The King's Unkown Mistress

The King's Unkown Mistress

Since that day I have been a little bit happier, a little bit more alert and a little bit more seductive, I practiced in the mirror almost twice a day. My dad liked me a little more from the experience. I expected something to happen, I didn’t know what would happen, but I knew that it would be big! Every day I dreamed of the king declaring his love for me in front of everybody and taking me into his arms while kissing my eyelids, cheeks and the finally a long passionate kiss on the lips. My sister told me that she would here me giggle with laughter in my sleep so she would wake up and see me smiling. Each morning she asked me what I dreamed about that was so delightful. Each time I giggled at her since she didn’t know that the king knew about me. At my giggle she would beg me to tell her and I would smile my cute half smile and skip away. That would drive her mad, but she gave up. I would hope, sometimes, that she would urge me on to tell her and I would give in and tell her and at the end of me telling her I knew hew jaw would drop in jealousy. I always smiled at that thought, but I never did tell her about it. That wouldn’t be lady like. Day after day I would rise as happy as anyone could and I would fall asleep with a smile knowing another day the king might have thought of me. I would help my father like every other day, but I would do it quicker and more efficiently. One day as I awoke I decided I wanted to look good that day so I put on smoothing a little nice and fixed my hair to make me look pretty, instead of putting it up I let it hang down and I brushed it 8 times over and I admired its smoothness. I heard the door open from the downstairs and I waited for someone to get the person some help, but of course no one else heard the person open the doors so I went toward the stairs and skipped down them with my hair bobbing up and down. I looked at the customer and almost tripped on the stairs, it was Lord Dudley. I made sure he didn’t see my surprise as I walked down the rest of the stairs. He smiled his warm smile at and I almost melted under his gaze.
“How are you Mistress Eva?” Lord Dudley asked pleasantly.
“As joyful as a bird on a summer day.” I said with a half smile on my face.
“That is good. I am here to buy some candles for the king once again.” He replied.
“Why else would you be here?” I said curiously as I raised my eyebrow.
He laughed and smiled down at me with his huge white teeth. I smiled again with my seductive smile. Hoping that he was going to ask me something important. I knew this would be the big thing I thought. This would be the thing that I have been waiting for.
“I am here to ask you something else too, but now get me your finest candles. I need let us say 10.” He said cheerfully.
I curtseyed and walked to the wall of candles with my hips lightly swaying. I got a few good looking candles and had a few ones up top that I once again couldn’t reach. I saw Lord Dudley take a step toward me and before he could take another step I pulled out a stool and stepped on it to get the candles I wanted. I saw him take a step back a little annoyed about the stool. I couldn’t help myself, but a giggle escaped my mouth. Thank god it wasn’t some goose-sounding giggle, instead it came out like a sexy giggle that was rather welcoming. Lord Dudley looked up at me and gazed at me with a little spark of desire in his eyes. I would have let myself blush, but I could control that now from practices in the mirror. I turned away and got some more good-looking candles and counted to 10. I stepped down from the stool and handed it to Lord Dudley with a tiny smile on my face. He handed me the money and our hands touched. As if a shock went through me I pulled away and saw his same stunned expression. I once again went up to him except let the coins fall from his hand into mine. I quietly counted the coins trying to ignore the fact that we just had a shock from touching hands. I nodded at him and realized he had recovered from the thrill.
“What did you want to tell me Lord Dudley?” I asked trying to start a conversation.
“Oh yes, good news for you especially. The king has requested you as a lady in waiting to the queen!” he said with excitement flowing through him.
I staggered and almost fell to the ground, but luckily Lord Dudley caught me. Embarrassed I tried to get up and straighten my dress, but he wouldn’t let me go. I looked up at his eyes and saw him beaming with desire. I needed him to kiss me, but I knew he wouldn’t because he had a wife so I lifted my arms and pulled his face forward and kissed him passionately on the lips. I let him go and he started to push my head forward. I pried myself from his grip and stepped away. He grunted with desire.
“Thank you for this delightful news. I will tell my father you where here, lord Dudley.” I said calmly.
I curtseyed and went for the stairs, but I paused looked at him and blow him a kiss and flashed him a smile as I left him looking like a lovesick stable boy. I felt his gaze on my back, but I didn’t turn back instead I walked quickly up the stairs. I went into my room jumped onto my bed and screamed with delight into my pillow and I screamed myself to sleep.

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The next morning I skipped up to my dad as he ate his breakfast. He could almost sense something wonderful happened. E smiled at me in the morning and let me finish breakfast before he asked me about what happened.
“Eva you look remarkably happy today, why so?” my father asked curiously.
“ Oh nothing, just that Lord Dudley came yesterday and told me the most wonderful news.” I said cheerfully as I scrubbed my plate in the barrel of water.
“What news?” my father asked as his eyebrow raised.
“The king has request me to be a lady in waiting to the queen!” I said happily, but didn’t show all of my delight.
“That’s wonderful daughter. Now when will they expect you? I assume you would like new gowns, hoods and jewelry?” he said bluntly.
I blushed “Lord Dudley didn’t mention when I should come. I would like to have some new dresses when I go to court though.” I said embarrassed at his correct guess.
He nodded and handed me his plate to wash. I obediently washed it and started to think about how bold I was when I kissed Lord Dudley. Of course I wouldn’t tell my father that. It was a personal matter and I didn’t want him to tell my sister who would claim me a whore. She thought if you hugged a man that was not your husband you where a whore. I silently giggled at the thought. How this year was turning out, the King requesting me, Lord Dudley desiring me and in full bloom of womanhood. How I loved this year.
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My father got a letter the next day that I was going to go to court within the month and smiled with delight as my sister heard the news and her jaw dropped. Old sister rivalry, but we still loved each other. I never did mind if I triumphed over her though. I packed my bags and got 5 new gowns all beautifully made. I rode with Rose may and my father up to Whitehall. Soon the court would go to another house since they where on their summer progress. As I walked up to the castle I felt my confidence of coming there become smaller and smaller. I didn’t know how to flirt or dance or do anything. I started to panic, but I calmed myself down and started to pat Rose may on the neck. As we came into the stable a stable boy was surprisingly up and standing as soon as we got in and he helped me down. I smiled at him and bowed my head in thanks. Him not used to getting respect from anyone smiled a wide smile and I chuckled to myself. Some servant brought my stuff to the queen’s room and I thanked her for her kindness of taking my bags to the queen’s rooms. She too was not used to thanks and blushed and murmured your welcome. I scratched my head in confusion at how people weren’t used to the word thank you. I brushed it off as another court secret. I walked up the stone stairs and looked around at the magnificent paintings on the walls. They were crisp with detail and filled with life and color. As we went up to the queen’s rooms I realized I didn’t know how to greet a queen! If I asked my dad he would scold me for not knowing. I f I just winged it he would probably still scold me, but I might actually do it correctly. The guards at the front of the room tensed up when they saw me in my complete innocence of everything. I threw them a smile and saw him tense more. At that I giggled a little sexy laugh.
“My daughter is here to become the queen’s lady in waiting.” He said happily at how I could make a guard become attracted to me. They nodded and opened the doors. I looked at them again and said thank you sweetly. They not knowing how to respond nodded their heads, which made me, giggle more. I walked into the room and looked around the room and saw all the wonderful tapestries. I smiled delightfully at their beauty and them realized the queen was right in front of me. I blushed and curtseyed as low as possible. I almost hoped that I would seep into the ground and away from the queen. Of course that didn’t happen and I stayed in the curtsey until she waved her hand to let me rise. She looked at my father for him to tell him what I was doing here.
“My daughter, Eva, was requested to be one of your lady in waiting, Your Highness.” My father said in his deepest bow.
“That is delightful. I hope she will be a helpful maid in waiting.” The queen said with a smile that warmed the room.
I smiled at her for her kindness and thanked god that she was not mean and bitter.
“You will being sharing a room with Mistress Elizabeth Renner. Will you show Mistress Eva to her rooms.” She asked sweetly.
A tiny girl around the age of 12 got up and waved at me to follow her. She was fair skinned and had red-blonde, straight hair. She had dull gray like eyes that had a little spark of excitement in them except you had to look closely to see it. She had a plain light blue dress that emphasized her breasts and her slim body. I curtseyed to the queen and followed Mistress Elizabeth. As I walked with Mistress Elizabeth I realized that there was very little men in the room. One of the men, unfamiliar to me, had on a purple shirts and gold pants with designs all over the front of the shirt in silver. They looked very rich and well cared for. The person had dark brown hair that brushed lazily against his forehead. He had a straight nose like everybody in the room. His eyes where a misty brown color. He had tiny dimples in his mouth where his white smile spread from ear to ear, he was defiantly a courtier. The other men in the room where all the same pale colored skin, pale eyes, dull features, but full of excitement. My head tilted at them because they where and odd group each looking the same. In the corner was a man that was barely describable because a shadow covered his whole body except his feet which where covered with leather made very finely. The person came out of the shadow and I stopped I caught my breath and my head went dizzy, it was Lord Dudley. He smiled at me probably remembering our kiss, I practically forced upon him since he wouldn’t. I smiled a little smile that made his face light up. I kept walking with Mistress Elizabeth who suddenly looked uncomfortable with all of these people staring at the two of us. I just kept a smiled plastered on my face determined not to fall through the ceiling in this crazy court. I got to my rooms and caught a glimpse before leaving the queens present rooms almost like I would never see it again, but I knew I would and my body suddenly filled with delight and with scare. I closed the door behind me when I went into my room. I shared it with several other ladies, but I had to only share my bed with Elizabeth. I was thankful for that since I had heard awful stories of when sometimes they were so little beds that one lady had to go into labor with 7 other girls in the bed! Of course that wasn’t true, but you never r know. I smiled at Elizabeth and she blushed with embarrassment for me to smile at her. I tilted my head again in puzzlement at everybody’s reaction to a smile.
“So, where do I put my clothes?” I asked politely.
“Oh… You can put your clothes in this chest that you will share with me.” She mumbled.
I went to get my clothes out of my bag and put it into the chest. Almost out of nowhere 2 servants came out and started to unpack my clothes. I smiled and said thank you and I saw them almost flinch with the unexpected words. I looked at Elizabeth with puzzlement, but she herself looked at me with a little surprised at my manners. I shrugged it off again as a court mystery. I looked at Elizabeth of what to do and she started to walk out of the room and into the queen’s room and I went up to the queen and curtseyed slowly. My father was there talking to the queen and he bowed and kissed me on the head and said a blessing. I smiled up at him and gave him a hug after his blessing, half the ladies in the present chamber either gasped or said nothing, but watched with huge eyes. I let my father kiss me on the cheeks and leave the room as I waved to him. I turned back to the queen trying to act unaware of everybody’s eyes on me. I could feel Lord Dudley’s gaze burn on my back. AS I once again curtseyed to the queen she beckoned me forward with her finger. I walked slowly up to the gorgeous queen with her moon shaped face and waited for a command. She waved her hands at the other ladies as they all started to sew or play cards or something. She smiled at me a motherly warm smile. I was very unfamiliar to that kind of smile since my mother died.
“Do you know anything about court Mistress Eva?” The queen asked curiously.
“I know nothing at court, your majesty. Nor do I no more than 3 languages, but not fluent in any. I do not have the manners of court and I do not have the style of court, but alike every girl I wish to be here and learn, your majesty.” I said truthfully and confident.
It was almost obvious every girl in the room was listening, but trying to look busy with work as best as they could. I suppressed a giggle at the fact of what people might say about me because of what I just said.
“Then we will have to teach you wont we. Your something different Mistress Eva and I don’t just mean your name. I have never heard anyone say one sentence without lying, but somehow you managed 5.” She said a little taken back by my boldness and happy at having someone truthful.
“I may say things that are not like this court or I may say something not to your liking and if I do I would like to have forgiveness. I know that is a lot to ask, but I would like that to be in your mind when I get kicked out of court for saying something, doing something or offending your majesty.” I said once again with my voice not even cracking in terror at the thought of what might happen next.
She smiled and waved her hand for someone to come forward. A little boy not much younger than 11 came running to do her beck or call. I came with a pen and paper in his hand waiting excitedly at what errand she might send him to do.
“Ask John Delray if he could tutor Mistress Eva in a few of her subjects.” She said politely.
“What languages do you know?” she asked curiously.
“ I mainly know Spanish, then English and then French, otherwise I’m worthless.” I said boldly.
She smiled at the thought of someone speaking Spanish as his or her best language. I let out a silent sigh of relief and she beckoned Mistress Elizabeth over and whispered something in her ear. Mistress Elizabeth nodded and crooked her finger at me. I followed her as she weaved through ladies to where she sat. She handed me a pair of needles and a ball of yarn and there we sat for the wrest of the day sewing shirts for the poor. That was all that happened until the king came stomping into the room without any one to introduce him.