Brown Skin by Timaira Smith (bearly read books .txt) 📕

to see what exactly it was?" King Troy put his hands on his hips and leaned against his door. Sir Thomas' countenance fell.

"Well, my liege...um.." He turned around at the group of guards standing behind them. They all looked around at each other. "You mean to tell me no one investigated what could have been a crime, after I told you of the importance to keep this court safe?!"

"Do not yell at them Thomas, you were the main one paranoid. Tis was no murderer. I followed the trail myself and it lead outside to the river. A lady in waiting had a head injury, that she just wanted to clean up. No crime, no death, just a bleeding wound. Now, leave me for I will be sleeping now. I think I have had enough excitement for one day. All of us have. All you, get yourselves to bed and sleep. Tomorrow I will call a holiday for us all to do nothing but rest." He concluded, letting his mind wonder to Lillian's body. All bowed, turned around and prepared to go separate ways. "Thomas!" King Troy called out, remember one task.

"My Lord?"

"Before you go to sleep, arrange for a stone tub to be bought for a Lil....Edwina, the new lady in waiting to my sister. Find her room and put it there." Sir Thomas ducked his head to kiss King Troy's hand and headed towards the treasury. Finally alone with his thoughts, King Troy walked into his chamber door and closed and locked it. He slipped off his boots and his shirt, for like he said, he was feverish. He collapsed onto his bed and laid on his back. Lillian....Lillian... Her body image ran through his mind again. He was so attracted to her, only seeing her thrice. He never experience such a curiosity about a woman. Especially one of a kind like she was. Her brown colored skin made him quiver with excitement, instead of cower in fear like other men he have heard of do in the presence of a brown skin. He stared up at the ceiling and watched her bend over the river again, her body being showed clearly through the damp and thin cloth dress she had on. Her breasts.....her face.... her eyes. He began to lose his breath and he closed his eyes. Dreaming of what she would look like naked played a scene to the back of his eyelids. Overwhelmed with desire, his hands slowly slid down his chest and under the covers. Closing his legs he gripped the bed, fighting the urge to gain access to where he raged hard and tall, even under the heavy silk and velvet covers. He sighed her name one last time...Lillian. Fluffed

"So who gives your room a makeover?!"

"The King himself" Lillian smoothed out the fresh silk overthrow on her new queen sized bed. She smiled as she walked to the other side and did it again. She sat down in the middle of the bed and flopped backwards, flipping her skirts up, showing off her thick legs. She threw her hands down to catch them with a childish laugh. Rebecca stood still, with her arms crossed across her small chest. She was furious in the sudden happy mood of the brown skin. She looked around her room with a angry envious rage. She turned her nose up and started searching her brain for something to knock Lillian off her joyful cloud. She smiled evilly.

"He did it because he feels sorry for you, being that you made yourself a fool in front of the whole kingdom. It was out of pity, resist growing pompous, you have nothing but a new apartment to show for it." Lillian crossed her legs. She ignored Rebecca, for she felt the real reason for her harsh words. She smiled big again and Rebecca could not handle it anymore. She despised happy, she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. She crashed into Macy who was walking down the hall, chewing on a piece of cranberry muffins. "My God Macy, must you always stuff your fat cheeks? " Macy swallowed the piece in her mouth hard.

"What is the matter with you?" She put another piece in her mouth.

"That girl has not been her a week and yet one day after she busts her face in front of the whole kingdom, the king gives her apartment a massive re-make. I have been here for two years, where is my silk sheets and bear skin rugs and pillow top bedding?!" She shrieked. She was livid, and Macy well knew this side of her friend, yet she remained unfazed.

"The king feels sorry for her, what are you so angry for?"

"Sorry or not, surely it is because she did some kind of favor for him. That whore! I want Troy Stawery.... he was supposed to fall in love with me Macy! I have no competition against her! I have had it with her!" Rebecca ran down the hall in angry tears. Macy watched Rebecca run away then looked at Lillian's door. She opened it and slipped through the crack, as if to sneak.

"Hello Macy" Lillian said without looking up at the door. Macy looked at her with a confused look. She finished her muffin and sat down in Lillian's new chair. Looking around at Lillian's new apartment, she understood Rebecca's frustration.

"This room is beautiful, how in God's name did you get the king to do this for something like you?"

"I know not, all I know is that there is a person with a heart at court, and it was surprisingly the king himself" Lillian smiled warmly again, jumping up into her bed and snuggling into her new comforters. She undressed under the covers and threw her dress across the room, with it landing perfectly on the chair. She was wearing her only chemise, a white thigh length silk dress that no longer fit her figure for being so old and worn. She kicked her feet around under the plushy comforter in order to get warmer.

"So you got on the king's warm side huh? I would be careful if I were you, if you think the wrath of Rebecca is frightening, our lord the king can be worse. I have seen him slap and throw men off of walls for the mildest of slights." Lillian shook her head.

"Surely not."

"Surely yes, You may be in a favor of king Troy now but do not forget he is a man. You know why women are here in court, it is not just to cater to the royalty." Macy waited for a reaction, but never got one . Lillian smiled, imagining the king in his nightwear. "My God girl get your head out of the sky! If you are going to continue to stay on the King's best side, you better realize the price you are going to have to pay. He might start summoning you into his private chamber soon, or since he is a bold one, come to you in nothing but trousers, standing hard and out for you to take care of." Lillian stopped smiling and sat up to look at Macy. She suddenly felt self conscious and covered her chest. She was horrified at this thought.

"No, surely not, he would not force me."

"Ha! He is a king, it would be more like you better not refuse him. You appear as if you never known this before. Surely you have been with a man before?" Lillian looked down at her covers and confessed. "No? You are a virgin! God have mercy! No man has penetrated your maidenhead yet? Do you even know how it happens?!"

"Somewhat, I have had brothers, I have heard them talk about them standing out or what not.When I had my first flux my mother told me that it would mean that I am a woman and that men would desire me." Lillian stated quietly. She began to wonder about the women at court, what if Macy is right? How many woman have given up their maidenhead to some man in court. She was taught that her maidenhead was a precious gift to her future husband by her mother. When Lillian started her first flux she asked her mother what would happen when she got married.

"When we get to that point I will tell you, there is no sense in knowing it now." But her mother died. Lillian remembered her funeral and started tearing up.

"Look at you, crying of frustration! You need to become a real woman. hmm let me think, this is going to be hard because of your difference to all the other women at court. You are so dark compared to everyone else, but then again that might be in your favor. Who would be up for it...Sir Henry? No no, Sir William...maybe. No I know, Sir-"

"What are you talking about, Macy?"

"I am trying to think of a man to take you out of your misery. Court is no place for a virgin, it is best that you get it over with now before word gets out that you are one. You will be hounded like a wolf onto a sheep." Lillian shook her head violently.

"No Macy! I was taught that a maidenhead is a woman's gift to her husband. A precious thing! I can not just open my legs to some random stranger just to fit in at court. If you have not noticed, I was not made to fit in court anyway, why does it matter that I have never lain with a man?"

"Listen here brown skin, you are in the Stawery Manor, that means you are at court, not on the countryside where you might have been born. There are different rules here, lust and desire runs wild here. You need to forget that promise to your future husband and get it taken care of. I am trying to protect you, and plus you never know. Maybe the man you do it with, would be your future husband.

"But I want to wait-"

"Hush now, and trust me, this is crucial. Believe me you, if the king blessed you with such a room the day after just seeing you, he will come in your apartment hot and ready to be blessed back. There is nothing worse than being a virgin and being beckoned to the king's bed. I will see what I can do for you, and do not thank me. This is for your own good." Macy got up and walked to the door, formulating a plan in her mind. "Oh and Edwina? I would be careful what you do or say to Rebecca, even by accident. She can be an awful enemy, she is certainly not a woman to upset, if you know what is good for you." She walked out and closed the door behind her. Lillian laid