The Two Sides Of Royalty

It is the year 1910, and Jane May has been arranged to be married to the Duke of Dorset on her 16th birthday. She understands that this experience will change her life forever, changing her status from a normal teenager in the 19th century to the Duchess of Dorset, but she wants the best of both worlds: to keep her 2 year relationship with her lover, Edward, but at the same time, to marry William. She has wanted royalty from a young age, but knows that by marrying the Duke, she will not be able to see Edward.
Unfortunately, she does not have the choice to decide the path of her life, and so life of a Duchess begins. She adores the privacy, William, and the expensive dresses she receives, but she also has to keep her secret: sneaking out to see Edward. As her life as the Duchess of Dorset goes on, she finds that William is not the perfect Duke, or the prince of her dreams. He has some dark secrets too...

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5. Conceiving of Charles

I am reaching my 19th birthday, and have spent nearly three years that I cannot even begin to describe in the Place, being Duchess. William has not forced me into anything, but I am quite aware of what my duties are as Duchess, to give William a male heir.

Since I was a young child, I would never have even imagined to see the Duke of Dorset, let alone marrying him, and being a Duchess, but I admit to myself now, I was one of those young girls who strained their necks as much as possible just to catch a glimpse of him at the popular balls at the town hall, and now that I am married to him, I must fulfil my duties, and produce a baby boy for him.

And now, news has come from the doctor, called by William a few days ago, when I was in ill spirit, that I am pregnant. Only a maximum of a month, the doctor believes, but no matter what he says, I have fulfilled my duties as Duchess, and will soon be able to hand over to William a healthy baby, hopefully an heir.

Time goes by like the wind, and soon I am 19 and 7 months pregnant. I spend most of my days in my room, knitting clothes for the baby that is soon to come, and maintaining a healthy diet. I spend most of my nights next to William as he strokes my swollen belly in awe and amazement, excited about his first baby. I hold his head as he occasionally bends down to kiss my belly, and smile to myself, realizing now, that he would be happy with whatever gender baby he is given, that he would love him or her so much.

He rubs my belly in slow circles, and whispers softly to the baby.

"You are going to be the most beautiful little baby in the world, aren't you?" he chuckles softly, and I am thankful that he doesn't mention a word about a baby boy.

I laugh freely and stroke William's unruly golden brown locks of hair.

"Any baby of yours will surely be the most beautiful, William, without a doubt." I answer back, and imagine him playing with our son. William playing with his baby boy? I smile at myself again, before he interrupts my daydream.

"Correction, Jane, any baby of ours will be without a doubt the most beautiful baby." he stops rubbing my belly and looks up at me with the same twinkling brown eyes as I saw the night that he first danced with me, the night he asked father for my hand in marriage. The night that I became an incredibly lucky girl, one which I will never forget for as long as I live. I still remember being mesmerized by the lights that shined in his eyes, and counting the colours as he looked at me. Who would have known that I would have been picked to marry him? The only girl who danced with him on that starry night.

"Yes, our baby." I smiled, reassuring him, and softly stroke his unruly hair again, while he cracks a smile that lights up the whole room.

He seems so happy that we're expecting a baby in 2 months, and I am, too, but deep inside, I still have the worry gnawing away at me that he will be unhappy if I produce a baby, even though he is acting care-free now.

I just hope so badly that it is a boy. I pat my stomach and close my eyes and wish harder than I've ever wished for anything before.

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