Keeping A Secret 1

Keeping a Secret



"Ike," Elincia called softly. "Are you coming to bed?"

Said bluenette had been looking out his royal bedroom window that oversaw the lands of Crimea when he heard his wife's call.

"Yes, I'll be right there," he answered. The mercenary had a hard time adjusting to his higher life, and the Queen’s calls always seemed foreign to him, even now, after seven years of marriage. He had never known silver china, servants, and massive castles. Only the clothes on his back, the company, and his name.

Ike turned his back on the city and walked to his patiently waiting wife. He looked up at her, seeing her eyes sparkling, and her green hair flowing over her gorgeous form.

"You look very pretty tonight", the bluenette commented.

The emerald-haired Queen giggled and blushed at her husband. "Oh, Ike," she cooed. She waited for him to lay down on his side of the their massive bed before she reclined next to him. The slight curve of her belly was apparent under her nightgown. In five months time, a new prince or princess would be joining their family.

They already had two beautiful daughters, Elena and Ira, but a male heir was preferred if one could be produced. "Third time's a charm," the couple had said, once the doctor had delivered the news of their most recent addition.

As the King finally became comfortable, he wrapped a strong arm around his wife, holding her close.

"Ike," she began softly, but her troubled tone alerted the king that he was in for a serious discussion. "Do you ever miss your old life?"

The King was slightly surprised that she would ask such a question, because she had never taken an interest to his life after he left the Greil Mercenaries.

"Um, well...," he thought deeply a moment. "At times," came his response.

This was a huge lie, and even Ike knew it. There wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think about the stadium, brawling, being unimportant, and.... Pit.

The woman rolled and turned to face her husband in his arms. Her chocolate brown eyes pleaded with him. "What do you miss the most, Darling?" she asked.

Ike sighed, "It's not important, but if you must know, I miss..." Pit, my sweet, sweet angel "Princess Peach's cakes."

Elincia's eyes widened with a soft, puzzled expression. "Well... I could always have someone look into her recipe, if that is truly what bothers you... but that isn't the real issue, is it?

"I mean, you just seem so sad sometimes, Ike. I want to help you, but I don't know how. I'm your wife, and yet I feel like you relate to your adviser better than me."

I do, he's the only one I can be myself with. He understands me...

Ike kissed Elincia on the cheek. "Everything's fine honey, I'm fine. No need to get yourself worked up, it wouldn't be good for the baby."

"Mmm..." She smiled and looked down. "Third time's a charm."

"Indeed it is, now why don't you get some sleep. Queens need their beauty sleep too," Ike addressed sweetly.

"You're too good to me Ike, I knew who you were the moment we met," Elincia replied.

Ike smiled. You don't know me at all.

Elincia gave Ike one last kiss, before settling down to sleep. "Goodnight, love."

"Goodnight," came the King's response, and he too laid down. Thoughts of his angel ran marathons through his mind. Harder and harder he tried to push the aching desire he felt back, but it would never disappear, not until the day he held the angel in his arms.

(End Chapter 1)