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    The King's Love
    The King's Love
    The King's Love
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    The King's Love

    By Roxie Brandon

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    When King Edward would be ready for his queen, no one could say with exactitude for he was hardly in the business of sowing his wild oats and even in the more basic acts of romance between the royal families of the Seven Kingdoms or even the maidens of the palace for the King was of a quiet disposition and overly focused on the labour of running the kingdom.

    It seemed irregular even for him, in a world where everyone seemed to marry for a reason, he wanted him to be different. He wanted to feel love for whomever he married and he wanted to feel the emotion reciprocated to him.

    King Edward has a plan: he must act as a commoner to find a wife. Will he find the queen he was looking for? Will he fall in love?
    Enjoy this sweet historical romance with a happily ever after.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRoxie Brandon
    Release dateApr 16, 2019
    ISBN9780463602669
    The King's Love
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    Roxie Brandon

    Roxie Brandon is an author of historical and contemporary romance, beauty and fashion books.Her romances range in setting from Medieval times to the Twentieth Century.She loves walks in the countryside and having afternoon tea with family and friends.

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      The King's Love - Roxie Brandon

      The King’s

      Love

      Copyright © 2019 Roxie Brandon All Rights Reserved

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      CHAPTER ONE

      CHAPTER TWO

      CHAPTER THREE

      CHAPTER FOUR

      CHAPTER FIVE

      CHAPTER ONE

      Gregory stuttered so much it made all his hard work even more tedious to observe. His head, buried in a pile of the brown leaves, gave intimation of a studious mind quick at the work it was set at and of no regard to the world that went past about him.

      Often he did lift his head, to watch the light of the lamp flicker, an oil lamp. One day, the matter of science would offer something better than the pale amber flames, quick to perish and giving off a sickening odour but all he had now was all he would make use of and he maintained its use in the silence that enveloped his vocation.

      As hi... hi... his ma... Majesty pleases, it would... He offered consideration to the subject before him, the sentence only made part of the sense he was hoping it would and his mind wandered off to something better. Something his mind ruminated on in the bare surface of it, regarding its depth with boredom before strolling away.

      Of course, the matter was one that warranted better use of grammar. If only he could get the words right; the perfect balance between soliciting and maintaining dignity. It was such a mundane task for a man of his calibre but the matter before him was one that warranted the greatest care, a small mistake which would be taken out of context due to the position of his own king.

      The light flickered, catching his attention for the umpteenth time that evening and it was yet still early.

      Gregory, the servant of the King; as he would like to be addressed had served the deceased king up until his death and now when his son had taken his stead, it had fallen to Gregory to draft the matters of their allegiance in such a manner that the king appeared bold and commanding and the same time unwilling to show any signs of arrogance that might doom his relationships with the neighbouring kingdoms.

      The old kings shared respect on the basis of common friendship and his Prince Edward, who was now king enjoyed no such relationship with any of them. It really was one of the most difficult evenings of his employment.

      Greta! He called to his wife, his voice was the grating noise of parched skin rubbing against each other and his lips smacked when he had called her name.

      He returned his eyes to the paper before him, the incomplete jumble of sentences and words which never particularly made any sense to him and he felt the urge of a sigh rushing up his throat.

      The woman who came bustling through the door was a large ball of human flesh, an imprecise form for a human that it only did take an unimaginative mind to really appreciate the fact the fact that she was not beautiful.

      She opened her mouth, the bulbous bags of muscles that stretched when she sought to speak.

      Yes, Gregory. she called.

      May I get another cup of your most tasteful wine? he asked, strangely without a trace of compliment in his tone.

      The woman gruffed as though the chore tired her. She muttered some obscenity which never did go past the bridge of her nose, not because she feared him or by reason of any domestic threats to her person, merely a gasp of exasperation.

      It's your fifth cup, Gregory she said out loud, any more and you will be drunk

      Did I run out of wine in this abode? He barked at her at the instance of her protestation.

      No, my Lord She bowed slightly.

      Now fetch me a cup of wine the violence of his speech evaporated at her change of conviction.

      She bowed and trudged away like a cart pulled by cattle. The door creaked ajar and was shut slowly.

      Gregory fumed at his luck with women. She was like a wild flower by his side. She had given him so much glory by her connections and taken so

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