Kian's POV

Did we just freaking kiss eachother? I think we did if one's lips touching others is defined as a kiss, then without a doubt we kissed eachother. And that not just surprised me but looks like it actually shook Archie because he hurriedly pulls his head away from mine wanting to pull us apart, kinda loosing his stability again. Not letting the same accident to happen again, I hold his waist firmly in my hands and sit up along with him. Only when I feel he's comfortable and won't fall down anymore, I slowly pull my hands that are wrapped around his thin waist.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't meant that to happen." He apologises immediately.

"I know." I say and ask one thing that I really want to get an answer from him, "can you do me a favor?"

"Yes." He replies without thinking even once about what I'm going to ask him.

"Can you stop saying sorry for every-freaking-thing?" My request obviously confused him if the expression on his face mean anything. "I want you to stop saying sorry. That word seems to roll out of your mouth more often than required and I don't want that to happen anymore. You know, you don't have to apologise for things that aren't your fault or for every silly reason. You understand what I mean?"

"Yes, I won't do anything that you don't want me to do." He agrees to my words while his head hangs low.

"Good." I say and gently pat his head, his hair so soft and silky to my touch, "now tell me why were you trying to wake me up?"

"Oh, that, I brought some fruits and milk for you." He says and shifts his eyes to the night table. I follow his gaze and find a tray sitting on the table.

"Why?" I query and he puts up one of his most favourite expression, confused ofcourse, so I eloborate my question, "I mean why did you bring this?"

"Because you didn't eat your dinner. I saw your food was untouched and brought this for you. You know, sleeping on empty stomach is not good." He responds making my insides feel in a way I never felt before.

"Thanks." I mutter, for the first time not really knowing what else to say.

Grabbing the tray from the table, I sit up properly and hold the glass. Bringing it to my mouth, I start sipping on the sweet warm milk only to stop at midway when a thought strike my mind.

"Here." I hand the glass to Archie in which half amount of milk is still left.

"I didn't give it to you to hold it like a trophy. Drink it." I say when I see him holding the glass without drinking it.

"You want me to drink it?" He asks.

"Which part of my sentence you didn't understand?" I query sarcastically.

And that does wonders because he drinks the milk within a minute without further delay. Knowing him, I can bet he didn't eat dinner as well and that doesn't has anything to do with me. What I'm saying is he, who ended up creating a situation even without his consent and my father who keeps prying him regarding the said event, will obviously make it hard for him to eat. Seeing him on the first day of our marriage, I can atleast say he starved just like me. So, I offered him the milk and I, for sure, will share these fruits with him as well.

"Eat these along with me!" I murmur while placing the plate that contains the foods in between the both of us.

"Huh!!" He exclaims confused.

"I can't eat all of these fruits by myself but I don't want to waste them as well. So I'm asking you to eat them together. You know sleeping on empty stomach is not good." I repeat his words.

He nods a little nod before grabbing a fork and taking a bite of an apple. I do the same as we start eating. I get my eyes fixed on him while his face soley looks at the plate. His face looks red while I see his eyelashes blinking repeatedly. If I don't know better, trust me I know, I would think he's getting effected by the room temperature. The way he keeps blushing or feeling restless while sitting infront of me speaks otherwise. And, even if I don't want to admit, he looks cute being shy and all. Ofcourse, I won't say it out loud.

Our so called eating together continues in a silent manner and once we're done eating I order one of the guards to collect the tray. We then sleep for the night peacefully, not really though because the previous event keep repeating in my head and appears infront of my eyes when I close them. It sends shivers, in a very bad way, down my spine and makes me furious when I remember how Tommy's hands rested on Archie's waist for a second. I just don't like that and I have been thinking about the reason but I find none, like I don't know why I'm angry it's just that I'm angry. Does that make sense? It doesn't. Do I know about that? I do. And it's getting very annoying at this point.

Turning and tossing on the bed for few minutes, I finally settle on my right side where Archie comes into vision. He laid on his back with his hands neatly settled on his chest, they raise up and down as he breathe. My eyes find his face which rested on the pillow peacefully as his chocolate brown eyes are covered with the eye lids. His pointy nose looks sharp while his rosy pulp lips, which I might have kissed minutes ago, are put out in a pout and are ajar as he breathe in the air.

My hand lifts up on it's accord and move towards his waist as my eyes stay rooted on his lips. The sound of my heartbeat, which now beating at the twice of it's speed, can be heard in this otherwise silent room. I gulp down the saliva as I move closer to him. Just as my hands land on his waist and my lips which are very dangerously near to his own, I snap my mind out and fall back on the bed with a small thud. Thank goodness, he's in deep sleep and couldn't hear the sound.

But what's really wrong with me? How could I think of touching him? This is so bad. I furiously wipe the sweat that formed on my face and hurriedly turn around, facing my back to him. Sleep is not what I think right now but that should be what I actually do. I close my eyes and try to calm my heart. Sleep feels far away but gradually, maybe like an hour or two, I slowly drift into sleep.

The next morning I wake up to the empty bed and wonder where Archie is as I sit up on the bed rubbing my eyes to get rid of the sleep. A small yawn escapes from my mouth as I get down the bed. Walking towards the back door, I open it and bump into the wall. But how come there is a wall here? My sleepy head be thinking things. I just brush that away but get surprised the next second as the wall becomes clearer in my eyes and I find out it's not wall but Archie that I bumped into.

Sleep leaves my whole body and I get awaken like the day light. He looks freshly bathed but this time wrapped in a bathe robe unlike the other time where I found him nude. He fidgets seeing me, shifting his weight from one leg to another while his face shows his very prominent shade of red. Not to make him anymore awkward I decide to talk.

"I'm sorry. I thought you aren't here." I whisper, my voice comes out raspy as I woke up just now.

"It's okay." He mumbles and hurriedly runs out of the room.

I sigh before heading in and brushing my teeth. While I was brushing, Rema comes and prepares a bathe for me. I take a well needed bathe and leave the room. Archie is no where to be seen, meaning he got ready and left the room. I, too, dress up and head towards the dinning table to see my parents and Archie waiting for me as they all sit in their respective places. I greet them before taking my seat. We get served with the food and as we eat in comfortable silence my father feels he really needs to ruin the moment because he brings up Tommy's name saying he's going to arrive at noon for lunch as he accepted the invitation.

After that, the day goes by in a blur as I get myself busy with work and in no time it's time for Tommy to arrive. What I don't understand is why my father invited him to lunch? If he wanted, he could give him money or gold or whatever but why did he invite him. And that guy, why the hell he agreed to come? He must really be having alternate motive. I'll make sure to stick by Archie.

"King, the general has arrived. King father has asked me to inform you regarding the same." The guard says while bowing to me.

I nod at him while placing the file on the desk and getting up from the chair. I walk to the door after the guard opening it and head to welcome the general. By when I reach there, my parents and Archie are already standing there. The drawn stops just as I stand beside Archie who looks up at me before diverting his eyes back towards the guest.

"Good day, king." Tommy greets me as soon as he climbs down the drawn and after me returning my greetings, he turns to the other's, "good day, my queen. King father and king mother."

He bows at them while greeting them. Once we're done with this, we all make our way into the palace. My father directly leads us to the dining room. We get seated in our places and the maids start serving us the food.

"Thank you for inviting me, king father." He thanks my father before we start eating.

"That's absolutely fine, general. We're thankful for your help and wanted to repay something in return." My father states and Tommy smiles before turning his gaze towards Archie.

Is this guy for real? Looking at my queen right infront of me, all of us infact. This isn't it, I should do something. But what should I do? I think quickly before an idea, I might as well add a stupid idea, pops up in my mind.

"Of course, you helped my queen from an accident and as the king I want to personally thank you." I start with a fake smile and everyone turns to look at me. I gaze at Archie who's starring at me with his cute confused face and I smile at him, this time a genuine smile as I bring my hand towards him and drape it around his waist making him jolt alittle. I then turn to Tommy and continue what I started, "as in regards to that, I'm going to transfer you to the defence department."

That turns out to be a big blow to him and the others present here for that matter because everyone's eyes widen and mouth opens from what I said. Ofcourse, why wouldn't they be. People who work in defence department won't really get out from there. They had to spend almost all of their lives in there. Serves him right, right! From now, others will as well think twice before approaching my queen. Now, my heart feels at ease and I smile honestly, heartfully.