it, James had me well and truly. I felt like a rabbit on the
verge of falling into a trap. With a paranoid sticky hunter nearby, there was
no where left to escape except to get entangled.
I knew he was a great tactician, but I never thought he would go so far to
have me. I find that I had been naïve to think that his clingy ardour would
fade in the month apart.
James lightly chuckled as he took my hands. He ran his finger along my palm
while staring into my eyes,
‘I noticed that you have cut your hair. And the wounds…it looks like there
is still some scarring. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.’ His tone was full of
sadness and filled me with some warmth.
He held my hand against his lips and licked the scars.
He gave me a bright smile and asked, ‘So when shall we get married? The
Queen has given permission to use the Castle for the wedding. You don’t have to
worry about the cost of the wedding. Now that Edward has been imprisoned, all
his wealth and holdings have been transferred to me. I want you to wear the
most beautiful wedding dress. I’m sure you would look breathtaking.’
Everything was developing too rapidly for me,
‘But James, I have someone…I like…’
Although, it ended with my heart broken, I didn’t think it was fair to
James or any other man to be with them while I still felt this way. So I had
been deceived by Henry. I had heard later on that Henry fled after taking
Isabel’s virginity. The Earl Bourbon went to the King to demand the Duke take
responsibility, which is why Henry could only marry Isabel. If the Duke was
marrying Isabel, there was no reason not to marry James. It would not be bad to
live here with my father and mother. As long as I stayed here in Hermiata, I
would never have to see the Duke again.
‘I only see you, Julia. I don’t dally with other women like Henry. I swear
to love you and make you happy, even if you still like Henry I don’t care.
Rather, I’m sure you will come to love me as well.’
‘James…’
He rose while kneeling and pushed his face against mine so our foreheads
and noses were touching. Because he was still lower than me I was slightly
bowed over him,
‘I like feeling your body temperature the most; your warmth will warm my
heart again. Forty eight days apart was too long. Let me stay here for a little
while,’
He had his eyes closed with an expression of ultimate relaxation. His deep
affection was sweet and touched me more than his words of love…although, I felt
as though I did not like the overlapping of our bodies. Even though his head
was only slightly warm against mine, I felt closer to James than if it were a
full hug.
I realised James really loved me and did not want to let me go anymore. I
began to think it might be good to forget everything and let myself be
surrounded by his gentle yet intense affection as though I was being swaddled
tightly in soft cotton. (Zuben: even if the cotton is soft it will still be uncomfortable)
‘James, it will be difficult to be married to me, are you sure about this?’
‘I know. You’re the kind of woman who escaped and came back to help me,
incapacitating two Grusk men. You incited Edward to let me go and attack you.
Even if I search all over the world, I would not find another like you. I want
you to save me from the darkness; I want you to marry me.’ (Zuben: Save
yourself! - Camp Henry*)
He held my hand tightly, his eyes were still closed. I realised his hands
were trembling lightly.
I took a deep breath, sat up and leaned over again. I looked at James who
had opened his eyes,
‘Very well, James. I will accept your proposal.’
44 Julia is Getting Married?:
From then on, James did a good job of doing things appropriately. First, he
spoke to my parents; my mother approved as expected, but my father was sceptical,
and made many attempts to assure himself of James’ seriousness many times.
‘I’m sorry,’ my father said, ‘I find it hard to believe that his Highness
would be willing to marry Julia and take on our family name. Isn’t there a
little hesitation? Julia is certainly a beautiful girl, good natured and proud.
But even as a father, I can’t imagine you would fall in love with her at first
sight. Couldn’t you be a bit more patient before you settle on the idea of
marriage?’
James and I were standing side by side, he was clutching my hand but he
laughed as he replied, ‘I agree, I didn’t fall in love with her at first sight.
But as time went on, I realised she understood me the most and I understand her
well too. I love how different she is, I also like the parts of her that are
still shrouded in mystery.’
Mother made a cry of excitement at James’ heated confession. She looked happy
at the thought of a man who had ardent affection for her daughter and was
willing to marry into the family,
‘Isn’t it wonderful, Julia? I’m so happy for you. Thank you for loving our
daughter, James.’ (Zuben: What will they do about Henry?)
My mother had fallen for James’ pleasant young man visage. My father
reluctantly accepted it, because of James’ well put together speech.
I turned to look at James; he looked down at me and smiled. I did not have
the crazy upsurge of yearning I had with Henry, but with James the feelings
were more relaxed and fun. There is a glimpse of obsession in James, but he
wasn’t totally hopeless. If I was prepared to bear his heavy affection, our
relationship will last. I will have to understand his fragile parts as well.
‘Julia, open your mouth…’ he commanded.
‘Hmm…’
I was stunned as James kissed me hard. After our reunion a few days ago, as
soon as we were alone, James immediately wanted to kiss me. As I opened my
mouth, he inserted his tongue twisting it around mine. He kissed me making me
swallow his saliva as though he wanted to confirm I was his over and over.
We were in the garden behind our house, hidden behind hedges. Our garden
was mostly a maze of hedges, which were easier to manage than flowers. This had
become of James’ favourite places. James seemed to like our Hermiata lifestyle.
He had surprisingly adapted to life here quickly, and had begun to get along
with the servants of the house. Now he knew more than I knew about the private
lives of our servants. But it was only to me he would show the darkness of his
heart.
‘Julia, can I hold your hand before I sleep tonight again? When I do, I
don’t have nightmares.’
He put his head on my shoulder looking like a spoiled child.
‘Alright. Shall I sing a lullaby as well?’ I replied as I put my hand on
his back and patted him lightly. He took deep breaths as though he was
relaxing, he wriggled as though he wanted to be stroked more. It was a complex
sensation to be accustomed to the idea of treating one’s fiancé as though you
are taming a wild animal.
‘Yes, that would be nice. Your voice feels so good I want to reach into the
back of your throat and lick you. I imagine it would taste deliciously sweet.’
(Zuben: are there people in the world who like this kind of thing? What am I
saying? Of course there are!)
‘Um...hm…!’
He kissed me without waiting for my reply. It was open mouthed and his
tongue squirrelled down my mouth towards my throat, stirring my mouth as he
searched. (Zuben: Choke her, why don’t you?) It went on so long, it stopped
being a kiss, and our mouths were dampened with saliva.
‘Julia,’ he panted, ‘you’re such a child…making such a mess.’ He sucked on
the skin around my jaw were saliva had dripped down.
‘Eh…I think it is your drool. I don’t kiss like that.’ I replied
embarrassed putting my hand against my lips. (Zuben: Is this deliberately
unsexy or am I not just feeling it?)
James smiled like a cat that had got the cream.
‘You only need to think of me like
that. I will make all the preparations for our wedding. Your wedding
dress will be the most beautiful in the Kingdom. Before we get married, you
will have to go with me to Basseterre to meet George, and we have to report to
the King and Queen of Bosch as well. And tell Henry.’
‘His Grace…?’
Yes, the Duke and James were close friends it was impossible never to meet
again.
‘Do you not want to see Henry? Are you worried?’
My expression must have been anxious. But I replied quietly my gaze on the
hands on my shoulder, ‘No it’s not that. I’m just worried I would look like a
light skirt marrying you. With your friendship, he might be opposed to us
marrying.’
‘It’s alright, if he is, we can run away together. You will not be a noble.
I will not be a Prince.’ He spoke lightly, but when I looked at him I could see
the ghost of the Duke.
‘Yes? We can sell caramel together. You can help promote the brand and make
a variety of products and sell our product all around the world.’
‘Can we take over the world with caramel? Such a role may be appropriate
for a Prince in name only who has been used as a chess piece since he was a
child.’ He said as he rubbed his cheek against my hair. I reached up and batted
him on his head lightly,
‘Don’t be fool; no one is obsessed with your identity. First and foremost,
you are James with a distorted personality; the position of Prince is an
attachment. You grew up to be a national treasure class evil guy; you just need
to use your status to your advantage.’
‘I see, the prince is not me, but I am the Prince. Julia has an interesting
way of thinking.’ (Zuben: Sure if you say so)
‘What do you want? What kind of person do you want to be? That, you need to
think about, James.’
‘I know…five years ago, the group that tried to use me for their ends
abandoned me. They and the people that looked down on me in the aftermath, I
want to line them up and make them kneel in cow dung to beg for forgiveness.
Fortunately, Hermiata has cow dung.’ He said with a malicious grin, then
immediately returned to his gentle smile. The strange switch made chills run
down my spine.
Despite my discomfiture, I replied, ‘Is that what you want? Sounds like a
fun plan. Know your enemy, look for their weaknesses and attack them
thoroughly. But, it is important to remember your exit strategy because people
fight hard when they are cornered. ‘
One could not let such an obsessive paranoid man loose. He needs to be
taught moderation and where the limits are. James suddenly carried me in his
arms, lifting me so high my jaw was hovering over his shoulders.
‘Julia, you always laugh and accept me. I love that about you. I wish you
could live here in my arms forever…it looks like I am being disturbed at such a
time. Hans[1], what is going on?’
‘Huh?’
‘Prince James, Miss, I’m sorry to intrude but there is a bit of an
emergency.’
Hans was the butler but also father’s friend. For him to come and look for
us in this maze, was it very important?
‘There is an urgent missive from the royal castle; the message said a
carriage was being sent to fetch you to come to the castle. The carriage will
arrive in four hours. I thought it would be best to let you know so you would
be prepared.’
James held me tight so I could not turn to look at Hans. I asked him to let
me down but he would not.
‘That’s unfortunate. They knew I was coming to see Julia for a while.’
I tried to push off James but he would not budge, he seemed to have no regard
at being seen in this position by Hans. I could not speak up due to
embarrassment.
‘Actually, the carriage isn’t for you, Prince James, but for the Miss. The
Queen wants to see her.’
‘What?!’ I twisted myself unnaturally to look at Hans in shock.
[1] Continuity error: Hans and Boris: In chapter 43, Hans was the butler,
in this chapter his name has changed to Boris, I have chosen to use Hans as his
name appeared first; unless I’m making some kind of error here.
Clicked as fast as lightning, thanks for the update! James is on the weird baby side on the yandere spectrum(if there is such a thing)
ReplyDeleteLOL, I think he's just a weird overgrown baby.
Deleteokey um, what is julia doing alskdfjsl;dfdf. i feel so bad for henry ;-;. he clearly told her his feelingssss. why is she still doubting himmmmmm. als;dfjasldfj;sdfds the heroine is too infuriating god dammit.
ReplyDeletehonestly.... James is kinda adorable.
ReplyDeleteThe duke only feels lust for the FL, which is in the title.... but still
James just needs some training
i actually like James. He just needs some training, but he clearly loves the FL and works hard to be with her.
ReplyDeleteThe Duke's relationship with her seems purely physical ... i mean would he still care for her the same way if other women didn't make him sick
No
DeleteI think it comes down to who Julia wants to sleep with. I like henry's tsundere ^^
DeleteOmg I sure hope she won't backtrack and hurt James' feelings damn..
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, am I the only one creeped out and disgusted by James?
ReplyDeleteI'm actually feeling some nausea from their kissing ugh...
This sounds like a proper toxic relationship, to the point of being mentally abusive.
ReplyDeleteIf she turnes out to be marrying the scum duke, I'll rage :/
ReplyDeleteOh but now that I think about it again, I like neither of the two MLs rrrg
ReplyDeletePeople here liking James. What? He is such an overgrown baby
ReplyDeleteHe constantly says he wants Julia to light up his darkness. Ahem**toxic relationship alert! Julia is becoming a babysitter. And what is that disgusting throat kiss? Eww. He is not in love, he is just obsessed. He is like a privileged child with his favourite toy. I dont know about Henry but i kinda feel bad for he is being misunderstood by Julia without any fault of his own. And someone asked if Henry would have same feelings for Julia if he was not disgusted by other women. Well, did you forget the Stagecoach time? He was genuinely interested in her and subconsciously fallen for her even before their sexual encounter. Julia is stupid.