Arranged Marriage (prince!Luke) Part Two
When you agreed to marry Luke, this was the last thing you expected to happen.
You wish you could turn back time.
Back to when you first arrived at Castle Hill, Luke’s country. When you were greeted by a flood of villagers who threw rose petals at you, as you’d slowly risen to the castle gates, tight smiles wound faces who reluctantly celebrated your arrival.
King Andy hated you with a passion.
You saw it in his eyes, his warm smile never felt so cold. You can recall clearly when you were allowed to visit the towns and you had bought a gaggle of children who were starving food instead of buying yourself clothes like he gave you money for.
You sensed his distaste for you when he noticed how bright Luke’s eyes would light up when you were in his sight. He called you weak.
But deep in the pits of your guts, you had a feeling this would happen. Luke’s parting words echoed in your mind.
He’s sending me off lead a war, I don’t know when I’ll return.
He’s punishing me.
It had been three months since that night. Two months since you found out you were carrying Luke’s child. There had been no word from Luke. The country where the war was happening was a sea away and no troops could be spared for communication.
“Y/n, please finish your fruits.” Queen Liz reminded you sternly.
She had always been formal towards you but once she discovered the pregnancy she had softened up.
“There’s our lovely sister in law, how’s my nephew doing?” Jack cooed, flitting his eyes down to your slightly pudgy stomach.
“Been doing alright, just giving me a lot of sickness.” Ben laughed before reaching down to ruffle your hair.
Jack opened his mouth to say something when a maid rushed in.
“Prince Lucas has been found!” Your heart stopped at her words.
You wrenched yourself up from the stairs and almost broke into a sprint before two hands grabbed both your wrists. Looking up, you saw that Ben and Jack were pointedly glaring at you. You quickly realized what the they meant and began walking towards the gates. You stopped short when the guards carried in a body.
Luke’s body was tattered, his hair matted with dirt there were gashed all over his body and his clothes were torn. Some of his wounds had turned a nasty purple and green- but he was breathing, you noticed with relief. Queen Liz was crying by his face, Ben and Jack were rubbing their eyes as well.
The next day news came that Luke was awake and Ben was said to leave for the war at nightfall. You cautiously made your way to Luke’s bedside.
Luke’s face looked marginally better than yesterday, his bruises had darkened however. It pained you to see what punishment he had been forced through for you.
“Y/n,” Luke croaked when spotted you, flinching as his lips had cuts. “I’ve missed you love.”
“As have I Luke I’m sorry you had to do this for me.” You gushed out, feeling the tears well up in your eyes.
“I did this for us. He promised-” Luke began to cough and you hurried to give him water. He gulped it down gratefully before clearing his throat.
“Father said its okay, he’s going to let us live in the Northern Palace. I don’t know why.” Luke said frowning, evidently confused about his father’s sudden good deed.
That’s when you remembered you hadn’t told him yet.
“Luke…” You began nervously chewing on your lip.
“What’s wrong?” Luke asked quickly, noticing your state with concern.
“Are you not well?” You let out a nervous laugh.
“Actually, I’m really well. I’m- I’m with a child Luke. Your child.” You mumbled shyly, staring at his bedding rather than his face.
You felt a shock of surprise when Luke lifted your chin and kissed you out of the blue.
“It’s going to be a boy.” You breathed out once you’d pulled apart.
Luke was smiling despite his injuries, the sparkle had returned to his sky blue eyes.
“Yeah? How’s my boy been?” He asked eagerly.
“I suppose you could say he’s a royal pain.” You answered, giggling at your joke along with him.
It felt as if everything was going to be good now. If not forever, atleast just now.
And now is all you really need.