She's back?????

Honestly I don't know if I'm back for sure but here's a new chapter! I'm gonna apologize once for taking pretty much two ish years to update and keep it short, but yeah I lost inspo to write Harry fanfic in general because I grew out of the obsession. But recently I've been watching The Great on Hulu and I absolutely love how easily a period drama can inspire me to write this fanfic!

This is a bit of a filler chapter but ends on an important note so I do advise you to read the recap I posted for this book a chapter a go. Or feel free to re read the book again!

Excuse any errors or rusty writing and enjoy the smut (: I decided to treat y'all because you've been so patient and supportive while I've fucked off and THANK YOU FOR A MILLION VIEWS ON THIS BOOK! It's kinda crazy how people keep reading it while it's incomplete and barely updated.

Last thing that happened was: Harry and Reina held a royal feast for the heads of the royal houses who came to Caunwaiton to decide what to do with the Messians.

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   "I cannot believe she brought her filthy pet to the feast!"

  Reina rolled her eyes lightly with an amused smile as she took off her jewelry. She sat down and took her crown off, smiling in amusement at Harry's irritated mood. Her gaze turned to him, watching him pace around the room, removing his clothes and ranting angrily.

   "S-She thinks she can just swoop in and ruin my lovely feast!" he continued to ramble loudly, undoing his cape and letting it drop to the floor.

   "You're just upset because she stole the crowd's attention from you," Reina teased, making him snap his gaze towards her and frown. "Oh don't give me that look. She was simply defending me against stupid Declan."

   "What was Declan saying this time?" Harry groaned quietly, shrugging his jacket off and walking towards her.

   "Gossip about how our plan to compromise is very unpopular amongst the nobles but the only reason they're going along with it is because you're King," she told him, as he leaned against her dresser and folded his arms over his chest, frowning at her words. "That didn't bother me that much though, it was other things he said."

   "He brought up my father," she sighed heavily, making his frown deepen.

  "What did he say about your father?" Harry inquired quietly, noticing that she was visibly upset. He got down on one knee, taking her hands in his and looking her in the eye intently.

  "He found it amusing that Reyes and I preach about peace and compromise, yet my father was selfish enough to abandon those values and challenge House Styles for the throne," she told him, as he listened attentively. "Anyways, Kirsten simply stepped in to defend me against Declan."

   "I wish Declan would just stop already," Harry pulled his brows together and scowled heavily. "I want to have him removed from his position as the Hand, but the problem is I don't have anyone to replace him."

   "You've plenty of advisors who've proved to be better than him," Reina frowned. "Fionn would be a wonderful hand; intelligent, strategic, caring."

   "You are right, he'd be a wonderful candidate. Ideally, I would love for you to be my Hand, or Reyes. I trust you both immensely," Harry spoke honestly, making Reina's features soften as she took his face into her hands.

   "Harry," she smiled, finding his words flattering.

   "But alas you're already my Queen, and I would never make Reyes leave Vardomos without a Rahraenos to look after it," he said, mouth forming a tight-lipped smile. "Tradition doesn't allow for Queens to be the Hand."

   "Hmmm," Reina hummed quietly, before tapping his nose and speaking again. "Most of tradition is simply peer pressure from dead people. Sometimes a little change is good"

   "You have a fair point," Harry murmured, tilting his head slightly to press his lips against the palm of her hand. "I hope to implement these changes once we're done with this Messian problem."

   "Of course," she nodded in understanding, thumb stroking his cheek. "I pray they accept compromise."

  "I do as well," Harry sighed, a grave look appearing on his face. "But the uncertainty is unsettling."

   "It is, and I feel afraid," Reina admitted quietly, pulling her hands away from his face and fiddling with her own fingers. "I am afraid that war will be the outcome."

Reina looked away as Harry agreed, rambling about how horrible war would be; sacrificing his men, using up the Crown's resources and much more. He didn't know that what she was most afraid of was losing him. She had already lost so much, two of the most important people in her life to war; Jon and her father. She prayed to the gods above that they wouldn't have to turn to violence to solve this problem. He saw the worry woven into the beautiful features and lifted her hands to kiss her knuckles, earning her attention.

    "I will make sure this world is safe for our little ones to enter, my love," Harry said firmly, untangling one of his hands from hers to touch her pregnant belly. "By safe I mean, Messian-free at least for now."

    "Of course, I- ah fuck!" Reina cried out loud, feeling the baby kick which in turn made Harry gasp because he felt it.

   "One of them just agreed with me!" Harry exclaimed with a grin, resting his cheek against her belly. "I think they like to hear me talk."

   "I suppose they do," she murmured with a smile, grimacing when the baby moved again. "Bloody hurts though, I cannot imagine how much worse it will be when I give birth in two months."

   "Does it frighten you? The thought of childbirth?" Harry asked carefully. Reina could see the concern in his eyes.

   "Sometimes," she sighed heavily. "I don't know what frightens me more, childbirth or motherhood."

   "Why would motherhood frighten you?" Harry frowned deeply as she ran her fingers through his thick curls.

    "It sounds ridiculous, but I sometimes fear I may not be a good mother," she mumbled, making Harry purse his lips.

   "You're right," he said at first, making her brows lower. "It does sound ridiculous."

   "Harry-"

   "If there's anyone I know whom I believe will be an incredible mother, it's you Reina," Harry pulled his head up to look at her.
"You were raised by such remarkable women; your mother, Aella and Genevieve. You've learnt from the best, you're so wise with so much love to give. I have absolutely no doubt that you'll be a good mother, and I wish you could see yourself through my eyes."

   "Harry," she pouted her lips at him, heart swelling up at his words as she pulled his face towards hers to peck his lips. "You're going to be an incredible father too you know."

   "I suppose," he shrugged lightly. "You're going to have to teach me, I haven't a clue of how babies work."

   "Well isn't that reassuring," she teased with an amused smile. She protested when he pinched her cheek in response.

   "Joke all you want, I just know I love those babies immensely and I'll do anything for them," Harry said fiercely, making Reina smile warmly at him.

   "That in itself already makes you a good father, Harry," she told him, stroking his cheek.

  He grinned at her, that beautiful, dimpled smile of his that was oh so contagious. Their lips met in a slow, lingering kiss; deep love for each other pouring into the intimate action as their hands held onto one another. His hands slid up from her waist to her arms, pulling her up to stand with him. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her swollen stomach press against his abdomen as he suddenly deepened the kiss. Her fingers wove themselves into his curls, his jaw slackening as she allowed herself to indulge in the enthralling pleasure she received from his kisses.
 
   "Fuck, oh how I've missed these fine lips of yours," he breathed into the kiss, sinking his teeth into her lower lip and tugging on it gently.

   "Harry," she murmured back, tone heavy with lust and longing. "Oh, how I've missed you."

   He let out a small groan at her words, before he turned her around and pressed her against the dresser. His hot breath fanned against her exposed neck as her hands grabbed the edge of the dresser, feeling his lips suck, kiss and bite her skin. Her hand left the wood to curl around the nape of his neck, turning her head to kiss him as he pressed himself against her from the back. He so desperately wanted to lift her dress up and bend her over, slide his rock-hard member into her dripping pûssy. But he wanted to be respectful and careful with her.

    "Reina," Harry breathed heavily into her neck, his tone dropping several octaves lower and igniting a flame within Reina. "I need you."

    "I'm all yours to have, my King."

  Harry let a groan at her words, hands leaving her waist and immediately reaching for her dress to pull it up. Reina's heart banged violently against her rib cage as she attempted to bend over a bit, resting her swollen belly on the dresser gently to the best of her abilities. Harry sunk his teeth into his lower lip at the sight of her ass, bringing his hand down to grip her supple flesh tightly and give it a sharp squeeze, causing her to suck in a breath. She was aching for him since it had been such a long time since they've done anything remotely sexual. The anticipation was delightful, but also painful.

   "Harry," Reina breathed quietly, looking over her shoulder and making eye contact with him. She urged him on, "please."

   Hearing his wife beg was like sweet music to his ears. So, he moved his hand lower between her legs and stroked her soaking sex ever so lightly. A smirk drawled onto his pink lips at the sight of Reina visibly reeling from that one simple touch, exhaling shakily.

   "My love, you're so wet," Harry teased, continuing to rub her up and down before circling her clît effortlessly. "I can tell you've missed me."

   "Are you truly being cocky right now?" Reina huffed lightly, sexually frustrated with him. She opened her mouth to say more but instead as soft moan escaped her parted lips when Harry slipped two fingers in, knuckle deep.

   "Fuck, I adore the way your arousal drips down my fingers," Harry sucked in a breath at the sound that was emitted from him thrusting his fingers into her pûssy.

  He pulled his fingers out of her and crouched down quickly, both hands grabbing her ass cheeks and spreading them apart before he buried his face into her pûssy from the back. A deep moan rumbled in Reina's chest at the feeling of his tongue dipping between her wet folds, circling her entrance. Reina gasped and reached behind to grab a fistful of his hair, holding him in place with his tongue inside of her.

   "I need you inside of me," she exhaled heavily, chest heaving and letting go of his hair. "Now."

  Harry rose up behind her, hands leaving her hips momentarily to undo the drawstrings of his pants to free his hard côck. Reina peered over his shoulder as he stroked himself, breathing heavily. He pursed his lips and allowed a string of his spit to dribble from his mouth to his côck. He spread it all over, lubricating his length. He reached for her hip with one hand and gripped it hard before using the other hand to drag the tip of his côck up and down Reina's slick slit. She sunk her teeth into her lower lip with anticipation, before peering over her shoulder with pleading eyes.

  Harry held eye contact with her as he pushed just the tip of his côck into her and watched as her face contorted with pleasure. Her hand darted back and grabbed ahold of his shirt as an attempt to pull him further into her, but he held back. He looked back down at where they were joined, licking his lips as he shifted his hips forwards until his cock was fully in her. For a second, they stood like that, joined together in the most intimate way possible, overwhelmed by the feeling. It had been a while since they were last intimate together.

   "Harry," Reina whined quietly, overcome with pleasure. Her hormones doubled her sex drive for the entirety of her pregnancy. Thus, she was happy she was getting sexual relief, but she needed him to absolutely wreck her. "Please, my love, I need you so badly."

  Harry snapped out of the daze he was in when he heard her words and gripped her hips tightly. He pulled out before slamming back in with force, earning a gasp from Reina. His thick cock stretched her out so perfectly that she could feel a slight tinge of soreness between her legs, but it felt so damn good. Harry started fucking her slowly but deeply, letting her ass hit his abdomen with every stroke. She could feel every inch of his côck drive into her, eliciting deep moans that fell from her parted lips.

   "Fuck, I need you on my cock every day, Reina," Harry grunted heavily behind her, groaning as she pushed back on his côck desperately.

  Harry's words rang in Reina's ears, turning her on even more than she already was. He pulled his hand up and brought it down sharply on her ass, earning a sound that was a mix of a gasp and a moan from her before she pleaded for him to do it again. Harry smirked happily, spanking her again and making sure a mark was left behind from his rings on her sensitive skin. He looked down at her asshôle and licked his lips, before lowering his head and spitting on it. Reina pulled her head up at the action and looked over her shoulder when she felt his thumb rubbing the spot gently. He made eye contact with her, eyes quietly asking for consent to go ahead, and she nodded, slightly grateful that she had cleaned herself thoroughly today. Their gazes stayed intact as he slipped his thumb in, earning a shaky moan from Reina as now both of her holes were being stimulated.

   "Mhmmm so fucking tight," Harry hummed as he kept his hips moving in sync with his thumb. "How does that feel, love?"

   "Amazing," Reina uttered in response, shocked by how incredible the feeling was. The pleasure she felt was so intense that she felt as if she could pass out.

   "Spread your legs further, darling," Harry instructed with a sharp spank once again. "Let me ruin you."

  Reina shifted her feet further apart and pulled her stomach off the dressing table. One of her hands gripped the edge of the table while the other supported her belly from underneath. Harry kept this thumb inside of her while he tightened his grip on her left hip and started pounding into her. He was shocked at how wet Reina was, dripping all over his côck and causing dirty noises of their fucking to fill the room. Reina's moans were growing higher in pitch and volume because he was striking her g-spot repeatedly.

   "Oh, fuck me!" Reina gasped with her eyes screwed shut, wanting to scream when liquid started gushing from her, all over Harry's côck.

  Harry didn't stop moving, knowing that he was hitting a familiar spot that often made her squirt. Her loud gasps and whimpers were like music to his ears as he kept on pounding, feeling her wetness on his thighs, and hearing it hit the floor. His high was approaching too, but he wanted to finish Reina off first. He slowed down his thrusts as her moans did too, biting his lower lip harshly as he watched her gasp for air. But suddenly she pushed back on him until his balls touched her ass, causing him to release into her with a heavy groan. His upper body collapsed against hers, as his hands left her ass and his arms engulfed her from behind. He pulled out of her and buried his face buried itself into her neck and placed a kiss there, exhaling deeply.

   "Holy fucking shit," Harry murmured into her neck, earning a chuckle from Reina. "I didn't realize how badly I needed that."

   "I did," Reina said, causing him to pull his head up with a chuckle. "This pregnancy has me absolutely feral for you."

   "Oh really?" Harry hummed with a smirk, squeezing his arms around her gently. He kissed her cheek firmly, "Does that mean I can have you on my cock every day?"

   "Very funny," Reina rolled her eyes at him in a teasing manner, causing him to pout. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, heart fluttering in her chest as a result.

   "I love you," Harry told her once they broke away, resting his forehead against hers.

   "I lov- ow!" Reina exclaimed, sucking a breath, and averting her gaze to her pregnant belly. "They're both kicking."

   "Awwww, they think I'm talking to them," Harry chuckled heartily, hands moving to touch her baby bump.

  Reina was flooded with a sense of relief as she listened to Harry tell their unborn children how much he loved them. They moved with every word as if they could hear him speak, causing her eyes to grow watery with tears of happiness. She was so scared the stress and grief she's endured for the past few days rendered one of the children weak as she only felt one of them kicking. But now she felt kicking from both the top and the bottom of her swollen belly that meant that the babies are okay. Harry noticed the tears in her eyes and frowned slightly.

   "Are you alright, love?" he asked her, tone filled with concern. She looked at him with a blissful smile and nodded.

   "It's just the first time I've felt happy in quite a while."

   "Oh Reina," Harry's features softened at her words and heart ached a little, hugging her tightly. "I'm happy you are able to find some light during these dark times. You tell me if there's anything I can do to keep this beautiful smile of yours present, alright love?"

   Reina nodded with a light smile, pressing a short kiss onto his lips before pulling back and whispering, "I love you."

   "Mhmm I love you too, Little Dragon," he murmured against her lips, squeezing her hands.

  They then decided to clean up and head to bed since they were exhausted from the banquet and their intimate activities. Harry left Reina to call the maids to help her get undressed and set the bath for them. He pulled his pants back up his legs and secured the drawstrings, before heading over to the bedchamber door.

   "Fredric," he called out as he opened the door. The knight appeared in front of the door quickly. "Are you smirking at me?"

   "No...." Fredric insisted quietly, but his eyes told a different story. He wasn't grinning out of amusement, but more so out of happiness that the King and Queen were working on their marriage.

   "Alright," Harry rolled his eyes playfully. "Please call Nira and some of Reina's maids."

  The rest of the night was composed of relaxing activities such as foot massages, cuddling and talk about the babies. Harry was exceptional at the foot massaging, utterly surprised to see how swollen her feet have gotten. But with some essential oils Nira created, Harry managed to reduce the swelling massively. While Harry massaged her feet, they chatted lightly about the babies with excitement and argued a bit over the names for their unborn children.

   "Bernadette? Harry!" Reina couldn't help but snort with laughter at the name suggestion while he frowned deeply at her.

    "It is a beautiful name!" he argued, while she forced herself to contain her laughter. The name just sounded ridiculous to her when there were way better options. "We could call her Birdie for short."

   "Birdie Styles?"

   "Alright I see your point now," Harry grumbled a little, making her giggle again. "Well then what do you suggest?"

   "Nisrina," she smiled, her foreign accent lacing with the beautiful name. "It is a foreign name; it means white rose."

   "That's actually quite beautiful," Harry reluctantly admitted, making her hum in response. "What about Emilia?"

   "Lovely, but common," she scrunched her nose a little. "I want our babies to have unique names."

   "Alright alright, what about for our son? Harold the Second?"

   "Harry! We are not naming him after you," Reina rolled her eyes at him playfully. "That's a little narcissistic, don't you think so?"

   "Are you calling me narcissistic?" Harry frowned at Reina, making her giggle and shake her head.

   "No....," Reina dragged off, before a grin broke through. "Yes."

   "Oi," Harry chastised her, pouting lightly. "Geoffrey?"

   "Do you hate our son?"

   "Reina!" Harry whined in annoyance, before grumbling stubbornly. "I don't want to decide names with you if you're going to be this way. I don't see you coming up with boy names."

    "Hmmmm," Reina hummed quietly, pondering over male names for a minute. "Benjamin."

   "Hmm I don't like Benjamins," Harry mumbled with a scowl, making Reina's brows drop down quickly.

   "Harry, that doesn't make any sen-"

   "Doesn't sound very kingly," Harry commented with a shake of his head.

   "Alright," Reina rolled her eyes in a teasing manner. They finished up with the massage and Harry helped Reina rinse her feet in the garderobe. Afterwards, he aided her in climbing into bed and then moved to blow out the candles around the room.

   "Finding names for these children will be impossible," Reina sighed heavily. "Could we at least agree to give one of them a foreign name?"

   "Of course," Harry nodded in response, while climbed into bed with her. "Maybe you can come up with a foreign name and I can come up with a non-foreign name?"

   "That sounds good," Reina hummed in reply, shifting to lie on her side so she was facing Harry. "We've only 2 and a half months left."

   "How exciting," Harry whispered quietly, trying to hide that what she said reminded him of his conversation with his mother about childbirth.

  But then he looked at his wife, catching her gazing back at him with the ghost of a smile dancing on her pink lips. This woman had endured so much in the span of almost two years, especially in the span of the last couple of days in terms of death and great loss. Yet she managed to always gather her strength and strike a smile, like a true Queen. Even during the last few days of interacting with the heads of the other royal houses, she was genuinely a force to be reckoned with. Harry couldn't have been prouder of the woman he married, even more so now that they've put aside their petty, toxic behavior and decided to work on their marriage. Thus, he felt strangely reassured that Reina will survive childbirth and whatever was to approach them in their future.

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The next morning

   "We've received word from the Messians, your Grace."

  A grave look fell upon Harry's features as he stopped chewing on his breakfast for a moment. He looked at Reina who also looked nervous, before he turned back to Fredric and Declan who stood by the table.

    "Both of you, gather the heads of the royal houses and tell them to meet me in the main conference room. Do it quickly, within the next half hour. We will open the envelope with them," Harry instructed with a nod.

    "Understood, your Grace," Fredric nodded curtly, before looking at Declan who also nodded at Harry and ticked his head towards the entrance.

  Harry looked back down at his plate, eyeing the sausages, bacon, eggs and half-eaten bread he was devouring delightfully before the news. Now he felt slightly nauseous. Reina noticed the worry that was etched upon his brow that was pulled tight over his gleaming eyes. She sighed lightly, standing up and walking over towards him. His gaze still didn't budge from his plate as he sat there deep in thought before he felt Reina place a hand on his shoulder. He then looked up at her, and she felt her heart ache a little.

   "Tell me it's all going to be alright," Harry whispered quietly, making Reina swallow thickly because she hated making uncertain statements like that.

   "I will not, and you know why," Reina said gently but with a firm tone. "But I will tell you this, whatever happens next, we will deal with it together. You are not alone in this, Harry."

   "Promise me," he insisted, taking her hand from his shoulder, and turning to face her while holding it tightly.

   "I promise," Reina uttered, using her other hand to stroke his cheek. "I am your Queen, and I will be by your side always to support you."

   "Okay," Harry sighed in relief, ducking down quickly to place a kiss on her knuckles before he stood up. "We should go. They must be waiting."

  Reina and Harry then abandoned their half-eaten breakfast and made their way to the meeting room. Sebastian and Matthias, their guards, accompanied them on the way until they ran into Fredric and Declan. They informed Reina and Harry that all the heads of the royal houses were waiting for them in the meeting room. Harry thanked the two before he took a deep breath and reached for Reina's hand.

   "You look nervous," Declan remarked, causing Harry to scowl a little. "I'm just saying!"

   "Declan, just shut up," Reina snapped at him in annoyance. "Leave him be, it's a stressful situation. We're all nervous."

   "Well don't let it show, the both of you," Declan advised as he walked alongside them. "You are the King and Queen, if you look nervous or scared it's going to lower people's morale. Especially the heads of the royal houses, you're the only reason they've agreed to work together for the first time in history against."

   "Thank you, Declan for the advice," Harry uttered in response to his words. "Now kindly fuck off. I don't want to hear another word from you until we get there."

  Declan grew silent immediately, rolling his eyes lightly behind Harry's back. Eventually, they reached the meeting room. Fredric announced the King and Queen's arrival after Declan went inside and took his place at the table as the Hand of the King. Reina and Harry entered in unison, noticing the royals standing up in respect to whom they smiled gracefully before they took their places at either heads of the table.

   "Thank you all for meeting me here so swiftly," Harry began as he stood at the head. "Please take a seat, I will remain standing."

   "I'm assuming we're here because we've got news from the Messians?" Louis questioned immediately with a curious gaze.

   "Yes, we received a letter from them about an hour ago," Harry informed them all, reaching out for the letter that Declan had. "I shall waste no time right now and read it out loud."

  Harry opened the envelope, sucking in a deep breath so that he could steady his heart and mind. There was one paragraph that his eyes quickly scanned, written in black ink. He forgot for a second that he was supposed to read aloud, as one line stood out to him and made his heart batter against his ribcage.

    We agree to your terms to find common ground to be as one in harmony.

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Oooooo exciting! More drama!

WHAT DID Y'ALL THINK OF THE CHAPTER!? Thoughts, predictions, opinions?? Etc!

Apologies to those who aren't into spitting and butt stuff, that smut was slightly different to what I normally write I was feeling brave due to new knowledge 🤣

Also totally random but I got into astrology for a bit so I thought I'd share some thoughts on some astrological birth placements I think some of the characters might have. I think HC Harry is a Leo Sun, Aries Moon, and Libra Rising. Reina could be like a Cancer Sun, Aries Moon or rising and idk what other placements maybe like Taurus rising? Anyways, lmk astrology homies what your thoughts are!

Once again, I apologize for taking ages to continue this book. I was debating on whether or not to just stop writing it and post a "this is what was gonna happen" chapter. But I don't know, I've been doing a lot of creative writing recently for a class and received praise for it and I decided to keep my craft alive one way or the other. Plus I was very much so inspired by The Great, please watch it guys!

Thank you to those who waited and I'm ever so grateful for the 1M on this book! I'm gonna try my best to keep writing now that I've got a flow going! I'm not gonna take it off hold because I can't promise that I'll be regularly updating.

I love you all so so much! I hope everyone is happy, safe and healthy!

Until we meet again...

Thiora <3