love of power

   "My queen" still whispers in my ear as I lays down next to him. I  look at him while he sleep  and play with his hair and think if ever found out the rumors shall spread like wildfire. What is this weakness for men of power? I tried very hard to be good and righteous but it seems a friendship which is all it started out to be with the Comte de Provence has turned into more then just a friendship of people who love to read and eat sweet desserts. It has turned into another affair that is marking my life in direction that I am not even sure is good or bad.

    He isn't anything as the rumors say he is much more. A virgin he is not and he has a appetite for other things then just dessert and one day what a king he may make. We discuss things going on with the kingdom and thing he wishes to one day do if ever given the chance and I hope that he does get to do those things because he has great plans for his kingdom.
   It all started as just a kiss in the library which we both denied because in the end telling the truth would spell much trouble for me and really none for him. I am the one taking the risk.Although I am not the one who started it all. I mean I have just been myself. Speaking like a educated women and not like a women who was only taught to entertain at salons for my husbands friends in their leisure time. There is more to me and more to women then that. I think.
   I tried very hard to deny him and his beautiful smile and his laughter that  also makes you smile in your saddest moods can make you melt. I am familiar with forbidden love. I know it well but there is something about it that is alluring and sends passionate shivers down my spine and gives me a feeling that I can't explain and it feels good to be loved by someone...once again.